The dark fabric fell behind my head and her face was four inches away from mine.

"Let there be light!" she said. I tried to not blush but I could feel the red pushing through my green cheeks. She walked over to her desk and grabbed scissors then started fitting the cloth into a cloak for me.

" If I'm going to be in the rafters then why do I need a cloak?" I asked

"Because! Cloaks are cool!"

"Well, I can't argue with that… so what time should we go? I mean Dr. Rockwell is giving a speech at eight?"

"Then eight it is!" she exclaimed

"OW!"

"Sorry."

I sit in the rafters watching April make her way through the crowd trying to get a front row seat/stand so she could get some good pictures of (my hero) she has an earpiece in, and so do I. So we can chat until his speech comes on.

"Sooo… I'm bored." she sighed deeply with one hand on her hip and the other one holding her t-phone that I made for her.

"How is this boring, I'm falling out of my chair!"

"You have a chair up there!?"

"Haha, no, you see it's an expression tha-"

"Hey theres dr. rockwell!"she cuts me off and the crowd starts cheering as Dr. Rockwell comes on stage.

"Thank you! My name is Dr. Rockwell… tonight the future begins. The work my team and I will do here will change our understanding of physics, we'll bring about advancements in power and medicine, trust me that feature will be here, faster than you think." Everyone starts clapping and cheering. I see April take a couple more pictures and suddenly a young man runs by April and grabs her bag. He runs to the doors "HEY MY BAG!" April yelled. I turned around and chased him out side where I stopped him

"What do you want?!" he asked. My hood was still covering my face *looks like it actually came in handy.*

"Just give me my friend's bag and we can call it good." he started to hand me the bag when a hockey puck flung past my face and hit the wall. I looked to where it came from and saw a boy wearing a sweatshirt, a hockey mask and hockey gloves. He had a hockey stick over his shoulder, he pointed at the thief,

"Hand over the bag criminal! Or you'll get a hocky puck in the face!" As he spoke I jumped up on top of a garbage bin and then on the top of the fire escape to watch.

"Ok you got me."he drops the bag. "Can I go?"

"I don't think so you have a date with the police!" the hockey guy puts handcuffs on the other one and gets out his phone to call the police. I sneak down and grab the bag.

Back at the layer the tv is on showing the news, lo-and-behold the hockey kid is on the screen.

"Who is that and what is he so proud of!?" April sat next to me.

"He's the one how got the bag away from the guy who took it."

"So?! He caught a mugger!"

"He's a bounty hunter. He's just too proud for his ego."

"Call me K.C. Jones! Now if you'll excuse me I have a curfew." k.C. blew a kiss to the camera and walked away.