Spring Break!
Chapter One: Lassiter's what?!
"Smell that, Gus?" Shawn said, taking in a deep breath as he walked up the steps to the police station.
"Smell what?" Gus had no clue what he was talking about.
"Spring break!"
"So?"
"So? There's going to be college girls walking around in bikinis!"
A small smile came across Gus' lips.
"Maybe we should charge five bucks for a palm reading."
Buzz smiled at the passing friends, who nodded in return.
"You don't know how to read palms, Shawn."
"Fine. Then how about psychic read--"
Shawn stopped when he saw a teenage girl sitting at Lassiter's desk. She was rummaging through his drawers. Her long brown hair was put into a messy bun.
"You might not want to sit there." Shawn told her.
She looked up from what ever she was looking at. It was then that her could see her piercing emerald eyes.
She folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in the chair. "Why not?"
"That's Lassiter's desk." Gus pointed out.
"I know that. I can read after all."
"Lassiter's not going to be too happy to find you sitting at his desk."
"I'll worry about that when he comes in. Are you two detectives?"
Shawn laughed. "No, no. I'm a psychic for the police department."
"You expect me to believe that?"
Lassiter's voice was getting louder. Closer. He turned the corner only to be greeted by Shawn and Gus.
"Spencer." he growled. "What are you doing here?"
Shawn was about to say something but was stopped by Lassiter.
"I don't care. Out."
His eyes traveled past the two of them and to his desk. The teen gave him a huge grin.
"Hey Uncle Carlton!" the girl waved.
Everyone went silent.
"Uncle Carlton?" Shawn was still in shock.