Just so you don't get confused, yes I am now referring to Alex as Jaimy. And yes, I did jus upload twice within a few hours. I had a random muse, okay. Actually, I think that's a good thing for all you readers. But please, do not expect this in the future. I'm playing parent-approved hooky today, so...Yeah, I have time. However, I'm also supposed to be doing my homework all day. My dad reads these. Luckily I'm not completely screwed since my dad is awesome and appreciates literature. Right, Daddy? Anyways, please, please, please review. Byeeeee!
Previously: Breakfast was done soon. Jack and 'Jaimy' ate in silence, but an agreeable one. Once they had finished, they both cleared their plates and rinsed them off. After the plates had had been shoved into the dishwasher, the pair of them sat down to watch TV and wait. It wasn't long until a agent showed up at the door. With two motorcycle helmets underneath the agent's arm, 'Jaimy' was not looking forward to the ride. He shrugged though, not like had a choice. Pulling the helmet on, he got onto the back of the motorcycle. Then they were off, zooming away towards The Royal and General Bank.
Jaimy sat there, on the motorcycle, thinking about what he had to do. In about a minute he would be jumping off a motorcycle and running down a street with an agent trying to catch him. He pulled his backpack over both shoulders. He didn't want to lose it. Jaimy noticed that he was almost at the bank. He waited for the agent to give him a slight nod, before the bike started to slow down. He smirked, before leaping off and landing in a roll. Shakily getting up, he took off running down the street before quickly ducking into an alleyway. Jaimy stopped to rest for a minute, before taking off again. The park he had been told to run to was about a mile away. This, Jaimy had decided was going to suck. He'd never been much of a long distance runner.
He'd learnt to, for football, but this was different. There was no fun in this running. Just panting, and quick scared looks to make sure no one was following him. Jaimy finally reached the park. Walking up to a random tree, he slumped against it and let himself rest. He got bored soon, though. Jaimy decided to do some push ups. Hey, if he was going to be here for a while, he may as well do something productive. He collapsed after a while though. Jaimy then started doing crunches. But after a while he had to stop doing those too. So he went back to push ups. Then crunches. He did this for a while. When he finally collapsed onto the ground, sweaty and sticky, with his MCR shirt sticking to his back he figured he should probably rest. So he did.
Once it was finally getting dark, the police showed up. Jaimy scrambled up, and took off in a dead sprint. Down one alley, then the next. He eventually hit a dead end, though. The he noticed the garbage bin. One of the big rectangular ones that are really tall. Jumping onto it, Jaimy could now scramble onto the building. He grinned then. He had always wanted to go roof jumping. SO he took off in a sprint again, leaping over the tiny gap between buildings. After a minute or two, Jaimy decided to take a break. He sat down on the roof and took deep breaths to slow his breathing. He knew he must've looked terrible. With his sweaty hair and clothes sticking to him, not to mention he was sure his clothes were ripped up from hitting things as he ran through the alleys.
Jaimy slowly got up and peered over the edge of the building trying to see if he knew where the hell he was. All he could tell was that he wasn't in the best part of town. Perfect. He slowly walked along the side of the buildings peering down to see if he could find a place to get down. Jaimy couldn't, not for a while. Then he finally found the end of the string of buildings. There was a tree nearby however. But Jaimy was tired, and worn out. So he decided to take a nap here and then jump down via the tree later. So he shut his eyes, falling asleep immediately.
When Jaimy woke up, he saw that the sun was coming up. He must have slept for longer than he thought. He was a lot less tired though, so he quickly jumped into the tree an clambered down. Severely ripping up his shirt in the process. Jaimy groaned, that had been his favourite shirt. Shaking his head, he grabbed his backpack and unzipped it. Quickly grabbing the first shirt he could see, a plain blue v-neck, he pulled it on. He grabbed a hoodie as well, it was cold. Jaimy had just noticed he was shivering. After shoving the old t-shirt into his bag, he zipped it up and started walking. Nowhere in particular. Just wandering around.
Jaimy eventually noticed he was near a police station. So he quickly turned around. It would be better not to be caught for a while. Show them how smart he could be. It might make him more recruitable. Who knows? I mean, it was a random government agency recruiting Jaimy's stomach rumbled, reminding him of just how hungry he was. He hadn't eaten since breakfast yesterday. So he grabbed a energy bar out of his backpack and ate while he walked. He dropped the wrapper when he was done with it, not caring if he littered. All he cared about right now was spending another day or two out of the foster care system. In Jaimy's mind, the longer he was away the better it would be.
After another couple of minutes, Jaimy came to a bus stop. Checking the sign posted about times, he saw that he would have to wait an hour or two for the early morning buses. So he slumped down on the bench going over the details of his cover. Name: James Vitz...Age:13...Mother:left after he was born...Once the bus finally arrived, he got on. Jaimy paid in cash, not telling the drive hs name. Walking to the back of the nearly empty bus, he sat there, observing the other passengers. A young man, who had sex hair. Probably on his way back after a one night stand, Jaimy mused. an elderly woman who looked like she was far past a hundred years old. A pregnant girl, who looked to be about sixteen. Jaimy wondered how he must look like to these people. A young boy, with brown hair and brown eyes wearing skinny jeans and a t-shirt. A bit of a ragged appearance, probably running away.
That wasn't good, Jaimy thought. I can't afford to look like a runaway. That was good. That was exactly what Jaimy Vitz was supposed to look like. Jaimy thought for a second before remembering the city he was suppose get to. I'll have to take a train at some point, he thought. Hopefully they gave me the right amount of money, I don;t want to have to sneak on. Jaimy then did a quick check in his backpack and realised that he did indeed have to sneak onto the train. Great, he thought. .Just great.
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