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Present time

If I pace anymore I think the ground will wear out.

On one side of the hill is an angry criminal billionaire and… um…Marco, and on the other side, is me - Stood next to a freaking building that I can't find a way inside.

Not the best of situations to be in, I think you'll agree.

I can hear them slowly climbing the hill, it will take them a while, but it will take even longer for me to escape...

Unless I can find a way into this flipping building!

I ran around to the back to see if there was any entrance that I'd missed, I knew the chance was slim and I was right.

Nothing,

I had missed nothing.

Damn.

I am too good.

Back round at the front I had no clue what to do. For the first time in my life, I was hopeless. Well, it's not the first time in my life, but... Well, never mind...

The men coming over the hill were getting louder – closer. I hit the wall, hoping for some kind of reaction -

-Yes, I was hoping for a reaction from a wall.

I do realise that they're not alive, but anything would've been better that just waiting, waiting to get caught, to get my chance to save Ca-

Everyone who was taken away.

They obviously knew someone was here, due to the state of their car.

Well, either that or the field mice had been busy.

I decided to go around to the back, it wasn't going to be much of a help, but it would give me a little more time.

Kicking the wall I sighed.

The only thing that proceeded to give me was a stubbed toe.

I bet it's broken.

I started to pace.

Back and forth, back and forth.

Thinking hard.

I ran my hand through my hair then regretted it, from hitting the wall earlier I had split my knuckles, and now my hair was sticky with blood.

I bet I looked real attractive.

Walking on my heels to let my toe heal slightly. Oil on my pants from the car earlier, a blood soaked jacket (that I'd somehow lost the button off. It's probably in the boot.) Half a shirt (at least I work out...) and blood in my hair.

I looked like an extra in a dodgy horror movie.

I carried on pacing; no wonder Cammie never liked me.

Not that I wanted her to…

Obviously.

I scowled at the thought and then tripped over a sticking out piece of ground.

I cursed.

The arm with the tourniquet had only just stopped bleeding, and then I'd landed on it.

I looked at what I tripped over, a piece of earth, sticking out the ground.

It was a bit loose, so I pulled it up.

Underneath there was metal.

I looked around where I was sitting a square of grass was just above the others, hardly noticeable, by barely a millimetre.

The piece I'd tripped on had obviously come loose from the metal so stuck out a bit more.

I stood up, and then stamped my (good) foot on the metal.

Nothing happened, it didn't even sound hollow.

I sighed, then stomped on it a couple more times.

Nothing.

I decided to take a running jump onto it, to see if it would give way.

I moved a couple of metres away and started to run towards it, I jumped in the air, my legs sticking out at slightly odd angles.

Not my best jump I have to say.

Just before I hit the ground the piece of raised grass slid away.

I fell through the hole, catching my jacket slightly on the way down.

I landed (on my feet) into a load of brown gunk.

Yeah, I had just become familiar with the buildings cesspit...

Less than a week ago

"Right guys - Your 'mission'. On the middle floor of the mall there is a Hollister store–"

Macey squealed…

Literally squealed…

We all turned to stare at her, including Dr Steve.

"What? I've needed a new shirt for ages."

I shook my head and Dr Steve carried on

"- as I was saying, Hollister on the middle floor. What you need to do, is get into their back office and take their budgeting sheet, with everything that they have spent in the past month-"

Grant snorted.

"What is it Mr Newman- Or should I say Mr Mitchell?"

"That's easy. We could all do that with our eyes closed."

I put my head in my hands.

Why Grant? Why?

"Not so easy, when you consider it's a Saturday and it's the middle of the day. It will be pretty packed. When you get the budget sheet you have to get it back down to the fountain and write your team on the clipboard, then you have to return the budget sheet to the back offices. Also, they had a break in less than a week ago. Security will be high."

He looked at us all.

"Oh, and yes you will be competing. Do whatever you have to do to win."

One of the girls put their hands up, Tina... Tina something I think.

Well, whoever she is I advise you never to sit near her in biology… She's squeamish.

"Sir, does that mean that we can tell the guard that they're in there?"

I saw Macey roll her eyes

"Whatever you have to do… Apart from that, spy rules still apply."

He started to put us into teams.

There were twenty in this class, ten girls and ten guys and the teams had to be mixed.

Me, Jonas and Grant got on to the same team, but Nick was put on the other one.

Our team was half and half, five girls and five boys.

Me, Jonas, Grant, a guy called Tom and Nick's cousin Jake. The girls… Liz, Macey, Bex, the annoying girl who sits near me in biology and... Cammie.

"So, you're gonna be working with me this time Gallagher girl?"

She raised an eyebrow, wondering where this was leading.

"I think we should avoid the elevators this time round eh?"

She scowled and I smirked.

"DO YOU EVER STOP SMIRKING?" She yelled and stormed off over to Macey.

As I was shaking my head I felt a hand on my shoulder. "

Y'know, if you want to win her over, this really isn't the way to do it." Liz said softly.

Win her over... Pfft as if.

I'm not trying to.

At all.

Probably.

Okay, I am.

I voiced this to Liz (well the first part anyway) and she smiled. "Yeah… Sure, how are your hands?"

I looked down to my gloved hands and peered inside the gap.

"Not so great." I replied.

She laughed, "Well, that's what you get rooting through rose bushes. Anyway, when are you going to tell her it was you?"

Um... How about never?

I sighed and Liz rolled her eyes at me.

"You've gotta tell her soon you know. It might take her mind off Josh …"

She grinned and skipped over to where Cammie and Macey where standing.

Leaving me on my own to ponder a few things.

One) Should I really tell Cammie? At the moment, she seems to hate me.

Two) WHY does she not see the OBVIOUS sexiness in smirking?

And Three) WHO THE FREAKING HELL IS JOSH?

I hope you enjoyed this guys, just a query, who on here likes Josh? I like him, just not with Cammie. What about you?