The Normal Life Of A Crazy Girl

Chapter 4: Making It or Braking It; Literally!

After a lot of thinking I've decided that I'm going to escape this weird place. I mean, it smells, looks old, and the food is disgusting. Not exactly a five star hotel if you ask me. So, I bet you're all wondering what my amazing escape plan is? Well, I don't have one! I'm just going to wing it and make a break for it. I know it doesn't sound too smart, but it really wouldn't make a difference even if I did have an escape plan. I mean, think about it, I don't know how many people are here, I don't know my way around, and I haven't the slightest clue where exit for this stupid place is. The only thing I actually planned out was how I was going to get out of my cell.

See, what I'm going to do is pick the lock with my bobby pin! I know you're probably wondering how I know how to pick a lock. Well, the answer to that is quite simple: PRACTICE. I used to always lock myself out of my house, and since my parents were never home, I would try and pick the lock until the door would open. Over time I got EXTREMELY skilled at picking locks! Believe it or not, but I am actually very proud of that skill. Anyways, it's time for Operation: Get The Heck Out Of Wherever I Am.

I pull the bobby pin out of my hair, and start trying to pick the lock to my cell door. About five minutes later, I hear a loud click. I cross my fingers as I slowly turn the doorknob. I was SO happy when I get the door to open. I tiptoed out of the room and creeped around the place trying not to get caught and look for an exit. As I look around, I notice that compared to the cell they held me in, their little hideout was really nice! As I mentally compliment their hideout, I notice a HUGE red door. Usually, the doors to leave a building are much bigger than the other doors, so I opened it cautiously and walked through it.

As I walk through the door, I see a man with orange hair and piercings all over his face sitting behind a large desk doing a bunch of paperwork. This was DEFINENTLY NOT the way outside. As I start to slowly back up towards the red door, I trip on my (still) untied shoelaces. As I was falling to the ground, I grabbed onto a small podium to keep my balance. Sadly though, the podium had a very expensive looking vase on top of said podium. It fell on the floor and shattered into a million pieces. As I look up, I see a pair of ringed dark orange eyes blankly staring at me.

I nervously laugh and scratch the back of my head. "Oops..?" I said. He kept on staring at me until, "You are the prisoner, yes?"

I replied, "Umm…yes."

"How did you get out of your cell?"

"…Picked the lock…"

"I see. And why are you here?"

"Honestly, I was trying to escape, and I thought this was the exit so I came in."

"…"

"…"

"You are not like others."

"Why do you say that?"

"You do not lie."

"Heh. I have an extremely guilty conscious…"

"…"

"Sorry about the vase…"

"It does not matter since I stole that vase."

INSERT AKWARD SILENCE HERE

"…"

"You do know that I cannot let you leave the base without killing you, right?"

"I know, but do I have to stay in that stupid cell?"

"I guess not. On one condition, though. You must be with someone at all times."

"That sounds fair."

"I will let Kisame show you around."

"Sounds good! But I have some questions!"

"About?"

"This little club that you have here!"

"This is no club. This is the Akatsuki, a group of dangerous S-Rank criminals. They are-"

I interrupted, "Yeah, yeah. I get it! You guys kill, kick puppies, and steak babies from a lollipop."

"Don't you mean 'steal lollipops from babies'?"

"Nope!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"What are the questions you would like to ask?" The leader dude asked, a little freaked out by my previous statement.

Suddenly, I grinned. A HUGE grin. That leader guy didn't know what this grin meant, though. This was my 'I'm gonna make you regret asking that' grin. I was going to have fun with this. MWAHAHA!