Bex and I were sitting at a table in Starbucks, calling out anyone we saw. Out of the original thirty only four were left. I scanned the crowd. "Flannel shirt, khaki shorts, blonde hair, under the tech store banner."
"Jonas you have been compromised." I laughed at the downfall displayed on his face. I watched the crowd, and then turned to Bex.
"They really are getting sloppy." Her laugh rang through the Starbucks, and a few people turned and stared at us. I shrank away a little bit, before realizing that it was against my cover to shrink back. I laughed loudly along with her.
"How is it that, a half an hour later only four…" She listened into her comms unit. "No three kids are left."
"I think they underestimated us. What is with these people?"
"Oopsy Dasies!" I heard Liz crash into something through the comms unit. Bex and I looked at each other, and waited five seconds before groaning, and then bursting into laughter.
"She's fine. Just a little bruise, and… OOH! A NEW PAIR OF SHOES!" Ah, Macey. Always interested in the next pair of shoes. The mic went silent before mace said calmly, "Janitors jumpsuit, underneath Panda Express in the food court."
"Nick, you have been compromised." Bex was looking down at her coffee, when suddenly something grabbed my eye. She called it out first. I scanned the crowd, as Joe said, "Grant, you have been compromised." I smiled as I watched the crowds. Someone, standing off to the corner, had winced. My smile grew more pronounced. Bex looked at me, and catching my mood, smiled as well.
"Black hair, emerald eyes, blue button-down polo and khakis. Joe, five minutes left right? Don't tell him just yet. I'm gonna satisfy my boredom." I smiled, and got up from the table. I could guess that Joe was smiling at my shenanigans. I gave Bex a look that said, wait here, and opened the door to Starbucks. I pulled on my angry face, and strutted towards him. "Why haven't you called?" I yelled in his ear, standing one foot away from his left side, the opposite side from his comms unit. "You said you were at the lake. LIAR!" I snarled. I sensed the fright in his eyes, and almost gave myself away with a smile.
"I have no clue what your talking about miss."
"Don't play games with me Jared. I'm not stupid!"
"Miss, I'm Zach. Not Jared. Although Jared sounds like a bad man." He replied, smirking. He was flirting with me! While on a mission! He also hadn't picked a cover. He hadn't even asked for my name. Rookie.
"You look just like… oh wait, I see it now. Your eyes are a different shade of green." All of the sudden I broke down into tears and fell back in the waiting bench. People were staring now. Nice trying to go unnoticed. "Its just, he hasn't called or texted in two weeks! I don't know if he's hurt, or if he hates me!" Looking stricken, Zach hesitated before sitting on the bench, a foot of space between us. I instantly closed the space and leaned my head on his shoulder. I felt all of his muscles tighten, before relaxing 1.26 seconds later. Zach wraps an arm around me, and began to talk.
"It's okay. I'm sure he's fine. He won't leave you. You're to pretty to leave." I glanced up, letting hope fill my vision through the tears.
"Really, you think so?"
"Definitely." My phone started ringing, and I knew it was Bex telling me it was time, but I looked up.
"Jared." I explained, smiling, and then I walked away phone to my ear. I declined the call, but said into my comms unit…
"Now, Joe." Pretending to end the call, I looked over a waved to Zach. Before I had taken seven steps, I heard Joe.
"Zach, you have been compromised."