store chapter 8

Ready at 11 sharp. We stood there on the front door step of the man’s house. Still not knowing what was next.

‘rob calm down. If we do this, then everything should come back to normal right?’ ‘..it…should’ ‘don’t talk like that rob.’ ‘but jes….I have a bad feeling about this.’ ‘rob……I know but please. Keep a level head. And start calling me jesse for crying out loud. Everyone else has.’ ‘but….I like your nickname, and I haven complained about u calling me rob instead of robert have I?’ ‘I….’ rob was right. Sure I was stuck with the nicknames jes and juicy for the rest of my life but, I never liked to be called anything else then jesse. Rob though, gave permission to only his friends to call him rob. He truly has an understanding side in that thick skull of his.

‘rob? How about u knock on the door in about 10 seconds. Ready?……now’ rob knocked just as my watch said 11:00. We were still invisible which is why I told rob to throw the chip in the air the second the man walked out. The man blinked and looked around. Rob threw the chip in the air and the man saw. Rob then caught it and held it out. ‘hold out ur hand’ the man did so, and rob placed the chip which had started all this trouble in the hands of the man. The man looked at it closer and said, ‘yup that’s the one, but there has been a problem.’ the man pulled out a gun out of his back pocket and just as he started firing, we all pulled out our guns instinctively, but stopped, and saw as rob stabbed him with the knife scott had given him. ‘I told u this was wrong.’ ‘..ugh….how did…u know?….’ ‘it was kind of obvious. The gun definitely threw me off.’ I laughed because for once rob had erupted and showed all of us, he was right. He even threw some humor in there. He really turned into a man. Maybe it was when he apologized…or when I taught him everything I know about swordplay and how to handle a gun… ‘rob lets go and leave him.’ ‘no.’ he turned to us and looked at me in a way that I could tell meant he wanted to do something. I waved my hand toward the man and rob understood it was alright. ‘who are u working for and why would they want the chip.’ ‘hehe…he…I cant tell you brats that…’ ‘want me to kill u with the gun I have?’ rob pointed the gun in the mans face and I heard the mans heart skip a beat. ‘ok…I was hired…paid lots of money…by some one..’ ‘who?’ ‘him…the one the call Sneaker…’ and without another breathe the mans weight slumped onto the concrete below him and he moved no more.

I stared at what rob did. Sneaker? Who was that? Was that just a lie or the truth? All thoughts were running around my head. Nix saw my face and held my hand comforting. I nearly jumped of shock. I was so deep in thought I forgot that I wasn’t the only one standing there. I held her hand and felt better for a fleeting moment. She smiled at me and I smiled back, but only for a few seconds. I then looked at the dead man and said, ‘rob? What are we going to do with the corpse?’ ‘bury it of course!’ I walked a couple paces into his backyard still clutching nix’s hand and said, ‘here is a good place to bury him.’ nix was the only who followed me. She nodded and let go of my hand. I searched his garage and yard until I found a suitable spade. I started digging and nix, apparently had found a shovel of her own, started digging next to me. I wanted to say something to break the silence me and her had had for the past few hours. All we talked in were glances and smiles. I got enough courage to say probably the stupidest thing in the history of men. ‘so nix. About ur parents. Do you think they would like me?’ she just stared at me. The question came before I could stop myself to think and rephrase it. She just smiled and said, ‘well….I like you. So they probably do too.’ I smiled at her. To everyone around us it seemed that the second connections between anna and me were gone, me and nix had started going out again. But, that is not the truth. We just have been acting like two really close people. She stayed there staring at me as if waiting for me to something else but I was already back on concentrating on our 3 foot deep hole.

Apparently, 6 feet isn’t as deep as you think it is. But it worked and by the time we had the grave dug deep enough, anna and scott had wrapped the body in cloth. We buried under the dirt of his yard and looked for some miracle grow. I looked at water and whispered ‘sprinklers’. he nodded and pushed a button next to him. suddenly sprinklers shot up from the ground and wet me and nix because we had stayed to cover the hole. We stared at rob with the expression and he gave us an apologetic smile. Even though we were invisible to all but each other, the water made me feel wet and depressed and embarrassed and exposed. Like the world was looking at me. I turned a red and turned around and found a rock in order to not have to look at the others. I placed the rock at the little mound of dirt and sprinkled some of the miracle grow around the area. We then walked away into the house of the unknown imposter and searched.