Sophie and Hazel, numéro 1

Victoria
"None that I am willing to give you." I said, clearly ignoring his question. I rummaged in my bag, I'm lacking bullets. "I need .40mm bullets, preferably ones designed for the HS2000 Springfield XD" I mumbled to myself, pulling the gun out of my jeans to check the amount of bullets inside of it. Shit, I was really lacking, "Let's get moving" I said, walking out of the room.

I glanced at Victoria's clothing and then looked down at mine. Yep definitely a bad idea to wear skinny jeans on a Wednesday, I thought. At least it wasn't pink. "Um...I think I'm gonna need something a little more...flexible". There is no way I'd be able to walk/run/dance in these.

Victoria
I glanced down towards what he was wearing and nodded, "Yes" I agreed.

"Does your dad by any chance have anything that might fit me?" I ask.

Victoria
"Probably, go look. First door on the right" I replied.

I head down to where she says. Her fathers room was basic with a double bed in the middle, wardrobe opposite and a set of drawers next to the door. I open the wardrobe; btw huge, and shift threw the clothes. I pick out some thick black trousers, a black long-sleeved shirt and some high top boots. I pull the clothes at the end into the middle, searching for a jacket. My fingers catch something at the back of the wardrobe. I pull harder and the back panel slipped away {NARNIA}. A box the width and height of the wardrobe lit up showing an array of weapons adorning shelves built in. Hell of a family, I think and let out a low whistle. I find a leather jacket, get dressed and fill some pockets with the weapons. If Victoria wasn't gonna let me have some I was going to protect myself. I glance at myself in the mirror as I head back into the living room.

Victoria
I had got ahold of an apple and was eating it when he walked into the room. I pointed the hand that was holding the apple at him, "What is in the pockets?" I asked, my voice slightly muffled from the last large bite I had taken and was currently chewing.

I look down at the jacket and cough into my fist. I attempt to look bewildered and say, "pft, beats me. I just put it on." I really hoed I was a good actor.

Victoria
I raised an eyebrow at him, not completely believing him, but shrugged. "Alright, now lets go" I said, throwing the core of the apple in the bin and usering him out of the room.

Wow ,maybe I am a good actor. I follow Victoria outside and wait for her to lead the way.

Victoria
I locked the door behind him, placing the keys in my pocket. I checked for directions on my phone before leading the way. "So what is in the pockets?" I asked.

"Dunno", I say as I pretend to check the pockets. My hand brushes against the gun and I pull it out saying, "Holy shit." My hand unconsciously tightens around it. A blinding pain shoots through my calf and I crumple to the ground.

Victoria
"You fucking retard!" I exclaimed, walking over to him. "Literally five fucking minutes out of the house and you fucking shoot yourself" I say, kneeling down beside his leg.

I close my eyes at the pain, grasping the closest thing to me tightly. I open my eyes a crack and stare into Victoria's eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The dark pool of green seemed to hold me in place.

Victoria
I rummaged in my bag for a second, before pulling out a bandage. Slowly, I roll up the trouser leg, "I don't have any antiseptic stuff, but you sort of fired this upon yourself" I grumbled slightly, carefully unravelling part of the bandage and placed around his leg. I glanced up towards him, but regretted that decision as he was staring at me, which caused my to blush. Fuck, what was that?

I continue to grasp what happened to be her arm. When she wrapped the bandage around my leg the pain increased and my hold tightened. I curled my legs up towards me, lying on my side. Her eyes seemed to calm me so I slowly unclenched my fist and let my arm drop to the floor.

Victoria
I kept my gaze to the floor, not wanting to look up again. I winced slightly at his grip but finished tying the bandage, "We need to get you somewhere they can get that looked up properly." I noticed, trying to figure out a way to get him to the safe place. He won't be able to walk, so the best way would be for me to carry him, but it might be quite a struggle.

"W...we need a...car", I manage to gasp. With all of the crazy shit going on right now I'm sure it wouldn't be too bad to steal a car. My eyes were released from her hold as she looked away.

Victoria
"Right yeah. Erm.. Stay here" I said, spotting a parked car not far away. I walked over to it, lifting my foot to smash the glass. I clambered through the window before lowering myself into the drivers footwell. I found the essential wires, pulling my Swiss army knife out of my pocket. I removed the rubber surrounding them before placing together and creating a spark. As the engine roared to life, I made a grunt of satifaction and unlocked the doors. I got put and walked over to Johann, I bent down and picked him up bridal style "Bloody hell you weigh more than a baby rhino" I grumbled, point blankly not thinking about the fact he was in my arms. I don't get this, what was this feeling I got when he's within touching distance? Technically this is still the first time I have ever met him, I should not be forming any sort of opinion of him, let alone a emotional feeling. I mentally cursed at myself as I shrugged my shoulders to prevent him from slipping out of my arms even though that was definitely something I desired to happen to allow me to run far, far away.

My eyes widen as she lifts me up. This was so humiliating yet it was nice to be so close to her. I smile lightly as i look at her face. I see the car she had already broken into."You must lead a very interesting life tone able to do that", i say.

Victoria
"What boring life you must lead" I mumbled, I had broken the glass into the passenger's seat so as the driver I wouldn't have to sit on shattered glass, because believe me, it isn't comfortable. I lowered him to the ground, so he was leant against the car and opened the door before helping him inside. "Please no bleeding on the seats, the owners won't be happy" I said with a wink, as if a tiny amount of blood on a seat would make a difference to how damaged the car was.

"Uhuh",I mumble. I spread out in the passenger seat and wait for Victoria to drive. "I seriously doubt my blood will piss them off anymore than that broken glass."

Victoria
"Didn't like the window anyway" I mumbled, getting into the driver's seat the correct way before placing my foot on the accelerator. "Did I tell you it took around ten times for me to pass my driver's test? Actually, that is a lie, I still haven't passed" I said as I held the pedal down more, speeding down the road, which thankfully nobody was on.

"That doesn't make me nervous at all", I mumble sarcastically. I watch Victoria drive not being able to move my gaze away. Her hair billowed in the wind. Some strands tickled my face. The car jolted as we drove over a pothole and the pain in my leg tripled. I groaned quietly.

Victoria
"Driver chooses music, shotgun shuts his cake hole" I announced as I turned on the radio, blasting the song very loud, driving even faster. I sing along to it, deciding there wasn't much point in concentrating on the road, I mean if no one is on it why should we be careful? Plus my passenger is already crippled so what is the point in being careful?

( We Are The In Crowd -The Best Thing That Never Happened )