Although, what was incredibly unlucky was that the building she stepped into was a Police Station. What could she possibly be doing in there? My mind went wild with imagination. Is she turning me in? Is she turning herself in? Is she secretly meeting with Walker? She just walked out, then she pulled out a bundle of papers from her bag, and a roll of tape.
She then walked over to the closest telephone post, and taped one of the pieces of paper to it, humming one of her favorite songs while she does this. I know this because she constantly blares it on the headphones of her ipod.
After she applied a couple pieces of tape, she walked away to another lamp post. I made sure she was out of sight before I read the paper. It was a Person Missing poster. The boy on it had to be at least eight or nine. He had black hair and his eyes were different colors; one being green and the other being blue. The poster gave more information. What number to call if spotted, he was last spotted at a local restaurant......last year. It also says that he should be about ten by now.
Mira was looking for her little brother! And she didn't tell anyone? Well, maybe she didn't want us to worry about it. Should I go to her? We could help, after all. No. If she wants our help, she'll come to us. I'll just have to have faith in her.
Now, to tell Ares not to.....huh? I turned around to see Blair talking to a boy. The boy's back to me, and Blair had an irritated look on her face. I stood and watched from afar; if Blair needed help, I'll be right here. I could hear the boy say, "Aw, come on, Blair! I'm not all that bad!" The boy's voice was obnoxious and unnecessarily loud. Blair snapped back at him, "Zack, you put three people in the hospital because they made fun of your greasy hair! Then you lied to me about it! Saying that they were making fun of me! I'm nothing put a get-out-of-jail-scot-free card to you!" She started to walk back to Norman's car; she wasn't five feet from it when she was talking to Zack. Zack grabbed her by the arms and spun her around to face him, which caused her to yelp in surprise. "I'm not done talking to you," he said in a dark and low voice.
I put a hand on his shoulder, saying "Yes you are." I hadn't realized it, but I had moved across the street without even looking to see if there were any cars. Zack turned around to me, showing that Blair had a face of relief. "Oh, Alex, could you call the police or something?" she said. Zack asks, "You have five seconds to leave with your arms still attached, buddy." I could tell he had been in fights before. His left eye even looked like it was finishing up from a bruise. I had no experience in fights.
I glared at him. "You want a throw-down, Bunch?" Now, Blair had stepped between us. "Guys, please don't. I don't want to see you guys fighting." Zack snapped at her, "How could you?! You're freaking blind!" That did it for me. I threw my fist into face with all the strength I had. He stumbled back and fell on his butt. I resisted the erge to shake my hand, I hadn't thought that a punch might actually hurt me. Zack looked up with a look of rage. "You're gonna pay for that." he snarled. "No. He's not." Norman stood over him with his arms crossed. Zack looked up at him and tried being all friendly, "Norman! My man! Remember the time I took that hit for you in-" "Shut it! You piece of garbage! Get out of here before I turn you inside out." Zack scrambled away, and Norman looked at me. "Thanks." he said. I said, "Anytime."
Norman looked over to Blair, "I really can't take you anywhere, can I?" She rolled her eyes and faced me. "You didn't have to do that." Norman and I looked at each other, and we both said, "Yeah. I/He kinda did." Blair smiled at me, then pushed down on my shoulder so she could lift herself up to give me a peck on the cheek. "Thanks anyway." she said.
After a minute of my face burning, Norman cleared his throat and said, "Well, anyway, the store doesn't have the kind of Construction Paper we need either Blair. Sorry." She sighed and said, "Oh, well." I asked, "What kind of project are you doing?"
She said, "Just something about the eyes. I thought it would be kind of interesting."
Norman laughed, "Yeah, mainly because you're going to get your eyesight back any day now right? They found out that her eyesight is curable, they just need to do a certain kind of surgery."
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