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Sergio didn't stay mad at her about the whole driving his car. From the looks of it, she knew what she was doing. Although, he couldn't help the nervous glances towards her. Making sure she wasn't driving like a mad woman. Would he let her drive again? Hell, no. Would he keep a better hold on his keys? Fuck, yeah. Running a hand through his hair, he let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding in. Sneaking his keys back from her, he opened his door. Looking back at her, he grinned. "You're tagging this bitch up." With that he got out and closed his door. Glancing around at the empty lot and pitch black school. The only light being emitted from a few street lamps. Walking over to his trunk, he popped it open. He began going through a duffle bag. Pulling out two silk plain bandanas. One matched the color of his car, the other was black. Tying the crimson colored one around his face, shielding the whole bottom half of his features. He then began switching spray paint cans into a black backpack. Zipping it back up, he held the bandana and backpack out towards Hannah. "Get on it, criminal." He was smiling under the cloth. |
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Rolling her eyes as she watched him snatch the keys once more. She wasn’t surprised at all. Sighing, but choosing not to comment on it, she got out with him. It was weird being the only ones here, especially at night. Laughing she shook her head, “Alright bet”. Taking the bandana and backpack from him, she slung the strap over one shoulder, tying the fabric over her face. Pulling a few strands out, if she was going to wear this, she was making sure she looked good while doing so. This had been the first time she would be sneaking onto school grounds, and she doubted it would really be the last either, especially with this game of theirs. With a last glance at him, Hannah turned on her heel and headed towards the fence. She knew better than trying to open the gate, it was always locked during afterhours. Bracing herself on the ground, she swiftly grabbed a hold of the meshy wires, lifting herself up and swinging over the other side. Hannah dropped to the ground with a soft thud, her shoes partly wet from the dew. Checking the time, she made over her way quietly over to the buildings. Hannah wasn’t entirely sure if there were security guards or anything, she hadn’t thought to check before climbing over the fence. Unzipping the bag, she pulled one of the cans out, before giving it a small shake. Cursing at the noise, she looked around for movement. Smiling to herself, she pulled the lid off and got to work. |
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Sergio watched her go off into the darkness and towards their school. He hadn't planned on going with her, it was a solo mission. It didn't call for two people. He glanced around, making sure they were actually alone. He usually wore his bandana, for things like this. Even though he wasn't actually trespassing, or doing anything really, if someone managed to get a glimpse of him. He would be a suspect in the matter, they would probably just assume he was the get away driver. That still counted, as a participant. He leaned against the hood of his car, keeping a look out. He watched a car turn down the street, but it kept driving by. From the looks of it the school didn't seem to have security guards, but he wasn't for sure if that was the case. If Hannah was to be caught, he would probably make a run for it. Every man for themselves. Plus that would just mean she lost the game. |
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Hannah went about her thing, checking every few minutes for any signs of trouble. She didn’t doubt for a moment that Sergio would nick off the second things got risky, so if she needed to, she would need a plan, just in case. But luckily, she didn’t. By the time she had finished spray painting majority of the front building, there hadn’t been any issues. Deciding she was happy with what she had done, she used the flash on her phone to check everything. Normally, if she were planning to do something like this, she would have taken precautions with cameras, but it wasn’t worth it. Her car was easily recognizable, but she didn’t bring her car. If he got caught because they traced his car back to the crime scene, that was on him. Crouching down the zip up the bag, she stashed all the cans and things back into it. She put the bag back over one of her shoulders, before heading back towards the gate. Smiling, she used the concrete sign as a boost to get up. The ground level was a little sloped, so where she was, it was lower than it was on the other side. Standing on the concrete, she lifted herself up and over the fence, dropping down onto her feet smoothly on the other side. Walking slowly to where he was leaning against the car, she held the bag out to him. “Game on” |
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Sergio pushed away from his car, as she approached. Clearly she got in and out easily. He wasn't really impressed, tagging was child's play. However, it would only get harder from here. Grabbing the bag from her, he popped the truck back open and tossed the bag inside. He turned back over to her, back to leaning against his car. It was his turn. He looked smug, like whatever task she had him do would be a piece of cake. This was the kind of thing he thrived off of, lived for. "What do you got for me? Make it good." Amusement in his tone, as he gazed at her. Glancing around every so often to make sure no one was coming. |
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Hannah thought for a moment, unsure. She didn’t want to go too big too quickly, it’d take the fun out of it. If this was going to be fun, they’d need to take things slowly, leaving the bigger ones for later. Smiling, an idea popped into her head. She thought back to her classes, she’d had the worst luck this year, she had pulled the worst teachers. Maybe it was time to give them a little payback for everything they’d done. It would be harmless, despite the obvious breaking and entering, but that was irrelevant to her. That sort of thing she did every other night, it wasn’t a big deal. She’d been breaking into the school since 8th grade so it clearly wasn’t hard. “Well, while we’re here. You know how Mr Maloney cherishes his metal ballpoint pens? I wonder what would happen if they just suddenly disappeared one night” Hannah was curious, it wasn’t a difficult task at all, but it still had some nasty consequences if they were caught. She didn’t have a particularly long criminal record, she doubted he did either, but this clearly wasn’t his first rodeo. Getting caught with a criminal record was probably the most humiliating thing, to do this sort of thing as regularly as she did, you needed to learn how to be smart about things. You needed to know when and where to pick your fights, to do your research before anything was planned. It was basic stuff, really. |
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Sergio tilted his masked face, "Not a fan of Mr Maloney, huh?" He chuckled. Once again pushing away from his car, he went to the open trunk. Searching through he grabbed a black jacket, and leather gloves. Quickly putting them on, now completely dressed in black. He already had on black ripped jeans and his usual black military boots. He knew for a fact the school had camera's inside, like the hallways. That was the reason for the black clothing. This wasn't his first time breaking and entering. It wouldn't be his last either. He hadn't actually meant to be this prepared, it was just stuff he left in his car because he didn't feel like taking it out and then putting it back in. This however proved to be very helpful to their little game of crimes. Grabbing a crowbar, he turned to Hannah. "You're welcome to join me. See me in action, maybe even learn a few tips and tricks from the best." Of course, he would be doing all the dirty work, she would just be watching. He held up an extra hoodie he had. Of course, he wasn't worried about the outside camera's on the school catching his car. This particular parking spot wasn't as heavily monitored, no camera's faced this way. Thats why it wasn't gated off like the other ones. Say if a security guard happen to pass by, he would be screwed. Hopefully that wouldn't happen. Why would a high school need that much damn security anyway? It's not like unruly students like him were always causing trouble, only sometimes. |
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“I’m yet to meet somebody who is” She said, laughing. He was probably her least favourite teacher at that school, one look at her school discipline record, you’d be able to tell. The majority of the trouble got into at school was either in Mr Maloney’s class, or fights in the parking lot. This was new though, she’d broken into the school before, yeah, but she hadn’t really done anything than walk around and mess around. He seemed happy about it, so that was good. It showed her that maybe he was willing to go just as far as she was with this game. The only thing that mildly surprised her, was all the gear he just had laying around in his car. Like, a crowbar? Who just has a crowbar in their car at all times, Hannah had used a crowbar twice, max, she wasn’t about to keep one in her car. Smiling, she grabbed the hoodie and pulled it over her head. Her usual black jeans and sneakers weren’t recognizable, so it wouldn’t be a big deal. Ensuring that the bandana was still in place around her face, she pulled the hood over her head. Letting a few strands of her long hair fall loose. Hannah doubted they’d get caught, but it was always a risk with these sorts of things. It was always best to have precautions in place than be caught unaware. It’d be too dark in there for cameras to pick up on her hair colour or anything that could ever be traced to them. Nodding to him, she tilted her head, “Let’s do this” |
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Slamming the trunk close, he locked his car. He was smiling like a fool under his bandana. He was enjoying this side of her. He glanced at the his hoodie she was wearing, it was clearly too big for her small frame, but it still did it's job. "Just what I like to hear." With crowbar in hand, he started towards the same way Hannah had first went. Reaching the fence he slide the crowbar under the gap of the fence. He made quick moves up the chain link fence. Reaching the top, he let himself drop from there. Landing smoothly, he picked the crowbar back up. Taking a brief moment to glance around, deciding which way he wanted to go. The classes that were on the first floor were towards the back, so he went to his right. He hadn't bothered checking if Hannah was still following, she could clearly keep up just fine with him. He blended in perfectly with the shadows. As he rounded the corner, he was almost tempted to wave at the camera. He glanced over his shoulder towards Hannah, "Smile for the camera. Or flip it off." He shrugged, as he eyed the cheap thing. He snorted. "Theyre probably grainy as fuck." He could just imagine they looked like blobs. No clear features. Probably didn't have audio. Reaching a window, he wedged the straight part of the crowbar in between the window sill and window. Pushing down on it, the lock on the window cracked and it popped open. Tossing the crowbar in a nearby bush, he pushed the window all the way open. He climbed in effortlessly. Using the flashlight on his phone, he looked around. Trying to figure out where they were. |
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Hannah tucked her phone back into her pocket, after turning it off completely, the constant stream of messages coming in were starting to piss her off. By now, she knew that tomorrow was going to be hell because of his little stunt. But at least, this game would make it a bit more fun. She already had some ideas for the next day, and it wasn’t overly dangerous per se, but it would be hilarious. None of Hannah’s friends knew what she did outside of school, all the knew was that her family and friends outside school hours were very close, and she did something that paid well, extremely well. They had starting asking question about her money, but soon learnt not to ask when she snapped at them. Hannah followed behind him, checking the streets behind her. Nothing. She lifted herself over the fence once again, quite used to it by now. She dropped him the top of the fence to a crouch on the ground, she was kind of just showing off now. Hannah wasn’t going to interfere with Sergio’s task, as he didn’t with hers. But she still wanted to watch, it’d be good insight on how he went about things and maybe he’d slip up enough, and give her enough ammunition to taunt him about it for the rest of his life. It’d be a good start for her payback. Hannah watched, slightly entertained. It was interesting to watch, everybody had their own methods of doing things, this was his. Probably wasn’t the way she would have done it, but it seemed to work for him. Climbing through the window after him, she looked around. Hannah could vaguely distinguish where they were. She turned and quietly closed the window behind her, if they were to get caught, it would be a good idea to cover their tracks at least. “Know where you’re going?” |
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