The bad girl and the dork

Code

You know those awkward moments when someone asks you what you're thinking but you were just blankly staring ahead thinking about those dry cookies shaped like fish and how great it'd be to have a bucket or three? I was in one of those situations right now.

Jill had just asked me this question while we were both playing some weird Disney game intended for little kids. We were sitting on the floor in my room with our backs against my bed when all of a sudden fish cookie thoughts started invading my mind.

"Mfbikinis." I blurted out. Jill didn't believe me and she knew I knew.

Just like I thought she would, she just shrugged. "Well stop it, you suck at this game." She answered me with a sly smile.

"You suck at this game." I muttered, causing her to snort and poke me with her elbow.

"Gross, keep your elbow greases away from me." I exclaimed.

"Elbow greases? Really?" She laughed.

We continued playing for a while after a short discussion about people not being able to lick their own elbows. We tried. We failed.

During the game she grabbed her phone because she'd received a text. I just kept playing but when I looked, I noticed she was having a hard time. She masked it within seconds and continued playing like nothing had happened.

It must've been her stupid ex again.

They'd broken up a few months ago and apparently the guy decided the best way to get Jill back was to stalk her. She didn't say a lot about it but I could tell she was having a hard time due to small changes in her eating habits. If the girl doesn't eat a snack every two hours, you know something's up.

We finished the game and she left soon after. She acted like herself but I knew her, something wasn't right. I noticed she was heading towards junkie park and I decided to go and sneak up on her since she was probably gonna have a smoke or something like that.

When I got there, I saw Jill sitting against a tree with her head resting on her knees and her hands firmly planted in her hair. Her shoulders were shaking and I had a suspicion it wasn't because she was laughing. Crap, I couldn't deal with people crying. I could handle positive emotions and awkward situations especially when they were created by me on purpose, but I couldn't handle tears.

I guess Tobin had done more harm to her than I'd thought. I figured she was okay since she was the one who dumped his ass but the stalking really needed to stop.

For my sake and for Jill's sake, I decided to give her some space and headed back home. I'd been out of my room for more than thirty minutes when it wasn't necessary and that was really pushing it.

I couldn't focus on my game and I couldn't bug Chase by rubbing a banana peel on his face because he was at school.

There was only one thing left to do; a mission.

I needed my best friend back in her previous condition and since I couldn't handle tears, come on, it's eye fluid, who wouldn't be freaked out? Anyway, maybe I could tackle the source. Unless he was acting like a blubbering baby too. Then I'd have a problem.

I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, I believed it was a homework assignment I wasn't planning on doing, and started writing. At least I wanted to write but I hadn't actually had an idea yet. Twenty minutes later, I'd written 'Mission: detective Code' and had drawn myself as a detective although it looked more like Robert Downey Jr.

Maybe Jacob would be a solution to work my way in. I knew he was close to Tobin and I'd known Jacob for years since we went to elementary school together. I tolerated him which made him like me since most people stay away from him. He always got a little excited whenever we were hanging out together so I figured he wouldn't ask any questions.

It's not like I was looking forward to it but I did it because of the mission. If anyone would have greasy elbows, it would be Jacob. I think that's the best way to describe him.

I headed to the skate park because I knew he'd be there. I'd wing it when I got there since I had no game plan. As a detective, I decided to observe the scene before taking action.

I grabbed my keys only to realise Chase had taken the car. I groaned because I didn't want to walk ten minutes to get there. I was fairly proud of my laziness and walking just didn't fit my personality.

If Jill would know the things I did for her, she'd kiss me. Actually no, she wouldn't. It hadn't worked out well last time. We were eleven and wondered what it was like so we figured let's do it just to get it over with. It was weird. We both didn't like it and for at least two days I wondered whether I was gay. I wasn't though, I figured it out because of my porn preferences.

So we were each other's first kiss. I remembered telling Tobin this when they started dating and he got pissed. I decided I didn't care much for the guy because of that. Too possessive.

As I'd expected, Jacob and Tobin were at the skate park. Man, being a detective was easy as fuck.

"Hey man!" Jacob greeted me while Tobin just gave me a nod. I returned the nod and went to sit next to them.

Jacob passed me a joint and I accepted it because I needed to infiltrate the group without being suspicious. They didn't ask me what I was doing there but then again, people rarely question my behavior. A few teachers had tried in the past but then I always told them my life 온라인카지노게임 and motivations as to why I did what I did. Obviously it was always a load of bullshit but it distracted them enough to just be frustrated by me and forgetting to give me detention. Teachers were easy.

"Just leave it be." Jacob said, slightly aggravated. Tobin looked like an emo kid with a bad case of diarrhea and it didn't take me long to put two and two together. There was no challenge whatsoever to this mission. Just the way I liked it.

"I can't." Tobin answered.

"Didn't that chick from last night solve anything?" Jacob sighed.

"Nothing happened. I couldn't." Tobin said with the diarrhea expression still plastered on his face.

"There are pills for that." I deadpanned. I wasn't really interested in the conversation but I figured anything was better than sitting there like an antisocial potato.

"Nah man, it's about Jill who dumped his ass." Jacob answered as if that wasn't clear.

"Really? It's been two months, get over it dude." I told him, hoping that would solve the entire situation.

"I need her back but she won't answer my texts or calls. Or mails." Tobin said. At least Jill acted like she was back to normal, this guy just didn't have anything to lose.

"Then stop trying to contact her. She'll get curious about it and text you. Just don't ever contact her again, she'll come crawling back for sure." I suggested, Jacob enthusiastically agreeing with my terrible advice.

"Yes exactly! Just move on, she'll come back." Jacob nodded.

"I can't! Look at these, she's not acting too happy either. There's still hope." Tobin showed us his phone with loads of pictures on the screen. A chill went down my spine when I realised he'd been taking pictures of her post-break up without her knowing about it.

"The hell? Why the fuck are you taking pictures of her?" I blurted out before I could stop myself.

"She wouldn't mind. She'll forgive me once we're back together." Tobin stated.

For a brief moment I wondered whether we were talking about the same Jill. She'd kick his ass if she knew. It weirded me out that Tobin didn't see anything wrong with taking pictures of her. Maybe he would if I could catch him in the action.

There was only one way to do this; detective Code was going undercover.

I went home shortly after because I didn't really care enough to hang out with the two knobheads. Later that night, the plan worked itself out again. Jill had texted me if I wanted to go to a party and knowing Jill would be on the move, chances were big Tobin would be too. With a huge effort and reluctance I texted her back that I had plans with Jacob so I couldn't go. Little did she know I'd be following Tobin who was following her.

While I was playing with Bus, I was thinking about what to wear. I obviously couldn't wear a ski mask because I'd get arrested. I didn't feel like running from the cops again. I only do that on my birthday. Unfortunately I didn't own a camouflage suit but I considered investing in one because I could probably have some fun with that.

Luckily, I knew my dad had this long raincoat and I owned a fedora because the school had banned hats inside of the building. I obviously went nuts with it and bought loads of different hats. I figured the fedora would be a better fit, rather than my green hat shaped as a frog. I grabbed sunglasses too, just to look like an entire douchebag.

I drove to my parents' restaurant because I couldn't find dad's raincoat anywhere in the house. I figured he'd been wearing it this morning. The restaurant was packed which was even better because that way I could steal the coat and get out of there before one of my parents would spot me and give me chores.

I rubbed my hands like a villain when I spotted the coat in the employees closet. It was an ugly thing but it would do its job.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I heard a shrill voice behind me. I closed my eyes the moment I'd heard my mom and figured maybe if I stayed silent, she'd just disappear.

"Take a step back and turn around." She said firmly. I raised my hands and turned around slowly while my eyes were still shut. I slowly opened them to see my mom with a reprimanding yet amused expression on her face, a towel hanging over her shoulder and a hand firmly planted on her hip. She meant business.

"Care to explain?" My mom asked when I still hadn't said anything. I was still hoping she'd disappear if I didn't move too much.

"Not really." I answered honestly.

"Don't make me use this towel." She grabbed the towel from her shoulder.

"You wouldn't." I narrowed my eyes.

"Want to find out?" She challenged me. I didn't. I knew she wasn't bluffing and knowing Snake was working, I didn't want him to see me running around while being chased by my mom with a towel. I wouldn't allow him such pleasure.

"I just wanted to borrow dad's coat." I confessed.

"Why?" My mom asked hesitantly. She was still trying to figure out if she really wanted to hear my answer.

"I don't like to get rained upon?" I said but it came out as a question. "Look, the coat will be here later tonight without any harm done to the thing." I sighed.

"Alright, we have a deal." She said after a few seconds. We shook hands and parted ways. I was lucky enough not to bump into the other parent. He wouldn't let me off that easy. To be honest, I think my mom didn't like the ugly coat either.

The moment I stepped outside, I put the coat on, the hat and the sunglasses. The coat reached my knees and it was huge and black. I seemed like the kind of guy who would sit in a park watching children without anything on except for the coat.

It was time for my mission to begin.

Jill wouldn't be leaving to the party for another few hours but it gave me enough time to find Tobin. I had no idea where he lived so I'd just have to look at his hang out spots.

The sunglasses made it kinda hard to see because the sun was already setting but I felt like it was a crucial asset to the creepy guy look I was sporting. I cursed when I didn't find Tobin at the skate park. I'd been so sure he'd be there with Jacob but it was empty.

The next place I went to was junkie park. He probably wouldn't be there but I associated the whalefuckers with the word junkie. A few people looked at me, slightly frightened, when I crossed their paths. I had to fight the urge to sing I'm singing in the rain just to make it worse.

All of a sudden I saw this little kid tugging at my coat. He couldn't be much older than five and I wondered where his parents were.

"Are you blind?" The kid asked.

"No, I'm not." I replied and got rid of the sunglasses. I had to blink a few times to adjust to the light outside even though it was very dim.

"I have some candy in my pocket, want some?" I asked. The kid nodded and clapped his hands excitedly.

"Kid, you're just a kidnap waiting to happen. You're talking to a strange, creepy guy in junkie park without a parent in sight." I told the little kid in front of me. "Did your brains escape when you were farting?" I asked while knocking on his head.

The kid giggled and raked his hair. "I don't have a parent, silly."

"Oh, I'm the silly one?" I acted offended. "Wait, you don't have parents?"

"Nope." The kid grinned, "I'm a ghost." He said, his expression suddenly very serious.

The little kid had just outcreeped me. From the corner of my eye, I saw his panicked mom running towards him. I sighed in relief. Not because I'd believed the kid though.

"Well, good luck haunting people." I told him and walked away. I didn't want his mom to throw her purse at me. Those things could hurt.

The last stop where I could find Tobin was at a big parking lot. It was a parking lot near a police station where a lot of drug dealing happened because why the fuck not. I wanted to clap my hands excitedly and giggle like the little ghost kid when I spotted Tobin. It wouldn't be a girly giggle though, it'd be a badass giggle. Because I'm a badass detective.

Tobin still had the tortured soul thing going on even though he was dealing. Gotta admire the dedication.

"You got the stuff?" Some dude asked me after he patted my shoulder to get my attention. He seemed like a greasy elbow kinda guy. He had long brown hair and was trying to grow facial hair. Emphasis on trying. He looked like Jesus if he were a stoner.

"Do I look like a-" Right, I forgot about the creepy guy outfit for a second. "Nah man, my supplier said only to sell to a bald guy." I answered.

"The fuck dude? So you only sell to Phil? That son of a bitch probably set me up..." He said and walked away after he hardly finished his sentence. I'd probably caused a tiny war just now.

I ducked behind a car when Tobin turned around. He nodded to the guy he'd been talking to and left the parking lot. I suddenly realised how awkward it was trying to follow a guy in an open space. I tried to hide behind the few cars and then I jumped behind a lantern. Tobin looked around, I think he might've heard something. He shrugged and kept walking. I sighed and bumped my head. The stupid lantern was a little closer than I'd thought. Luckily the fedora seemed like a helmet for stupid people so I wasn't hurt.

It was a long walk to wherever the guy was going to. He was acting a little weird, he had either taken some weird drugs or felt like someone was watching him. Eventually he stopped walking an knocked on a door. Jacob opened up and let him in. It seemed like he wasn't going to follow Jill tonight. Shit.

I walked all the way back to the restaurant because I'd left the car there. I guess I had to hang out with the guys more often if I wanted to catch Tobin stalking. The restaurant was slowing down because it was getting late in the evening. I slipped in through the back entrance and rid myself of the coat. It attracted way too many weird people.

"I've been looking for that coat." My dad said. I hadn't seen him while I was sneaking in because I'd been too busy focusing on being quiet.

"I know, I found him for you." I grinned sheepishly and handed him the ugly thing.

"I don't remember it smelling like pot." My dad replied with a stern look on his face.

Crap. I was in trouble. "Stupid Jesus." I muttered.

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