What happened

Well, Bats was right. Mel'd been squatting in some random motel for a few days now, and everything seemed to be taking care of itself. She found her name on the high school roster, and there was even a uniform waiting in the hotel room for her the morning after she arrived.

Classes were done for the day, and she was wandering around the campus, still trying to take everything in. Everything was so...organized. Precise. Classes never ran over thier time. She even tried to stay after for a bit to ask one of her teachers about missed notes, but she was shoo'ed off to lunch.

So, in her wandering, she'd probably bummped into ten or twelve people, apologizing each time. Theyd either give her an odd look, shrug it off, or ask if she was lost. To tell the truth, she was lost, but she just waved her hand and laughed it off, going on her way.

Now sitting on a bench, bored out of her pretty little head, Mel just watched as everyone walked past, fingers drumming on her jaw, foot tapping. Then she smiled a little. This was pretty normal teenaged stuff, wasn't it?

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"This is a lot harder to do with you breathing down my neck," Melanie's voice was a little shaky as she addressed her looming father. It wasn't true, though. Running sequences of codes through various devices to disarm alarms or what not, took hardly any effort on her part. She just didn't want to do this. They'd hit three places already, and the cops were hot on their trail.

She should have known that when her mother said they were having a family reuinion, it wouldn't be the typical grandma kisses and sharing of memories. Mel could feel his eyes narrowing disapprovingly on her as she fumbled with her tools. From the corner of her own, she could see her mothers hand settle on the King's shoulder, a silent warning to back off, and she went back to working. Hearing the system shut down, Melanie closed her eyes and sighed heavily as her family whizzed passed on their respective cards to loot the place of it's finer accessories.

This wasn’t the first time she’d thought about booting the system back up and just leaving them to be caught, but she’d feel too guilty. She followed them in soon after, just keeping watch. The gig was tired. She just wanted them to hurry up so she could go home and study for tomorrow’s history exam.

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