The Runner's

It was crammed, gloomy, and smelled of donuts.
This was the last place Jack wanted to be after such a brilliant crime.
"Am I going to Jail?" He asked the police officer in the front seat, peaking through the square holes in the fence that separated them.
"Not this time, kid." The Officer answered, in a gruff voice.
"Oh." Mumbled Jack. Score! He thought to himself.

The police car pulled up, and haulted infront of Jack's small, one story house.
His mother rushed out, in her torn apron and worn out sneakers.
"Jackie!" She yelled, as she rushed towards the car. At the same time, the Officer swung around and opened Jack's door, releasing him.
"You are in a heap of trouble, kid." The officer said as Jack's mother marched toward them, with a if-looks-could-kill glare.

***

Anna bounded around the corner, her heart pounding and chase dogs hot on her tail. Beads of sweat were forming on her fourhead, and her legs ached to stop.
But she ignored it all, her adrenaline was pumping like never before!
In her hands, she held a file labelled "Anna Glasswork".
She'd worked hard to get this file, and erase all her past mistakes. But in order to do so, she'd have to make the biggest one yet.

Loud bark's and heavy panting filled the air, accompanied by the scraping of paws on the pavement, and the friction of shiny, new, stolen sneakers.
Thoughts, regrets and wishes swirled and tumbled through her head, making it hard to focus on her goal; The Fence. But Anna did it anyway. The fence was at the end of the long, narrow alley she was running through. It blocked the whole path, making it seem almost impossible for the average girl to escape.
But Anna was no average girl.

As her footsteps approached the fence, she squinted her eyes. Target Locked. She thought. She held her breath, and swung her legs up infront of her, just catching the fence with the tip of her sneakers. She gripped onto the fence with one swift movement, and hauled her body up higher, and higher.
The loud, intimidating dogs swarmed under her feet, barking and chomping at the air her legs had been not 10 seconds before. Within 15 seconds, Anna was up, over the high fence, and was tearing through the streets, back to her home. Leaving the dissapointed pooches at the other end of the fence, still bearing their teeth.
Her mission was accomplished.

***

MayBell shot Benny a do something! - glance, as his pocket meowed.
"What was that?" Asked the PetStore cashier, looking in their direction.
"I think one of those kittens is hungry, maybe it's dinner time?" Questioned Benny.
MayBell and Benny were feternal twins, both with dark red ringlets, and light blue eyes.
"Would you like to feed them for me?" The cashier asked.
Benny gave MayBell's ankle a firm kick.
"Ow! I mean, uh- Not this time, it's already dark out, we best be getting home." MayBell add-libbed. Benny gave her an approving smirk.
"Alright, run along." The cashier mumbled with a small wave of his hand, not bothering to look up from his newspaper.

As soon as they were out of the store's sights, Benny removed a small, white kitten from his pocket, and held it infront of him carelessly.
"I think we'll call you.. snowball!" Smiled MayBell, snatching the kitten away from her brother.
"I think we should call you, Best Steal Yet!" Laughed Benny.
MayBell giggled, "We are to good!"

***

Fizzzzz! Screeched Tyler's spray paint can, as he moved it in a circular motion against the side of his hated highschool.
This time, this time they'l get it. He thought.
Tye continued to spray the wall, writing curses and making designs.
They'l never know who did it! He thought again, allowing a quiet laugh to escape his lips.

Tyler dropped his Neon Red spraypaint can, and picked up a black one, giving it one last coating, perfecting his masterpiece.
He then stepped back, crossing his arms and leaning to the side. He read it aloud - "Dear Idiots, you are so-"
"Caught." Boomed a starteling voice. He knew that voice.
Tyler felt a large hand on his shoulder, squeezing with a firm grip.
He gulped, Damnit.
"Tyler Meldroit.." A female voice this time. He knew this voice aswell.
He slowly turned, examining the faces of the two people.
His eyes widened, as he came face-to-face with the two people he feared the most.
His father, and his Principal.