Love and lies

 Troy's POVI fight the urge to flip the switch on and reveal the face of the unarmed burglar rummaging through our refrigerator. It's funny how fearless people have seem to become as they just break into people's houses without wondering what the future holds for them if they are caught. I clench my fists and hold the frying pan in my hand even tighter,holding my breath in and praying silently that the 'unarmed' burglar really is unarmed. The burglar seems to be unaware of my presence as he keeps on filling his bag with items from our refrigerator. I mean, who goes to people's houses just to steal food. Especially given the fact that this house has an high tech security system. I wonder how he managed to get past the gate with the amount of security men lingering around there. Or how he managed to come inside the house without knowing the password. Or how he managed to get into the living room withou

Everybody's attention suddenly drifts to the class intruder and surprisingly, she doesn't feel intimidated by all the stares she's getting. I watch as Mr Harper eyes her up and down before finally opening his mouth to speak. "And you are?" he directs at her, not even in the least trying to be nice especially since he's new. Most other new teachers only ever try their best to be on the student's good side. "Janice Willow." She answers. Her voice comes out really deep,too deep for the way her face looks. "I'm sorry, I didn't get my schedule set on time. It won't happen again, I promise." Mr Harper doesn't reply but he gives her one last head to toe scan before returning his focus back to the marker board. He writes the words, 'Social studies' with Economics in a bracket beside it, big and bold,right in the center of the board. "So majority of you should be familiar with the basics of Economics I presume." he starts to say. He's right. Majori

Troy's POV"So how was your first day in highschool?" I ask my little sister sprawled out on my bed,one of her legs crossed over the other one, lying on her back. "Well," she sighs, "It was okay I guess. It was pretty much kinda stressful but I guess in time, I'll get used to it." She says,not looking over to me sitting on the little couch in my room from across of her. "That's how it gets. It's just a matter of time." I tell her. She grabs her phone lying next to her and starts to tap on the screen."Dad's off to Asia tomorrow." She suddenly says after a few minutes of silence passes. "Asia?" I raise an eyebrow and she puts her phone down before sighing and looking at me. She nods her head a bit before replying. "Yeah. I think it's something to do with business."I sigh and stand up to walk across the room to grab a glass of water from off the table, "I miss the times

If you haven't already followed me, do now. And if you have and I didn't follow back, just tell me here and I'll do it now. Troy's POV"Troy are you okay?" Travis directs at me and rushes over to lean by my bedside. Going on one knee, he looks under my bed. Like I'd hide anyone there. I hold my forehead and groan, "I guess so? Is there a reason why I shouldn't be?" I ask him and glance in the direction of the pulled down door. I gasp and rub my eyes, "Is there a valuable reason why my door is no longer connected to its hinges?"Travis looks at the door and shakes his head, "Well we were knocking hard and you didn't open up. We spotted two burglars in the house and we thought something had happened to you since you didn't open up quick." he tells me and I groan again. "Because I was asleep!" I snap at him in a low voice,and look at the other guys looking around my room carefully. One of them looks in the direction of my closet and starts to

*Janice's POVLucy and I walk out of our last class, Computer science,with our bags straddle over our shoulders. I study the look on her face as she stares down at her feet while we make our way out of the hall. "What's wrong?"I ask her and she snaps her head up to meet my gaze. She sighs and shakes her head. "It's nothing. I'm just worried about Eric and what he'll say when you tell him we almost got caught yesterday." She tells me in a low, uncertain voice. I almost chuckle at the worry laced in her voice. I lift my left hand up and poke her right cheek. "I can't believe you're afraid of Eric, guy can't do shit to us okay? He just seems scary because he's the oldest but trust me he's still a chill dude." I tell her and she offers me a pale,obviously fake smile and I can easily tell that her worry has not dissolved. "This is not the first time I've been caught in a house." I add to my hopefully supportive point. "He's not going