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

Without wasting any time, I start to run up the stairs. The last thing I want is to be caught by a security guard and get reported to my dad. Trust me, you don't want to know what it's like when a father investigates his kid like the FBI does a criminal suspect. I sigh in relief when I spot my door locked, for a moment in the rush, I thought I'd left it open. I walk right in and gently shut it. Turning the key twice again, making sure that it's locked. Just as I turn around and start to walk into the room, two hands grab mine and tightly secure them behind my back. I open my mouth to let out a squeal but another pair of hands find their way to my mouth and my neck. I tilt my head a bit to see why the hand around my neck feels so sharp. There is a knife around my neck. Everywhere suddenly starts to darken and I feel a bit of uneasy dizziness, my legs feel weak and I automatically fall to the side, in an attempt to pass out. The h

I reach for my alarm clock that's blaring disturbing noises that somehow managed to creep its way into the dream I was having. I groan after managing to turn it off. Unable to open my eyes, thanks to my lack of quality sleep, I lie stiff on my back and groan again. Maybe six in the morning isn't such a good time to wake up when you've only had a few hours of sleep. Realizing I still have to surrender to nature and let the day takes its course, I snap my eyes open and pull the bed cover away from me. I stand to my feet and start to tuck the sheets into the bed's wooden frame,my daily routine. I yawn reflexively and start to walk towards my closet.The minute my hand pushes the closet door open,images of today's earIy memories play in my head, Janice and Lucy. I don't think I'd be able to recognize Lucy if I saw her in person but then again the fact that I know what Janice looks like doesn't mean I'll confront her either.