The Nerd's Secret (On Hold)

Chapter 10

Michael Trevino as Jared Harte, but you guys can imagine him as you'd like ;)

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Sara's POV

The clock read 10:00.

I decided on wasting no time on waiting around before I would go and steal. I quickly got dressed in black leggings and Aaron's black hoodie which was really big since he was more than a foot taller than me. Sometimes I really hate being short. People used to pick on me when I was younger because of my size which sucked a lot. But now, it kinda comes in handy while I sneak around.

I waved goodbye to Aaron and grabbed a small duffle bag to put everything in and walked out into the cold, midnight black streets. The cold air breezed past me making me wish that I've brought my jacket but it would only slow me down.

Aaron told me about this one house, apparently, a family of 3 just moved there. They live in a pretty safe neighbourhood so I doubt that they would think that someone would rob them. As I'm nearing the front of the house, I can't help but feel as if I'm doing something I shouldn't be doing.

Oh, wait.

I am.

As I step onto the front door steps and take out Aaron's lock picking kit, I feel as if I'm being watched. One half of me is saying, go back home. There can be other ways to get money. This is too risky.

But the other half is just telling me how I need to do this for my brother. It's going to get better, don't worry, you're not going to get caught.

My anxiety is going to be the death of me one day.

I ended up successfully picking the lock. Thank god it was a short lock. I only learned how to pick a lock last year, so I'm glad that I was able to pick this one.

I opened the door with it only making a little squeak and step in. My heart was beating so hard, you could hear it a mile away. My whole body was shaking and sweating as I tried to take quiet steps in the house. I take a couple of breaths to calm myself down and put the giant hood of the sweater that I'm wearing over my head.

The house was furnished from what I could see in the dark with some boxes filled with what looked like picture frames. The house looked like your typical family home with all the essentials: couch, television, dining table, etc.

Without turning the lights on, I found the kitchen and as I step in, I feel the floor let out a few creaks that I decide to ignore. I quickly opened the fridge quietly, getting my duffle bag ready. Inside of the fridge had a lot of things in it. A lot of it was healthy items like fruits, eggs, and milk. Since they had two cartons of eggs I decided to take one of them. I also took some things like unopened cartons of milk and orange juice, fruits, veggies and cold cuts.

I quietly closed the fridge and started to look around more, still trying to contain my nervousness. I spotted a loaf of bread inside plastic packaging and stuffed that into the duffle bag too until I heard a noise. The noise sounded like a creak in the stairs which can only mean one thing.

I'm not alone.

I wanted to run but my legs were frozen in shock as I mentally slap myself for being so pathetic. I got a glimpse of the man as he ran down the stairs. The only thing I could make out from the dark was his dark hair and manly figure. But it wasn't just any man.

It was Jared Harte.

Oh my fucking God. This can not be happening.

I took off immediately, running as fast as I could with my duffle bag in my hand. I didn't dare look back because it would only slow me down. Holy crap, did he see my face? This could be bad, really bad. If he called the police, I would be so screwed, but most of all, my brother would be screwed.

My brother would be left alone with my god-awful uncle. Who knows what he would do to him? The thought alone made me want to throw up so I just decided to put all my thoughts aside and keep sprinting down the street like a mad woman.

Jared's POV

The clock read 5:00.

I just finished my homework and now I'm just chilling on my bed, rewatching The Walking Dead series. The images of Sara were raking through my mind, I just wanted to know what happened to her.

Obviously, I didn't buy her awful, unplanned excuse, I'm not that stupid. But the thought of someone hurting her made my blood boil and my heart beat up against my rib cage. I don't know what it is about her, maybe it might be her mysteriousness and closed off personality, her temper, her fiery red hair or her dimples.

Damn.... her dimples.

I didn't think I would like someone so quickly without getting to know them first, but my heart made a decision the moment I stepped into math class that morning and caught a glimpse of her. I swear my heart skipped a beat.

People say it's bad to fall for someone so quickly, how it's going to get you hurt in the end. But I highly doubt it, I mean, why wouldn't she want to be with me? I'm hot.

A sudden knock on my bedroom door brings me out of my thoughts as I remembered one thing. My door was shut. Crap.

"Come in," I called out.

In came my mother with a very pissed off expression. "Why was your door closed? Mijo, you know you're not allowed to do that."

"Mum, I'm 16!" I defend, even though she doesn't care.

"Hey, change your tone, or I'll change it for you," She threatens and I decide to obey her. The one thing I've learned from over the years is to never disobey a Hispanic mother. Ever.

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry mama, I won't do it again!" I reassure and she bought it but sticks around to tell me something else.

"O yes, Mijo, papa and I are going to be working the night shift at the hospital tonight, so don't stay up late, you know the rules."

"Can I invite Matt over?" I ask with hope, even though I probably already know the answer.

She lets out a humourless laugh which basically means "no".

For the rest of the time, I just keep binge watching Netflix shows until I fall asleep.

Creak

I shot up from my bed from the noise. I have always been a light sleeper, so the slightest noises wake me up. I didn't think much from that one creak so I slowly let myself drift into darkness again.

Creak

Creak

I shot up from my bed, once again and didn't rethink the choice of going downstairs. My parents are supposed to be home in the morning, so it couldn't be them. I don't have a pet or anything, so it must be an intruder.

I softly start to step down the stairs to where the living room and kitchen are and that's when I see the robber. My hands started to become sweaty and my heart was beating a mile a second. They were stuffing a bag with a loaf of bread and when they spotted me, they started to run out the door. I ran after them but I knew that it was no use because of the head start that they got.

The last thing I remember seeing from her was her fiery red hair.

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Chapter 10 is up!

And can we just take a moment to realise how cute Jared is?

Sooo.... Jared may or may not know that it's Sara.....

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