Chapter 12 - goats among sheep
March 25th, 2025 - 1:11 P.M.
Hazel watched as Xavian cowardly walked away, completely ignoring her calls for help.
"Woooow. Well, fuck you too," she muttered, arms thrown up.
We need more adderalls..." Hazel declared with a mock-serious tone, pacing. "And then maybe the men these days would have some balls to help a fair maiden when she's in trouble!"
She threw her hands up in exaggerated exasperation, then placed one over her heart. "Whatever happened to chivalry? Is it truly dead?"
Hazel gasped theatrically, spinning on her boots heel and pointing to herself with wide, innocent eyes.
"Is a princess like myself all alone, with no knight to protect her?"
She staggered back a step as if stricken with heartbreak, raising the back of her hand to her forehead like a fainting damsel. "Whatever shall I do, Selene?"
...
Hazel Selene....."Hellooo? Earth to Selene?"
waves hand in front of my face
"Give me the attention I rightly
deserve! Quit staring at cars you can't see through."
I blinked, slowly tearing my eyes away from the car parked just down the street.
The windows were too dark. Tinted beyond regulation. It hadn't moved in twenty minutes.
Selene
absently "...Right. Sorry What are you on about."
I turned to face Hazel, but her eyes flicked back-just once-over her shoulder.
The car still hadn't moved.
Hazel
geez you're paranoia showing but anyway back to what I was saying
Selene
"It was never alive. Historically, chivalry was made because the king was afraid of what the knights were doing to the lower class-especially the women and children."
Hazel
Rolls her eyes speaking in a nerdy mocking tone
Well thanks for the input "Fucking nerd."
Selene
Muttering "A nerd who knows how to add a neurotoxin to those disgusting chips you like."
Hazel
First off BITCH, calling Lay's potato chips disgusting is a crime that should get you burned at the steak .
"Second If I die, people will start a revolution in this country-which would be all on you."
She sighed dramatically and then gestured to the quiet surroundings.
"Anyway, I digress. The 'woman-indistress' protocol didn't work This loser still here."
Selene
"There's barely anyone here. Probably 'cause of orientation or something."
Travian
Walking closer Yo What? What the hell are you two even talking about? fucking, protocol, knights and potato chips???
Do y'all even know what block yall on man I'm sick of this shit empty your pockets before bullets starts flying.
Hazel
Turning toward him "Hey, hey! pipe down, pistol penis. We will give you attention later like right now we're having adult conversations."
Travian Stopping in his tracks, blinking
"Penis wh—? Ahh, hell nah, BITCH!!! You ain't about to do me like that.
Who the hell you think you're talkin' to? I'm certified in these streets. You must not have heard about me I'm part of T.H.E Murder Gang, you little hoe?"
His face twisted in anger like he was about to pop a vessel.
In one aggressive motion, he grabbed Hazel by the collar and shoved the barrel of a gun Right on her temple.
"Don't think I won't put my hands on you just 'cause you a little girl. I'm done playing games. You already wasted too much of my damn time with this shit ."
Hazel's eyes dropped calmly to the hand clutching her collar, then flicked back up at him. She tilted her head ever so slightly, unfazed.
"So, like… why is this kind of hot?
Oh, waaaait
is this where we kiss,
and I develop Stockholm syndrome?
Then we get married.
Have 13 kids.
Live in a trailer with a low-paying job.
There's a lingering suspicion
that one of us is cheating on the other
only to find out
both of us were cheating
the whole time?"
Travian
"...Just-what are you even-?"
With no warning, Hazel twisted his wrist simultaneously kneeing him in the liver
She then She looks him dead in the eye as her smile growing bigger as she slowly twists his arm until a circular satisfying snap.
Travian winced and swung the pistol at her head.
Hazel stepped in instead of back. She drove her forehead into the weapon. Pain exploded across her skull but She didn't care the impact knocked the magazine loose. It hit the pavement and skidded away.
She didn't give him time to recover.
Palm strike to the chin. His head snapped back as followed up with a sharp Elbow to the cheek
Travian staggered back, his shoes
scraping for balance. Hazel slid into his center line and sent a cut-kicked to his right
He panics and tries to guard the incoming kick with both arms
Hazel's grin widened utter Glee. he took in the bait She rechambered her leg turned the motion into a roundhouse gunning straight for his left cheek
Bone met bone.
Travian went down hard, the air torn from his lungs. He lay there, gasping, eyes unfocused.
Hazel stood over him, chest rising and falling with the devilish smile satisfaction with her handiwork, she bent and picked up the fallen magazine, turning it over in her hand like a trophy.
Hazel
"Told you there weren't any bullets in it anyway. We already wasted too much time here-let's go."
when she turned to Selene, her brow furrowed.
Hazel
"What's up with you?"
Selene
(Pouting) "My first time getting robbed was stolen by that guy. That's like... a lifetime experience. Ruined."
Hazel Oh my God. Are you for real right now? Why are you so cute sometimes?
Hmm. She scratched her chin, mock-thoughtful.
Hazel
"Well... technically, if you rob him, then he's not the robber anymore. So it kinda invalidates the whole robbery, right?"
Selene
(Grinning) "Mmm... Actually, That weirdly makes sense ."
I crouched down beside Travian's barely-conscious body, rummaging through his pockets. She pulled out his wallet, some prescription weed, and a pack of strawberry sour belts.
Hazel you take his shoes
Hazel
(Mandarin) 他们装不下我
( But they can't fit me )
Selene
"Shut up and just put them on, just for orientation."
Hazel
"You know, this would have been a way better experience for the both of us if you weren't such a meanie."
Selene
"No, dealing with you, this still would've been a pain in my ass even if I wasn't such a so-called meanie. Alright, now we can go."
Hazel
"Right behind you."
ask the two run deeper into campus
A Car Watches.
From a distance, a car with blacked-out tinted windows idled. The engine purred low as the driver watched the two girls disappear into the campus gates of Eleanor Academy.
Ma
took a long sip of deep red wine, her gaze fixed on her girls who were now entering college for the first time.
'21 Bordeaux, if the aroma doesn't lie."
Kuzaki
"Your nose is impressive almost as sharp as your tongue. Or almost as sharp as what you used to be, if those old stories were true."
"But either way I must say that's Selene, girl. must have noticed us."
Ma
"Yeah She definitely has... but she'd have no way of telling it's us. This car is so improved-visibility-proof and even smell-proof. Our identities are fine."
Now let's talk about business