"Damn it." I cursed under my breath, before trying to spark the wires together once more getting the same reaction. "Damn." My fingers had started bleeding on my fourth try, making me realize I wasn't getting anywhere. "Just forget about high-jacking it and go get the damn keys." Luke screamed at me, easily getting irritated by the long wait.
I sighed, stepping out of the car and hurrying over to the house. Once I saw all the lights were off I smirked and rushed over to the door. Using one of my bobby pins, I picked the lock, grinning to myself when the door opened.
I made sure to stay quiet while I was checking each room for the car keys. "Where do they keep they're freaking keys?" I mumbled to myself, continuing my search upstairs. As I walked into one of the bedrooms I saw somebody sleeping, they're arm hanging off the bed.
A wide smile spread across my lips when I saw the keys laying next to the alarm clock. Quickly and quietly I grabbed them, trying to walk as fast as I could out of the room without making any noise.
Unfortunately when I was halfway out of the room, I tripped over a pile of clothes that were just a portion of the mess in this room. "God damn it." I cursed, scowling myself, lifting myself up just when I heard a sharp gasp from behind me.
Without even looking I knew it was the owner of the car. Slowly turning around I saw it was a boy holding up a baseball bat. "Who the bloody hell are you?" My eyes went wide when I realized my cover was blown. Shit, Luke would not like this.
I didn't answer him, instead I bolted out of the room, hurrying out the door, seeing Luke still in the car. "What the hell took so lo-" I cut him off by pushing him to get back into the passenger seat. "Get in!" His expression changed from confusion to anger when he saw who was following me. "Bloody hell Hannah I told you to do one fucking thing and of course you screw it up. If you want something done you gotta do it yourself."
Ignoring him, I jammed the keys into the ignition, quickly starting up the car and pulling out of the driveway before the owner could reach us. I slammed my foot down on the gas pedal, driving down the block like a maniac.
My breathing became heavy as I was suddenly alert for any cop cars. Just as I let out a deep sigh I heard the sound of sirens behind us. Glancing in the rear view mirror, I saw two cop cars. "Shit." I grumbled. Luke, ran his fingers through his hair, clearly pissed. "See what you fucking did Hannah." I sent him a scowl, turning the block, immediately putting my foot on the breaks when I saw two more cop cars coming straight for us.
Before I knew it, a tall broad figure tugged me out of the vehicle, flipping me around and pulling my hands together. I saw the same thing happening to Luke, except he kept sending me death glares from the other side of the car.
I felt cool metal come intact with my skin before hearing the most dreadful words in my entire life. "Your under arrest."