Chapter 117: Chapter Fifty: Shopping with Menstrual Cycles-1

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Chapter Fifty: Shopping with Menstrual Cycles “So how long will you be gone for?” Thomas asked, my parents as they shrugged on a light coat. “A week at the most, we will be back next Sunday and I expect nothing to be broken.” She said, looking at Thomas. I stifled a laugh, but she soon turned to me with a glare. “And no one in this house making world headlines or trending on twitter.” Thomas let out a snort, “You were trending for two days, with the hashtag ‘Alice gets arrested.’” I rolled my eyes, “At least people know me.” “Not in a good way.” “Look, just listen to Melinda and Robert and nothing will go wrong.” My mother, said trying to assure herself rather than us. “You are not allowed to leave the house under any circumstances. You got me kids?” My father said, looking at me in particular. I just shrugged, it was like I was in lock down. The last day I left the house was Friday and that was only to clear out my locker from school. “What if there is an emergency?” Thomas asked, suddenly. “Like what?” My father asked, Thomas narrowing his eyes. “Like someone might have possibly hacked into some confidential records and the FBI is tracking the hacker as we speak?” Thomas mumbled, looking down at his shoes to avoid eye contact. I widened my eyes, as my mother let out a shriek. “You did what? Thomas Justine Montclair, what on earth did you do?” My brother let out a groan, as he tilted his head back. “You honestly couldn’t have given me a boy’s middle name?” I stifled my laugh, as I looked away knowing if I made eye contact with Thomas I was going to burst out laughing. “Your mother and I were expecting another girl. And your mother really loved the name Justine.” My father explained, trying to explain the rationale of picking Thomas’ middle name. He nodded his head, “Because that makes so much sense.” “I will be calling Ricky when I am on the plane to let him know that all of your electronics including your computer is confiscated while we are gone. We will be having a serious chat about this hacking business you have going on because frankly it is unacceptable.” My father told Thomas in a strict tone. I let out a few chuckles, “What is unacceptable is that a ten year old can hack into confidential records and that doesn’t scare you guys at all? Knowing that if he could do it, then anyone can.” “There is no way he could get into them without leaving a trace.” My father said. I shrugged, as my mother came around to give Thomas both and I hugs and a kiss on the cheeks. “Be good.” She said, to the both of us. I nodded my head, “Mom. You left as thousands of times before why are you so worried about us now?” I questioned. My mother just raised her perfectly sculpted eyebrows, “Do I need to repeat myself about your brother’s hobbies and you trending?” I just chuckled nervously, “I am good.” My mother just rolled her eyes, “Be good. I love you.” One of the guards opened the front door for my parents as they were ushered outside. They were flying to England for the week for some political business that I paid no attention to whatsoever. We waved as they shut the door behind themselves. I stared at the door for a couple of minutes before I turned to Thomas. “What do you want to do while-" I cut myself off when I noticed my brother was no longer there. I sighed, knowing exactly where he disappeared off to. * “That is not fair.” I said, exasperated. “You can’t have beaten me, you know nothing about cars.” Thomas just scoffed, “What does Mario Kart have to do anything with the knowledge of cars? I beat you in a stroller.” He said, amusement in his voice. I rolled my eyes chucking my controller on the couch as I took a seat. After Thomas has disappeared back into the cave he calls his room, Melinda and Ricky came up to confiscate all of his electronics. It took a lot of yelling and prying to remove Thomas off his computer. He held onto that thing as if it was his baby and it was being taken away by the government or something. But I could imagine that’s exactly how he felt at that very moment. “What do you want to do now?” Thomas questioned, taking a seat next to me. I shrugged as my phone began to ring. My phone was the one thing that my parents didn’t take away from me, they took my laptop but didn’t bother with my phone because unless they needed me or if I wanted to sneak away they could easily track me. Which I found stupid because where could I possibly go? “Hello?” I said, into the phone waiting for a response. “Get out of here you morons!” I heard Sarah yell from the other end. “But, we want to ask her something!” I heard someone respond. “Yeah, Jake and I knew there was something different about that girl. We just want to ask her things regarding security about the Whitehouse.”