"You can't go outside," James tells you. "I am under strict orders from your parents not to allow you out of the house." Is this guy for real? You're the richest kid in the world. You should be able to do anything you want. No way you are going to stay stuck in the house, you decide. "Oh come on, James. I want to hang out with my friends. I won't be gone long. And my parents never have to find out. It will be our little secret." You flash him your best smile. He doesn't smile back. "Out of the question," he tells you. "I have my orders. I intend to follow them. And you will too." "Okay, fine!" Obviously, you aren't going to get anywhere with this guy. "I'll stay here." Then you wave him away with your hand. "Uh, thank you, James, that will be all." James doesn't move. You let out a sigh. "Don't worry," you assure him. "I'm not going anywhere." "Very good," James answers. He gives you a quick bow, then turns and walks out of the room. You listen to his footsteps echoing down the long hallway. As they fade away, you pop your head out of the doorway. The coast is clear. ______________________________________ Sneak out of the house on PAGE 48. |