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Max was the mastermind behind every plan the made, and Nikki was the one who carried it out. They were a modern-day and teenage Bonnie and Clyde, and this was their first heist. A small, insignificant bank called the Camper's Bank held everyone's money in the small town of Pinewood. The perfect place for a breakout crime.
They sat in the banged-up truck Nikki had, which was functioning just enough to make a good getaway in Pinewood, and just enough stolen fluid to make it all the way to Baltimore to step it up. Maybe Max'll take her suggestion of stealing a bald eagle. It's been on her bucket list since she was twelve, and can you imagine having a bald eagle as a pet? Overthrowing a country with the mascot on your shoulder! It sounds so cool to her.
"Nikki, you go in there and act like you're trying to deposit your latest payday," Max explained, handing her a manila envelope, "And keep them distracted. I'll sneak in from the back, and take control of the security system. From there, I'll disarm the electronic security, and then I'll give you the signal. Nikki, what's the signal?"
Nikki stuck the envelope in her teal purse. "You'll move the security camera on the wall near the bathrooms left to right three times, and then I announce that we're robbing the bank!" Nikki responded, which must have been the right answer, because Max pulled her by the overall straps and kissed her, fiercely and powerfully. Nikki, in turn, entangled her fingers in the curly black mess he called hair. They went back and forth in a somewhat musical rhythm, with the song 'Everybody Talks' playing in the background. Nikki likes the song, it's fun and catchy and it was the song playing on the bus as she entered Camp Campbell, where Nikki first met Max.
As the song began to close, Max was the one to pull away, but Nikki wasn't disappointed. The look in his eyes, like the entire world was going to change right then and there, was an ending enough. "We'll be rich," Max promises, running his fingers on the denim she was wearing, "And we'll rule the world. I'll be the one who runs the chaos..."
"And I'll be the one making it!" Nikki exclaims, and she smiled over at her love. He was messy, he was cunning, he was the catch everyone wanted, and sometimes got, but she was the one who kept. Max was the person who could tame her crazy, who could make her seem normal. Feel normal. She loved that; the Flowerscouts never really gave her that kind of feeling. Her mom never gave her that feeling. Nikki looked to the bank.
Maybe that's why she wanted chaos. It was something she knew, something she could have and could never be taken away from her. Sometimes Nikki worried Max might drop her, like her mom with her boyfriends.
"Nikki?" Max asked. "Are you ready?"
Nikki turned to him. The blue eyes that made him different, the impossible genes in a impossible mind, that made her pull herself into the reality of things. They were here, and she's going to rob a bank. Normal 16 year old stuff. Nikki shook off the nerves and the terror, and filled herself with excitement.
"All right, let's go!" Nikki yelled.