Anticipation basically breathed through her, the thrill of leaping from roof to roof and the chill it gave when the night was over. It was powerful and she loved every second of it...until now, a big target but that never scared her. It was who the target was, never let personal attachments affect the steal and yet it was.

Drea knew the building, knew the secrets because she had grown up there beside her best friend, her rich best friend. Her blood was practically singing when she snuck through the laundry room window, never locked and big enough for a tree to get in. she was small so it didn't matter much to her, Drea started to sneak through the halls mostly staying overhead so the guests and servants couldn't spot her. And then she reached his door, pausing and just staring at the doorknob almost willing for it to open on its own.

It still had that strong scent of pine trees, she grazed her finger along the linen sheets and sighed deeply when suddenly the bathroom door opened and out he came. The shock on his face made him stand still, almost afraid to breathe but the second his lips started moving Drea grabbed the most valuable thing she could see and jumped out the window to a nearby roof. "Drea!? What happened?" Oliver, my partner, asked but blinded by rage Drea only turned to her mentor and snapped.

"What was he doing there? you assured me he wouldn't be there, you promised that when we stole from him I would never be associated." "I had no choice, you are a thief Drea, wake up. Because if you can't handle stealing from everyone then you need to leave the clan and survive on your own."

A/N; let me know if you want to read this!