Snippet #2511411

Making up excuses for his actions was like Elijah's superpower. At least that's what he considered it. He had three powers, actually. Running, sneaking, and making excuses. He was always good at those. So when the girl wanted an explanation, one easily slipped past his lips,"Itsa game, dummy. Have ya eva heard of a race?"

He didn't even turn around, still determined to keep that 'period' attitude. "And it is too."

As the rambled back and forth, Elijah subconsciously made his way towards the abandoned building. He walked through all the puddles until he made it to the front door. He stopped, realizing that he had walked to it for some odd reason. But in an attempt to make look like he knew what he was doing, he pretended to fidget with the lock as if he was trying to pick it. He gave a fake groan, as if frustrated that it was locked and looked over at one of the cracked windows.