Agent Powers 5 -- Looking farther ()PRP for me and Branch!

Lauren shrugged, though he couldn't see her. "Yup, really. So deal with it."

Jacob blew out a huge breath silently. So frustrating.

Lauren grinned. She loved to be troublesome, according to Lauria.

Jacob sat down against the wall, prepared to wait. His head rested on his knees lightly.

Lauren shrugged. Idiot. The door wasn't even locked. She stood up and growled at the dress.

Jacob reached up with his hand, to test the doorknob. When it turned, he was surprised. He got up, and opened the door.

Lauren ignored him. She saw a book lying in the corner, and picked it up. Surprisingly, it was about Anna's agency.

Jacob rolled his eyes. She was such an irritant, an immature child. But yet he still liked her. Argh.

Lauren started to read the book. It was all about the agency, everyone and everything. She growled. "Now I know how you and your brother hack our stuff." She muttered. She read about her and all her friends. Gr. It made her mad that she was in a book.

Jacob rolled his eyes. "It makes you mad to be in a book?" He muttered.

Lauren rolle dher eyes. "Some people don't want everyone to know about them." She defended herself.

"It's not like everybody reads it," Jacob replied.

"Except you, Mitchell, and Cory." She retorted.

He shrugged. "It's mostly them that read it, I didn't know you were in it, actually."

Lauren shrugged again. "Hm." She murmered.

Jacob just shrugged as well, not really talking much.

Lauren was still skimming the book. "Hmm."

Jacob was reading over her shoulder now, curious.

Lauren flipped the page. There, in Corys neat handwriting, was passwords and codes to about anything in the HQ. "Oh. He's dead meat." She grumbled.

Jacob grinned.

Lauren rolled her eyes, and rippe dteh page out. "Gr."

Jacob scowled, grabbing the page. "Hey!"

Lauren growled. "Give it!" She retorted, snatching it back.

Jacob growled, grabbing it roughly back. "No!"

Lauren tackled him. "Yes!" She snarled grabbing it back and running toward the door.