<strong>Name</strong>: Jadaria Brookes (Jade)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Walking to the school<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Frankie<br/><strong>Date</strong>: July 28, 2012<br/><strong>Time</strong>: 8:00ish A.M.<br/><hr/><br/>Jade cracked her neck and looked in the direction that Frankie had pointed in. She was silent as she watched the kids run from one end of the field to the other, kicking a black and white ball towards one of the two goals posted. Her eyes shifted from them to the parking lot, which was mostly empty, and finally to the bleachers. "Okay... I get what you are saying, but from the looks of the parking lot... We still have quite a bit of time before practice is over? Why not take your time with this one. A good thief is fast enough to never get caught, a great thief is smart enough to spend as much time as they wish." She stopped completely, watching the kids run again. "It's a fact that the human eye responds more to quick movement rather than changes over time. These kids are young, which means the majority of them still have extremely sharp eyesight. The more you try to rush things, the more likely you are to fail. Also, take into account that they are high school students. They will notice if you steal something like a cell phone or an ipod so the whole bag might have the cops checking the security cameras." Jade smiled as she pointed to the corner of a building across the street. "There is another one there and a third one there." She pointed each one out before beginning to walk again.<br/><br/>"The key is to take one item at a time until you have what you want. Exactly what you want. No guessing, no trouble." She offered her advice, pausing as they neared their targets. Slipping beneath the bleachers, Jade took her time locating one of the girl's purses. Slowly she slipped her hand inside the fabrics of the bag and felt around, withdrawing a pair of expensive sunglasses. "What do you think? Here try them on." She handed the shades over to Frankie. "The glass has an amber tint... Not something that I particularly like, but I'm not going to be the one wearing them. You have to like them." She laughed before moving on to one of the boy's bags. It wasn't long before she had gathered a notebook, a few mechanical pencils, a pack of crazy colored pens and a granola bar. She looked pleased with herself as she tucked the smaller objects away in pockets and held the notebook against her chest. "Find anything interesting?" She asked Frankie, turning to look at her new friend.