this should be fired,” Aries said.
Sara grinned. Her phone beeped and she checked it, immediately sending a text back. Aries assumed it was Colin by the way she smiled. She’d never understand for the life of her why her best friend liked the biggest jerk in school.
“Hey, the guy from Greenpeace is picking his nose,” Sara said as she put her phone back in her purse. “Now, is that any way to represent a company?”
“Seems very natural to me,” Aries said. “Isn’t Greenpeace about nature?”
Sara giggled. “It must be environmentally friendly.”
“Still,” Aries said. “This is weird. I’ve never seen a protest that protested everything before. Doesn’t that kind of defeat the purpose?”
They watched the various groups standing around in the street. There were a lot of irritated faces in the growing crowd. No one seemed to know what was going on. People were filling up the sidewalks and overflowing onto the streets, where confused motorists slowed down and honked theirhorns. A bus driver pulled over and started screaming at a group of teenagers wearing black hoodies and ripped jeans. They yelled back, refusing to move.
More people showed up. A lot of people stopping now had puzzled expressions. Many of them were just hanging out like Aries and Sara. They’d heard the commotion blocks away and had come down to check things out. Several started texting on their phones. A group of German tourists wearing Vancouver tourism shirts chattered away while taking pictures on expensive cameras. Aries listened to an animated girl on her phone screaming at her friends to come down and join the fun. Someone bumped into her, and her phone flew through the air to where another girl stomped on it accidentally with her combat boots.
“Hey!”
Aries looked up and saw Becka Philips and Joy Woo heading over toward their table.
“This is crazy, right?” Joy said loudly. The noise on the street was growing and she had to shout. “Can you believe it? We were just down by the SkyTrain and they’ve got the cops bringing out the riot gear. We saw tear gas!”
Becka nodded excitedly. “Might be a good time to split. It’s worse down there. The cops are getting pissed.”
“This is so weird,” Aries said. “Any idea what’s going on?”
Someone shouted from behind the girls. Aries leaned around Joy to get a better look. Two of the boys in the black hoodies had picked up a newspaper box and threw it at a parked car. Glass shattered and the car alarm immediately went off.
“It’s all over the news,” Joy said. “Apparently it’s a bunch of computer hackers. They sent out multiple messages on all these Vancouver forums. Just about every single protest group got e-mail information to come down to Granville.”
“So someone made it all up?” Sara looked impressed.
“Seems like it.”
Farther down the street, a homeless man held up an empty Starbucks coffee cup, begging for change. A guy wearing an expensive leather jacket punched the cup, sending change scattering into the gutter. When the man got down on his knees to retrieve the money, someone kicked him.
“Anyway, you should get out of here,” Joy said. “We’re gonna head back around. I’ve got my car parked a few blocks off Davie. Hopefully we can still get to it. Do you need a ride?”
Aries glanced over at Sara. They’d taken the SkyTrain down. If the police were gathered by the station with riot gear, they might not be able to get back on. It might even be temporarily closed. The thought of walking home definitely wasn’t appealing.
“Yeah, we could use a ride,” Sara said. “Only if you don’t mind.”
“No worries,” Joy said. “But let’s go now before it gets even crazier.”
Aries stood up and Sara reached under the table to find her purse. Aries saw the brick coming first. She managed to grab Sara, pulling her back and away before the window shattered. Glass and part of a neon sign rained down on where the two of them