Chapter 6: I got a Girlfriend!

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"So, you where the one who was texting me?" I asked curiously.

"Yes," her words where quiet and had a streak of sadness running through them, like when you just cried for half an hour and are trying to act happy again for someone. "I'll be helping you through your tests as well as on the battlefield. You should probably save my number into your phone so you know who's texting you..." She said nervously. She seemed nicer that the average person, maybe it's because she also seemed lonelier that the average person as well... I could almost feel her pain as she fought back tears silently behind her smile. I didn't want to embarrass her, so I didn't ask her out loud. Instead I texted: you okay?
When she read the text, she walked off into the bush area and when she was just out of view, started running. I followed her and once I finally caught up to her, she was sitting on a root crying. I decided that words wouldn't work, so I texted: What's wrong?
But before she could reply back, she started crying even harder, the tears dripping from her swollen-red eyes, down her rose-coloured cheeks and finally onto the cold, dirt floor that awaited them. She looked at her phone, typed, and then went back to crying. The text read: I'm useless... My entire job is to text instructions that the HQ gives me... Im not needed...
fighting tears, I went to reply, but stopped mid way realising that my argument would be a whole lot more valid if I just spoke. That's exactly what I did.

"You're not useless, you've helped me so much already, how can you be useless? If you haven't sent the text in the amount of detail that you did, I would have died! You saved my life once so please don't call yourself useless!" I said quietly, but with emphasis. I must have said something good because she spoke to me once more, wiping the tears as she did.

"Thank you... For telling me that I'm not useless... I believe you. I'll try my hardest to look after you and keep you alive, I will give you instructions to the final detail! Thank you!" She said happily, and quite loudly as well. She hugged me and went off with me to the rest of the group where we saw everyone packing up to go somewhere.

"Where is everyone going?" I asked the driver.

"Back to HQ, we're going to brief you on your first official mission." He said. He was very blank with his words and didn't say very much from then on until we got back to HQ, 20-30 minutes later. I got out of the car to see the girl I first saved when I shot the criminal in the house just before standing in front of me. With the biggest smile on her face, she announced that she was my new sidekick and asked if I had a girlfriend. I replied with a simple no and when I did, her entire face turned to delight. That's when she asked the question I'd never thought I'd ever hear a girl say to me in my lifetime...

"Do you mind if I be your girlfriend then? You did save my life..." She said happily and a little nervously. Her smile was bigger than ever and her face was bright red with embarrassment.
My heart started to pound. Did she really just say what I thought she said? I was just about to answer when a guy in a suit came out the front door. He looked like a professional businessman and when he spoke, it sounded firm and clear, like he new that everyone was eager to hear what he had to say. He walked up to me, firmly shook my hand and spoke.

"I'm the head man around here and your new boss. The name's joe, but no-one takes me seriously with that name so people call me boss!" He said with a glimmer of humour in his voice. " I'm thinking that we'll get along just fine, as long as you like bad puns and dad jokes! Hahaha!" He laughed at his sentence like it was the worlds best joke. He seemed pretty lay back and impressed with himself for the most part, being the big-wig I would have thought he'd be more uptight...

"Come on, I'll show you around!" The girl said. "By the way, my names Allison, you can call me Alice though, make it easier!" She said. And with a slight giggle, she lightly grabbed my hand and pulled me inside and up to the main foyer of the building.

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