I get up off the bed and walk towards the door. I twist the doorknob quietly just like how I did when I wanted a midnight snack. It opens and I see a waiting room like place. There are two big double door and smaller doors lined up on the walls.
"Hello," a voice says next to me and I jump up into the air. When I turn there's a short lady, about 3'8. "My name is Ms. Adair and I will help you out while you are here."
"Um where exactly am I," I ask with a headache.
"You're at Vacation Academy" she says with a small smile. "Most parents just tell their kids they are going on vacation," she says with a chuckle.
I curse under my breath in Latin and give a fake smile to Ms. Adair. "So, what is this school for," I ask sighing.
"Not school, Academy," she says correcting me. "and it's for learning how to be an assassin." I look at her with a blank stare.
"Assassin as in killing people?" I manage to get out. Ms. Adair nods.
"Are you okay," she questions seeing my face. I nod. "Well if that's the case then lets' go get you into uniform and show you around. Ill explain more about the rules of this school as we're walking." I follow her through the double doors to see a bunch of different suitcases and uniforms. She walks to my bags and above it there are some all black jeggings with a tight fitted black shirt that says year 1 on it.
"Please change clothes," she says and turns her back. I quickly change.
"I'm done," I say holding my old clothes. Ms. Adair turns around and grabs my old clothes. She stuffs them into one of my bags.
"Is there anything really important you need to grab," she asks. I nod and grab a necklace with charms on it that I have had since Sammy moved away.
"It's my good luck charm," I explain while putting it on. Ms. Adair looks kind of shocked that I would grab a necklace.
"Oh, ok then," she says clearing up her mind. "Follow me."
We start to walk around the academy. She explains that the school is an academy to teach your core classes and how-to teach people how to not only kill, but how to forge signatures and accents(unless you know different languages), how to escape locks and rooms and how to get rid of evidence. She also explains that the school has an eye for an eye rule and an no killing rule.
Everybody gets a partner to whom they are stuck with pretty much forever. You and your partner are not allowed to be seen separated. If you are caught you both will get punished. We also don't get to go on vacations (funny right) unless you count missions as them. You do get to see your parents but only after a big mission and with your partner.
She shows me all my classes then takes me to my room which me and my partner will share. Ms. Adair knocks on the door. A gruff voice yells 'hold on'. 30 seconds later a tall boy opens the door slightly and peaks out.
"No thank you. Not interested in a new partner," he says and closes the door.
"Casey Black. Open the door now before you lose your door privileges again," Ms. Adair threatens. "or worse." I hear him groan and the door opens all the way revealing a tallish dude with black short curly hair and light brown eyes.
"This is your new roommate and partner, Miana Melodica. Mia this is Casey Black," Ms. Adair says.
"Salve," I greet with a slight nod. He just stares at me. "That means hi," I explain.
His eyebrow raises and he nods. "Hello." Ms. Adair looks at us and sighs deeply. I hear her mumble 'oh mi maldito dios' under her breath. I laugh.
"I should be saying something like that," I say looking at her. "I have to live with this now."
"You know I can hear you right?" Casey says. I nod.
"You just give off an 'I'm an asshole' vibe" I say with a shrug then walk into the room. "Thank you, Ms. Adair," I say from the room. I look around and in the words of Ms. Adair, "'oh mi maldito dios.'"
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Dedicated to my mans (my best friend) Benney344
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Vacation (discontinued)
AcciónTHIS IS IT. I MIGHT ACTUALLY DIE. TELL NO ONE ANYTHING. DONT DO ANYTHING. TRY NOT TO BLINK. IF YOU DO, I'LL BE GONE IN A SECOND. When Mia had thought of a vacation, she thought of the beach, or you know going to visit another state. Not even close...