Killed By Crew

Chapter 1

I walked down the busy halls of Burton High trying to get to my homeroom with Mrs Larsen. I had two minutes and seventeen seconds to get there before the school bell would go off. It was an automatic time set I have that I would always know the time.

Weird? Yeah.

Reliable? Defiantly.

I was being shoved from side to side by people rushing to get to their classes. They didn’t even notice me but isn’t that what I wanted? To be invisible so it would be easier for me to do what I do without having suspicion?

I sighed loudly while making my way through the crowed halls. Every where I looked I could see people talking to their friends or making out with their boyfriends or girlfriends. I mean even weird Len with the terrible acne had a friend, Marcus, the school’s Goth.

And then there’s me. The loner, the friendless no body that everyone ignores. Well mostly.

As I entered the classroom, most of the kids had come in and taken their seats, leaving the front mostly empty. I slid into a desk, two seats from the front and fidgeted, waiting for the teacher.

There was laughing and horrible comments about me coming from the back of the room, coming from non-other than Tessa Martin. My life in school was not the nicest part about my day but what could I do about it. It’s typical high school. I ignored it though as usual.

This may shock you but we actually used to be really good friends, Tessa and I. When we were really young and I mean really young.

It all changed though when she discovered make-up, mini skirts and the opposite sex.

Boy, which was quite a while ago.

She began hanging out with other shallow, self centred girls just like she turned out to be. The minute she was in was the minute she chose to tease and pick on me, making my school life pretty much suck.

Tessa is what high school movies call the ‘’IT Girl’’ around here. The movie business could get a few hints on how to improve the bitchy girl roles in their movies from her.

Believe me, take it from someone like me who has had drinks spilled on my shirts, embarrassed in front of my peers and tripped in the hallways. This girl is a beast with her slim figure the guys drool over, her styled black hair that probably took her half the morning to do and her perfect manicured nails. The only thing the bitch doesn’t realise is that I could kill her in less than two seconds.

Okay, so I can’t do that because it would blow my cover, get me sent to prison and in all honesty not even worth it.

Hey! I can dream though can’t I?

One thing that irritates the hell out of me though is that she’s dating my brother. I mean could you honestly not see the captain of the cheerleading squad and the school’s best quarterback not dating? Its not rocket science.

Total cliché in a high school!

‘’Look what the garbage trucks forgot to pick up today.’’Tessa’s high pitched, bitchy voice floated from the back. Every single day I suffered through her bullshit crap, it took all my self control not to just slam her dumb head into the desk, leaving her face paint marked on the hard surface.

Don’t say that! Poor desk! Now that it something I could laugh at.

‘’Hey! Trash can! I’m talking to you!’’ There was laughter all around the class that died down as Mrs Larsen entered the class giving me an escape for replying back to her. The whole lesson I barely paid attention and that includes the rest of the classes up until it was lunch time.

I walked into the cafeteria and got lunch. Nothing gourmet because we all know school food sucks, but I got a apple anyway and made my way outside and sat down underneath one of the big trees that provided shade for about fifteen people. Not that I had fifteen people to join me because I really don’t.

At school I’m what you would call a loner, a weird kid with no friends. I dress like a geek with baggy jeans, oversized t-shirts and huge glasses. I am completely alone at the school of hell. Since Tessa, she managed to make my life a misery and scare people off from speaking to me. The worst part about that is people listened to her. There was no ‘’I don’t care about what that slut thinks, I wanna be your friend’’.

No!

There was no-one like that here so I just accepted it and focused on my life goal, the goal being that I keep up appearances until I can get the hell out of this town.

I ate my apple in silence until my pager inside my front pocket started to buzz against my leg.

Yes, I mentally cheered!!!

Work! My insides did a small flip as I confirmed my guess taking out the pager and giving it one look.

Silent Hawk. Ten mocking birds.

It was in code. Yeah I know what you’re thinking, it’s all a bit hollywoodish don’t you think, but it does come in handy having code. You never know when it could be intercepted.

This code, the firm I worked for used, basically told me that there was a new job for me waiting. The excitement in my system was slowly turning into adrenaline just thinking about it, the thrill of taking out a target.

Okay, you might think I’m some kind of psycho for getting excited about taking someone’s life but you’re wrong. It’s not about just killing someone. It’s about killing someone to save a hundred. You know that kind of thing? Taking out bad guys? Well that’s how I see it.

The firm I worked for only killed people who caused a real threat to society. Before I found the firm, I basically took out my own targets I got from hacking into the police station’s files. You know, for the police service, they don’t have proper security.

Anyway, I took out the targets and left to be untraceable.

It was short and sweet, hardly any complications.

This is how I live my life even in the firm. I didn’t have to change anything.

I’m an assassin by nature.

I’m Taylor Crew to the people around me and Silent Hawk to the firm, but really deep down inside, my true self, is Silent Hawk all the way. I don’t have any friends and I hardly talk much.

There’s no reason to talk except when spoken directly to me which is hardly ever, and when I do, I usually give short answers. You could say that I’m not a people person or just not that interested in peoples crap. Yeah, I’m gonna go with the last reason. That sounds just like me.

I heard the bell ring in the distance, braking my train of thoughts. I gathered my pager and threw the apple core in the waste bin I walked passed, quickly making my way to my History lesson.

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Okay so there it is. The first Chapter.

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