(this is a short story, and my first one! enjoy!:D)

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"ok britney get in the van we will go to the sceen." " OMG A VAN? WHAT IS THIS!? I WA-" " GET IN THE VAN NOW! meanwhile at the crime sceen " ok britney you just look at those pictures over there ok?" yeperozeiz!" she just skiped... to the crime sceen looked at 1 pic of a girl and instantly spit out " OMG.. this chick has sand bag boobs like BAD!! SEE? this size is waayyyy to big! dont you think!" " WHAT THE HEAK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?" i instanly draged her to the van, speed back to the agency and shoved her in the landry room. " you will be washing the lab coats today.. iv had enough of you and you just started this job 3 hours ago!" i locked her in the room and came back an hour later... I WAS HORIFIED! " ummmm these breath mints taste sooo stale!!" " BRITNEY YOU MORON THATS SOAP!!!" "reallly? then you -hicup-need new soap. because it-hicup- looks like a jumbo tic tac!" bubbles came flying out of her mouth when she hicuped. one poped in my eye and it BURNED! " ok.. YOU TICK ME OFF! IF YOU SCREW THIS UP I WILL FIRE YOU!" she instantly started crying her eyes out at me! " OMG PLLEAAAASE NO! THEY DIDENT EVEN LET ME WORK AT THE MC DONALDS BECAUSE I SPILLED MY NAIL POLISH IN THE FIRIES AND THEY YELLED AT ME FOR GETTING SUED FOR THE 20 PEOPLE THAT WERE HOSPITALIZED! WAAAAA!!!" " ok ok ok fine! i wil let you do questioning!" i draged her to the room and shoved her into a chair.
"ok brittney. there is just one thing you have to do. max our suspect will be coming in any second now to be questioned on what happend that night. all you have to do is ask who what where when why how ok? DONT SCREW THIS UP!" of corse brittney being a dits replys
(flipping around with her hair blablabla) "omg i cant look like this when im questioning people! this hot pink lipstick is Sooo not a winter shade! its a summer shade! and my mascara makes me look like im insane! DO THESE HEELS MAKE MY BUTT LOOK BIG?!?" " WILL YOU SHUT UP! I SWICHED YOU TO QUESTIONING BECAUSE YOUR A TOTAL IDIOT IN THE FIELD, AND YOU CANT EVEN WASH LAB COATS WITH OUT EATTING THE SOAP!! JUST SHUTUP AND DO THIS OK?!?" " ok. i will so totaly acomplish this today! i then heard a ding.... britneys phone...."WHAT THE HEAK? Look at her instagram selfi! those are like sooo 10 years ago! omg like-" SHUTUP ITS MAX! Remember questions only!" and i take my place in the chair next to her. then we heard the door opening, and max sat down
"OH MY GOD!.." "you talking about me?" max replied.
"where do you live, whats your number-" i then slaped my hand over britneys mouth! i couldent take it anymore! "ARRRRRRRGGGG!!! the only reason i hired you was because no one came to take the job! my add was in the paper for 5 months! 5 months britney! then you came along and i said fine!" "omg... then maby you should change your name because they think your stupid. clueless FBI agency dosent sound like a good name..."
"BRITNEY YOU ARE THE Biggest MORON I HAVE EVER LAYED EYES ON! YOUR FIERD!" i replied angrly.
she started balling!!! omg she is anyoing!
"i need an asprin... and will someone change our name! JUST CHANGE IT!" "PLEEEASE DONT FIRE ME!" "SOMONE GET BRITNEY OFF OF ME AND GET HER OUT!" "lets go britney"my gaurd came in. "get your paws off me! i am the presedent of the united states of fabulition and beauty! I WILL CALL OBAMA AND SUE U FOR MESSING UP MY HAIR! (AAAAAAAAA!!! " thats enough britney now outside thE door you go!" ) " uuu uu girl friend you did not just go there! humf!"britney marched off away. "shes out maam" "thank.. you!! now go pu-" "PLEASE TAKE ME BACK!" britney had just slamed her face up to the window! wait why is she backing up!!!??? "NO STOP BRITNEY!" "ARRRRRRRRAA" "SECURITY!!!" britney had jumped through the window smashing it!! thank gosh i had my gaurds to taze her! "put her in jail now!" i asked. no! your bossy! i quit!" yelled my gaurd "wait no! dont go! now i have no one... im out of of business.." i then hanged my out of service sign on the door.... and left..

1 year later....

"HI! welcome to fancy nails! im britney can i help you?" "hi britney... im looking for job..."

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