Hot And Dangerous

Hey everyone, My mate from school has written an story on here but she got stuck and bored of it and it wasn't getting many views so she asked me if i could help her rewrite it so i am, the story use to be called: My Sister, My Friends, My Life As A Spy...

So i hope you like it.

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Chapter One

It was the day after my sisters funral. She had been murderd,and i had no idea who by or why. Normally i could cope with things like this, it was my training, because i was a spy. But this time was diffrent, this time it was personal. I had been awake most of the night just stairing at the cealing, rembering her because she was the only thing i had, after my perents died we were both recruted to become spies, we didnt see each other much manly due to the fact we had diffrent teams for our missions. 

I live in a spy house, basically i live in a house with other girl spies my age, we are a team that go on missions together, altogther there are four us including me, and dueing the last couple of week i haven't needed them as spies but as friends and they were as they helped me through this time. It must of been about nine O'clock when someone gently knock on my door "hey chaz are you awake?" Charlie was my real name but the girls called me chaz for short, "yeah sort of" i replied back as i sat up, the door opened and in walked a darked hair girl with emraled green eyes. It was bex she was the girl i got on most with out of anyone and she was very energetic and kind of crazy on fashion. "Oh good your still in your pj's i want to help you get ready i'v got some important news" bex litraly dragged me by my ankels off the big dubble bed and into my on-suit bathroom.

I look in to the large mirror hanging over the sink, i was the excact copy of my sister apart from our age and eyes, we both had pale skin (well lets face it you dont get a lot of sun in england because its always raining) and alburn colour hair. Her eyes use to be grey but mine are dark brown somtimes they even looked black, my sister died at the age of 17 i am only 15 apart from that we were just like twins.

After i had showered bex chucked me a plain black tank top, some skiny jeans and a american jersey style jacket before she applyed my makeup and did my hair into a messy bun, belive me if i hadnt been trained to withstand torture then i would have screamed the place down because bex can pull hair HARD!!!

When we were done i grabed my silver locket, all the girls in the house wore these it had a picture of us on a beach after we compleated our first mission together, i rushed down staires and into the kitchin where liz and kirsty were arguing, "if i add suger to the cereal its going to add more calories" Kirsty said trying to be calm. Kirsty (or Kirst) was the only one of us who was not english, she was from america, she had come over here on a mission and loved it so much she stayed, she was also handy to have in a fight because she could really kick arse. "Well if you put it like that..." liz said carfully, liz did not have much self confidence and was a bit vunrable so we always tryied to keep an eye on her when we were on a mission. But dont let the blond hair fool you, she was probaly the smartest out of all of us and could hack into any computer in a heart beat. "Would you two stop arguing, it is way too early" i yelled over the noise.

I walked over to the fridge and grabed a redbull, we may be spies but it don't mean we can cook, we mainly lived off of energy drinks and microwave meals. "so whats the imporant news?" i said with a smile. Sitting around all the time was starting to get boring and i need somthing to do to clear my mind of last week.