Picky,
Short-tempered,
Impatient,
Smart,
Observer,
And a lot of other words could be used to describe Phoenix Rivera. But the word "secret agent" would be one of them totally surprises her. Unravelling secrets not just about others but about herself...
It was a dark and cold afternoon in a busy city. It looked as if it'll rain any second. A ballerina was late for her ballet classes as usual. And unfortunately, that girl was me!?
I dashed from the shower and took out a pair of dark blue jeans and a white oversized hoodie which had a non-detailed cat face. I pulled on a pair of black socks with my white lace up boots.
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Ria's outfit ☝️
I sat on my bed taming my crimson mane-I mean my crimson hair- it was kinda annoying me bcoz my hair kept on getting stuck on the comb. I gave up taming it and used a blow dryer to dry it. When it was dry I pulled it up into a ponytail.
I tucked up some stray strands on to the backside of my ears. That's when my little six-year-old cousin, Chelsea came in. She was staying at our place bcoz my aunt aka my mom's older sister was away for a business trip.
And like you guessed; Chelsea wasn't alone. Her older brother was staying here too. His name was Alexander; Alex for short. Unfortunately for me; he was seventeen years old. Two years older than me!
Ughh!
I'll have to listen to him and if I don't he's probably gonna tell mom that I didn't write my math test! And that I picked a fight with a classmate.
Ohh I'm sooo dead if mom knows!
I almost forgot Chelsea was in my room! Oops!
"Hey Chelss! What's up?" I asked her. She looked me with puppy dog eyes. Uh-oh.... She's gonna ask me to do something... Or not?
"Mmmm?" I tried. She suddenly burst into tears.
Holy cricket! Me and crying kids; surely don't go well together. It wouldn't have been a problem if it's me and just a kid. Not a crying one!
"Uhh? Chelsea... It's okay! Please stop crying..." I squeaked. She was little but still managed to give me a bear hug. She wiped her tears and said;
"Uni! I want Uni!"
"Who's Uni?" I thought out aloud.
"My unicorn plushie.. She's missing!" she whimpered.
Geez! She was talking about the unicorn plushie I gave her for her birthday. Hmmm....
"Umm.. you remember where you left it last time?" I asked to comfort her.
Before she could answer, a screaming-mom made me jump!
"Ria!! Get down here you're already late!" Mom screamed.
"Mom, I can't find my ballet shoes." I replied kinda calmly.
Chelsea looked at me with her puppy dog eyes again.
Uhhhh one thing I can't resist!
I said; "Chelsea, why don't you go and ask Alex about it? Maybe he saw it somewhere."
