AMALIA'S P.O.V
"Your sister should be in this room." she opened the door. It was empty. I sighed.
"Are you sure you know where your going?"
"Don't question me on my work," she turned and looked at me, "She must of went looking for you." she pushed a button on her earpiece and spoke.
"Jessie to Casey, do you copy?"
"Roger that."
"Hey, is the girl with you?"
"How do I know your Jessica?"
"Casey come on!"
"Prove your Jessica!"
"Casey, if you do not stop playing around I will rip off your eyelashes the next time I see you!"
"Yep, sounds like Jessica!"
"CASEY!"
"Ok, yes we do."
"Meet me in the conference room please, I have her sister."
"Rodger that." she began to walk down another hallway.
"Hey! Wait up!," I yelled as I ran up to her, "What's your deal?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're so uptight!"
"NO I'm not, I'm just serious about my work!"
"So you show no emotion?"
"I tend to not allow emotions get in the way of my work."
"Why? Are you a robot or something?"
"You're so childish!" she walked faster.
"And you're so emotionless, what's your problem? Are you some kind of freak?" Jessica stopped. She clenched her fist. She turned around and got in my face.
"Don't EVER call me a FREAK!" she raised her fist.
"Have anything else to say?" I coughed and pinched my nose.
"Want a breath mint?" Jessie put her fist down and smiled.
"Your funny." she started walking forwards. We came to a huge door.
"WOW! What's behind there?!? A 5 star hotel?!?"
"No, it's just a conference room" she opened the doors.
"This is a conference room?!? It's platinum! LITERALLY!"
"Yeah, it was layered in gold, but we thought that it was too.. cheap," my jaw dropped in awe, "You can go ahead and take a seat at the table.."There were 2 men currently sitting at the table with one looking vaguely familiar.
"Hello Justin, Hello.. Michael! Your nose! It's-"
"Yeah, I noticed Jessie!" He looked up and saw Amalia. He blushed. Amalia walked over and sat next to him.
"Hi.."
"If you want to smash anything else, feel free to do so.."
"I'm so sorry about that..."
"Really? You seemed very content on smashing my nose.."
"I really am sorry... Michael is it?" Michael nodded his head.
"Yeah.."
"Can you forgive me?" Michael looked at her and smiled.
"Sure." just then the doors flew open and a cart came in.
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Mission Impossible
Teen FictionDazya and Amalia have been living in sunny side California on what they thought was the perfect life. Beside their parents being away all the time, living with there grandfather and little brother has been a breeze! But when a terrible accident lead...
