Scorpion: A New Member

Chapter 1: Someone new

I walk in to the diner to see six people sitting at the front table, four men and two women. Four of which (a man with a fedora, a slightly larger man, a man wearing a tie and a women with black hair) are geniuses the other two are not. They don't notice me as I walk in. I'm a short girl (about 5'1/5'2), with brown hair, and olive skin. I'm wearing black converse, black high waisted jeans, and a slightly cropped long sleeve turquoise shirt. I sit down at my usual table and begin to write about what I see and the calculations of everything, I do this everyday when I come here. I come here to get away from everything, my mother died during child birth, and my father left four years ago. I'm only fifteen and I've been living by myself for four years. I sit there for about a half an hour writing, then I decide to watch the six people work. I sit and watch, they are in destress about something and are trying to solve a code. I walk over to the long table and push the man with the tie over a bit so I can get to the computer. I start typing and solving the code, the people watch me in disbelief. I finish solving the code in a little under five minutes. I then walk back to my seat and gather my stuff, I shove it all in my army green backpack and go to leave the diner. When I get up I walk right in to the man with the fedora and all the stuff in my back pack falls out all over the floor. He helps me pick up my stuff while the rest of his friends/coworkers wait for him by the door.
"Your a genius." He says confidently, looking me in the eye.
"And your a behaviorist." I respond, smirking.
"Come here Walt." He tells the man in the tie, I assume he's Walter. They exchange glances and Walter walks over to me.
"Come to this address at four O'clock." He tells me while handing me a post it with an address on it. I nod to show I understand. The man with the fedora hands me my notebook and they walk out of the diner. I stand up and watch them leave.
Well this is going to be interesting.
I think to myself as I walk out of the diner.