"What do you mean? What does this have to do with the eye on my pants?"I ask.
"Its not nessisarily the eye on your pants. If you look in the dead center of the eye are the letters K. I. A. witch stands for 'Knowledge and Intelligence Agency'." Says Will.
Of course I have to look, and sure enough right in the middle are the letters K. I. A.
"What is K. I. A.?"I ask. This is all confusing but I want to learn more.
"K. I. A. is a government agency for teen spys and that, Clair, is what I am."says Will. He smiles at me like a know it all and it aggravates me to no end.
"Tell me something? What exsactly is K. I. A.? Like whats the background history to it?"I ask.
"I'm glad you asked. Knowlege, Intelligence agency was founded by John Jones III. It started out as a very small police station is Ocean City, New Jearsy and over time it grew larger and more and more people wanted to join. They only recruit the best of the best policemen for the jobs that they gave us to accomplish.
" After sixty years the government took notice and made us a spy agency, but we only recruit teens and young adults. My parents and I had been with K. I. A. ever since I can remember. They were really good firends with the director. One day I was told they both had been killed on a mission and the director took me under his wing." He pauses to take a breather and I could tell by the look in his eyes that this was hard for him to talk about, but he continues.
"I've been training ever since then so that when the time comes i can finish what they started. And now I've been sent here by the director to recruit you so you can help me accomplish that goal. So what do you say? Are you going to give it a shot?"
I don't answer at first, my mind is still trying to comprehend everything he just said. I wonder why they chose me? "why me?" I ask. " why did they choose me? I'm not special. I found these pants in the store."
Will just smiled at me like he knew something I didn't. " You found those pants in the store because I'm the one who put them there." Says Will, and yet again I'm left speechless. "Give me your number and I'll explain everything tomorrow after school, for now I want you to think about it over night and let me know what you think soon." Says Will.
"ok."
He hands me his phone and I enter my number while he does the same with mine.
"Have a great day, Clair!"
"You too."
Then we both get up and leave the room.
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How I Became A Teen Spy.
Fiction généraleI'm a teen spy from a teen government agency. I can't tell you why but its top secret. My boyfriend Will taught me everything I know, from breaking into buildings, to busting some heads. And I'm here to tell you how I became one. My name is Clair Ba...
