Undercover

Real Detective Work

Authors note

I am writing this on my phone so bear with me. As you know I haven't updated in a long time. So I'm here to say sorry. I truly am sorry. But to make it up I had a light-bulb go off. So here is the plan, if you want to be a character in this story just message me (on watt pad) what name, nationality personality and looks you want. You can even tell me if you want to be shipped with another character or what you want them to do. So message me!

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-Abby's view

After five excruciating hours of learning (seriously Why?) we had time to go to the library and do some actual detective work. Since it was the first day we were granted the pleasure of not having homework. The library was big and old. It was a refurbished chapel from Medieval times. It was dull and dusty but had enough light to easily see the whole place. Arthur sat himself at a table and took out a laptop.

"Hey, nice laptop. What do you plan on doing?" I quietly ask him.

"Just, umm, researching" He answers. Confused I turn away and go into the fiction section. So many books I think. Well there are a lot of books. The line the walls, the books go so high there are ladders just for that. I mindlessly wander until I hear something nearby. A sort of whimpering noise so I take a few books so I can see what is on the other side of the shelf. The only thing I can see is the back of someone's curly dark hair.

"Excuse me, are you ok?" I stammer. The person turns around. God he is hot. He has thick hair that is between a black and dark brown, it curls and then flicks near his ears. His skin is pale and his eyes are an electric blue. Through his (nearly see through) shirt you can slightly make out an 120 pack. His uniform is shabby and he has an ear ring through his left ear.

"Yeah" His voice was low but so nice to hear.

"Sorry, but I'm new and a bit of a loner and I heard whimpering so I thou..."

"SHhhhhhh" He puts a finger on my mouth. "The name's Joe but everyone calls me Joey. BTW I come from America so yeah." The whole time he's talking I'm just thinking of the song cotton eye joe. Where did he come from, where did he go. Where did he come from Cotton Eye Joe. And I just randomly start laughing.

He finally removes his finger and asks "What's so funny?"

Still laughing I answer "Where did he come from, where did he go. Where did he come from Cotton Eye Joe!"

"Oh my god." He says in his mellow voice, while face palming.

"Hey Amelia. I'm leaving what about you?" I hear Arthur calling. Then someone trips me. I go flying into Joe and land on top of him, our lips touching. My eyes are wide open looking into his. I abruptly get of and brush myself off.

"If you wanted a kiss you should of just asked" Joe smirks.

"Oh shut up" I quickly say.

"Sorry" I hear Arthur say from behind me.

"You tripped me?" I ask him firmly.

"I said sorry" He says it so loud you can hear a librarian shush us.

"You pushed me, and then I kissed low-voiced manboy?!"

"Hey I'm still here you know." Manboy Joe is actually taller then Arthur and me. Interesting.

"Amelia, don't let manboy get in your way" Arthur is repeating on a loop.

"Hey?" Manboy responds.

"I'm leaving. HUMHP." Arthur turns away and marches out.

I sigh. Should I follow him or what. Suddenly Joe pulls me up on his shoulder. Wow he is tall 6 ft. Wait I don't even know how high is a foot.

"SO you new? Let me show you around. Joe style"