Miles Per Hour-(Fast and Furious related)

Group Members

The next day, Simmons arrives at the house. He came extra early at around 7AM and wakes us all up with some alarm thing. I was pissed of course; I only got like four hours of sleep. Chris was about to explode as well. We basically were all mad and hungover. We were sitting down on Chris's couch downstairs and it brought memories from a week ago in the house in Atlanta when we got introduced to Simmons and his violent friends. 

"Come on kids..." Simmons said with an enthusiastic tone." It's a beautiful morning, show some expressions." He looks down at us smiling. We just stare at him in annoyance.

"What's up with our phones and their signals? What's up with your early visit? And what's up with your guards inspecting the house?" Chris asks yawning and with no emotion.

"Yeah? I thought our next meeting was in two days?" I say laying my head on Chris's shoulder. Sean was snuggled up next to me with his head on a gray throw pillow. Simmons decided to get his damn alarm and indignantly wake us all up from our inanimate attitudes. Once he got our attention, he explained that anyone working for the CIA must go through inspections and all that. Also, that our phones were now connected to their system so they can now essentially stalk us 24/7.

He also said that we were going to go through some training with weapons and using spy gadgets. I like the training with weapons and spy gadgets better than the stalking on our ass every hour of the day.

"Since you all are racers, we now will activate communication systems between your cars; you will get more info on this once you go into training. Training starts this week, and-" Simmons stops and stares at us with the I got some news look. Ughh. What now ?" There will be another spy joining the group by the end of the week."

I share exhausted and annoyed glances between Sean and Chris. Of course we can't let Simmons pick a spy to join us because he will 100% pick and old male or female who is the complete opposite of us. I exhale in annoyance at Simmons. I then begged him to let us choose someone to join the group, that he did not have to worry. We got this...

"Fine. Find two members by the end of this week and I'll reconsider adding another member. Deal? Okay." He motions to the guard standing in back of us ." Clear ...." Then he touches his ear piece. "Sarah start organizing the files..okay...sure....this week....ugh.....Saturday...No?...".

"Two members? Impossible... none of my buds are dependable." Chris whispers as Simmons is still talking to Sarah.

"We obviously need well-fitted people who can carry a mission like this..." Sean whispers back.

"Ugh...I barely have woken up and Simmons brings all this shit." Chris says snuggling next to me. He really has no type of energy right now.

"I know. Welcome to the CIA" I say as Simmons ends his ear-piece call or whatever.

"Okay kiddos. I'll see you guys tomorrow at six thirty in the morning." Shitttttttt I think to myself ."I'll let the driver, which you should get comfortable with because they will be your guards as well.." Simmons stops and motions something to the guy in a black suit standing next to him. Then the two drivers, Ramon Jackson and Ivan Stones, which are also well-trained security guards come inside from the front door. We greet them and they greet us.

"Wait? Why do we need drivers if we can just drive around?" Sean asks Simmons.

"Good question Sean. The answer is that yes, you can drive around, but you will need protection hence you are all young" Simmons says and then looks at Chris. "Yes Chris, you are nine-teen but you will still be monitored so don't be surprised if agent Jackson goes with you to a street racing college party next time."

"Your stalking levels are pretty high mister Simmons..." I mumble and I think I said it loud enough because Sean and Chris start laughing.

"They are indeed misses Shaw." I told him not to call me that no more. "But please respect your drivers. Oh by the way, due to schedule reasons..." Simmons looks directly at me. "I am unable to take you to visit your father in LA before the mission. Sorry." He has a disappointed look.

"It's fine Simmons. I can wait ." I say and I pull out my sincere smile. It's nice of him to even consider taking me all the way to LA to grant my wish. "Thanks though."

"No problem. Well, have a great day guys. Your phones should all be activated to our accounts by now and everything should go as planned this week. Aloha." Simmons says as he exits with his crew. The two drivers stick around fixing some security system in the house. For the rest of the day, I sleep. We all do to be honest. A hard week is waiting for us...