Just a Normal Girl

A/N: Ok I am going to start out by saying that I really appreciate when you criticize because you care, and you want to see it get fixed. I also like ideas for it, but do not advertize your story on here. It is actually very rude. Anyways, I have two editors now, bookbri and HandaBear, and they is amazing. I think we can all agree that the story works much better now that they fixed it.

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"Dad, you really need to start dating again. It has been four years since Mom died. I know that it is still hard, it is for me too, but really you aren't getting any younger," Meg said with the most innocent voice she could muster. Honestly, she could care less. If a woman was in the house, fine. If not, then that was fine too. But she needed him to be more distracted. Last time he saw her coming home early in the morning, she made up a lie, effectively saving her own butt. It was getting harder though, and just last week her friend, Jess, was saying since her mom started dating, she had been paying less attention to her. Megan just hoped it would have the same effect on her dad.

"I am only forty-three, Megs. That isn't that old." Her dad said with a defensive expression covering his face.

"Well I'm only fifteen, and I need a woman in the house." Megan said with that pleading look of hers. She leaned over, and kissed her dad on his cheek. "Well, bye Daddy!" Megan shouted as she rushed out the door.

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As she got in the car she shook her head. "Well this is just great!" she exclaimed, apparently Mike did not get the memo. "Um, you do realize that you're dropping me off at high school? As in my high school!" Megan raised her eyebrow at Mike. His comeback was the oh so cliché  "Do you think I'm stupid?" look.

"I'm not taking you in the company car, Megan. From here we are going to the company to drop you off with Richard. He will be taking you to school in his car, and he will be starting this year with you," he said in a voice that made it obvious that he was enjoying this.

She was at a complete loss for words. "How am I going to explain him to my friends? Because somehow I don't think saying: "Hey this is Rick and we've been partners for years, but you never met him because we don't hangout outside work. Why, you may ask? Oh, because we hate each other, and mostly, people die when we are together. Yeaa, I see that going over really well." she said with sarcasm, just dripping off her tongue.

Well, yeah that's Megan C. Furnael, 15-year-old assassin for a secret organization. She was just a normal girl, assuming her mother's role in the company, and keeping more secrets from daddy dearest than most girls my age.

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A/N: Now wasn't that much better?