I was sitting on my bed with both hands death gripping the covers as I was staring at the wall.
This is my life.
I wake up in the morning, go to school and act like a normal teenage girl, then at night, I turned into a teenage assassin. Life gets pretty hard sometimes.
"Skylar. Lights out in ten minutes."
"Yes m'am." I called back. I finally got up and ran my hand threw my hair. I have no family. No mom, no dad, no sister nor brother.
I was born, then sent here for testing; to work for the government. I'm still in training, though. I haven't killed anyone yet. I just have hurt a lot of people.
Yeah, I know. I shouldn't be doing this, but I don't have a choice. I can't leave this place, only to go to school or to hang out with my friends. But, I have a GPS on me 24/7.
I walked over to my drawer and pulled out my pajamas. I sighed and threw them on my bed.
"Five more minutes."
"Yes m'am." I replied softly. I walked over to my bed and took off my shirt, putting on my pajama shirt after. I took off my black high heel boots and put them beside my bed. I took off my pants, then put on my pajama pants. I closed my drawer and slowly climbed into bed.
I got comfortable and stared at the white ceiling. I started think about what my first mission is going to be. Maybe it's going to be in Paris, or maybe Italy. Oh, maybe Ireland.
"Lights out in three... Two... One...." All of a sudden, then room became pitch black. I sighed again, turned over, and started to go to sleep.
Maybe tomorrow will be better, maybe I can run away.
Just maybe.
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Teenage Assassin
Teen FictionSkylar King is a girl with a double life. During the day, she is your average teenage girl, then at night, she becomes an assassin. Her life was going pretty well, until a British agent from her school becomes partners with her to save the world fro...