Welcome to Lucia Gomez's life. A young special CIA agent. She is one of the youngest and best agents who was raised in The Western Department (TWD).
At a young age she got into an accident which was the cause of her mother's death. From the age of f...
BEAUTY MAY BE DANGEROUS BUT INTELLIGENCE IS LETHAL
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"So you were the one who made Ms. Delphina quit?" Ami laughed and the rest of us joined in.
"Yeah. She was like a gum in my shoe as soon as I walked in her class." I chuckled.
We were all sitting on the roof of the school smoking some weed while talking about my first day of school. Good thing Dom and Dami weren't here or they would have snatched it from me. And most probably taken a hit then scolded me as this is some strong shit.
I laid down and my head was on Luc's lap while the rest sat or laid around.
"You made the schools worst teacher quit it just a day?" Malik exclaimed in disbelief.
"Not only that. She ran away like her ass was on fire." I added and they all burst at laughing, some of them in disbelief.
"Let me have a hit." Luc said and took it from my fingers before I could protest. As soon as he took that hit, he started violently coughing.
"What the hell is this?" He asked eyeing the blunt. I chuckled.
"It's the strong shit." I grinned, looking up at him. He stared at me in disbelief.
"How the fuck did you get this?" He asked angry.
"I know some people." I shrugged and then focused my attention at the clear sky. The roof had a good view and it was pretty high up as the school has three high floors.
I could still feel Luc's gaze on me but ignored it.
I was thinking of going swimming at the backyard today, and maybe I'll finally have time to start on my paintings.
It's been months since I lastly painted and it feels really weird. Painting is one of the few ways I find relaxing and it helps with letting out my emotions without having to say anything.
"I'm taking this." I said and took back my blunt before taking a long drag. The others had started a conversation and I listened in on them.
"How are you not high, you blew half of this and still are calm and collected?" He asked in shock. I laugh lightly and shook my head at him.
"This is nothing, fratello." I said nonchalantly.
Our conversation stopped as we heard the sound of the roof door opening. It made a really loud sound as the metal door was rusty. The other told me that no one comes up here.
We all quickly threw the blunts over the roof so not to be caught. But the sweet smell of the marijuana was still lingering in the air.
A few seconds later of us silently waiting for the person to come out. Angelo and Vinezio came to view. I stared at them shocked.
