SIDETRACKED : Book 1 I'm Not Who You Think I Am Series(On Hold for Week)

Chapter 5 : Everybody Wants to Rule The World

Song for the Chapter:

"Everybody Wants to Rule The World" by: Lorde

Dear Reader,

Yes this song choice was on purpose and you can expect it from time to time if I know a song with the same name as the title of the chapter, and as promised a picture of Richard is on the side also----> check it out he's pretty dreamy.

-V

P.S. It's the gorgeous guy from the Di Gorgio Armani "Message In a Bottle" commercial for 2015. Jason Morgan

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Last Words From Previous Chapter:

"What? I was gonna say cheekbones. It was like Cindy Crawford jumped into her face."

(Arimella's Flashback)

Dear Diary,

It has now officially been a year since I first entered this hell. They work me, use me, and destroy me. One mission at a time. At least I have Mason. Mason is always a beacon of light for me. The guy is a world class manwhore, but he will always be a dear friend to me. Today, I get my very own "FA" (field agent). He's some legendary FA who lost his partner in Paris. Word is he killed the man instead of risking being compromised. Hopefully for his sake he doesn't try that one on me. God give me the strength to prevail.

-Ariemella

"What's that you writing tiger?" Mason startled me, which is not an easy task. Trust me, he's worst than that one time the reps decided to waterboard everyone on my floor.

"You know one day you're gonna be writing in that thing and someone's gonna put a bullet in that pretty little head of yours."

"At least I won't have to worry about it being a fuck up like you."

"Ouch, you wound me. Next time I'll leave you and and your potty mouth to miss training."

"I got it covered Mason, training isn't for another -." Looking at the clock, I notice it's 15 minutes till 0500. "Shit. Shit, shit, shit. I'm not even dressed."

"I really should carry a censor when I'm in your company." Mason suggests, actually thinking about if he should have one.

I immediately jump out of bed, only to make it up. Then, I stop to consider if I have enough time to shower. Not likely. Guess I'll just have to huff it until after. I reach through my second drawer (specially labeled "FUCK ME "), and settle for a gray tank and black sweats.