Alex's P.O.V.
I switched my legs for about the 20th time in the past 10 minutes, crossing my left leg over my right. My right leg bumping up and down anxiously as I checked my phone for at least the hundreth time. I felt extremely uncomfortable wearing the short black skirt that flowed out a bit, and the tight red blouse that showed quite a bit of cleavage.
Let's just say it wasn't my choice of outfit. Especially since you could almost never get me to wear heels....Like I said, almost never.
I can't believe you're actually going on a date with this douche bag. You act like it was MY choice. This is the only way to get the vibranium. But you DID agree to wearing what he wanted you to wear. True. Stop being a bitch, I think he's here.
I hear the bell to the front door of the restaurant ring from across the room, I glance up only to be surprised. It wasn't Jake, it was Wade. He glanced around the room, I quickly grabbed a menu in front of me in hopes to hide my face, but I wasn't quick enough. I was met with a loud wolf whistle as he strode over to my table.
Knowing I was caught, I set the menu down, and glared daggers at him as he sat down in across the booth from me, his usual smirk on his adorable lips.
Did you just say adorable?! ...Maybe Get your head out of your ass and snap out of this little school girl crush on him! He's your target, he's just business. Get over it, bitch.
The disappointment from the conversation that was going on in my fucked up mind must have crossed onto his face.
"What's wrong?" Wade asked, his voice for some reason seeming sexier than usual.
Wow I'm in this deep aren't I? unfortunately yes, now reply before he thinks you're a wackjob. But...we are a wackjob. That's beside the point, now get rid of him before Jake arri-
"Hey Alex, thanks for finally meeting me-" I froze at the chilling sound of Jake's voice, I looked up and saw his cold gaze glaring at Wade. I smirked a little to myself when Wade sent a similar glare back at him.
"Who's this?" Jake asks, gesturing towards Wade. I beat Wade in answering just in time before he can say anything stupid to ruin everything.
"This is my friend, Wade." Was he my friend? What was he to me really? I saw a hurt look flash across Wade's face before he smirked at Jake.
"Yeah, and who are you supposed to be exactly?" He asked, gesturing to Jake's brown hair and casual attire,
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FanfictionA 19 year old girl with a troubled past, becomes the greatest female assassin ever. She's doing great, until someone interrupts her life. And he knows exactly what he did.
