Why is the FBI in My Classroom?!

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

Kylie's POV:

Now they know my secret. I'm really not a bad guy....well girl technically speaking. I haven't killed anyone in my whole life; I hope I never will.

The guys and I were walking to the meeting room so we could talk with the President. He called a meeting with us because there is something 'important' he wants me to do. Not like what I'm already doing is 'important'. Please note the sarcasm.

We walked into the room and sat in the chairs surrounding a huge table. Now that we were all settled, he got right down to business.

"Ms. Anderson, you have been here for two weeks and we now find out who you really are. I'm not that surprised though. However, others are. The Prime Minister of England has found out that you are rebuilding our firewall and he wants you to do theirs as well. This is the sort of thing we need to stay a superpower with connections. I am extending your stay here for another month because you will be flying over to England next week."

"Er excuse me? I can't do that as well! They want me to make a brand new system for them too? You have got to be kidding me." I threw my hands up in the air and waved them like I just don't care. No but really. I was freaking out.

"No, you are not making a brand new one. You are just ponting out the weak spots and fixing them. Think of it as a renovation. You aren't getting rid of it but just repairing. I bet you can finish in a week."

"I'll do it, but I have to get something in reward." I thought of all the things that I wanted and only one thing came to mind and dayyuummm I am excited.

"Of course. The pay is handsome and you will be meeting the queen." He looked smug because he thought that is what I wanted but guess what. WRONG.

"No! I want something else."

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Daniel's POV:

What does she mean she wants something else? This girl is crazy. But she's also hot, and cool, and funny, and- damnit! I need to stop thinking about her. She is a criminal. But she's not in jail. Shut up voice inside of my head.

"Daniel's! Is something the matter?"

"Uh no Sir."

"Then why do you look like a baby just pissed in your sippy cup? Damn son. Try and look natural and not like that." The president pointed at my face and went back to talking to Kylie. I didn't realize that I had a wierd expression on my face. I tried to pay attention to their conversation and kept my face nuetral.

"What is it that you want? You want a unicorn? I can't get you a real one but I'll get someone to run down to the store and get you a stuffed one. It can be lifesized and stuff and you can pretend that it's real." The president got up and motioned on how big it could be. I think he's lost it.