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Sorry but this will most likely be short and not very good.

Alexander P.O.V.

I was offered a new assignment. The jobs to assassination a girl named Alisha Blues. Why does that name sound familiar? It's okay money to kill her but it might not be worth the hassle. Opening the file first thing I notice is the picture.

A girl with short curly blue hair, blue eyes, and a sprinkle of freckles, and just like that it hits me. Alisha is Mouse's friend. To be honest she might be Mouse's only friend.

It's been a few days since I took her to dinner. She's definitely shy and quiet. I kinda have taken a liking to her. Which I don't do often, but that Nightingale is always watching me. I know he thinks I'm up to something.

Which isn't completely wrong. Lastly the Nightingale's have been climbing the ranks again. With the help of an unknown party. My main mission is to find out who.

I've been given a boring jobs lately. How am I supposed to occupy myself. I guess I'll just have to make do. I probably can make that Nightingale's life hell.

I've been debating in my truck on whether to get out and enter the school or to skip. I guess by attending I can decide whether to take the job or not. It sounds like to much work though. If you haven't guessed already I'm lazy, easily bored, and do what's in my best interest.

The sound of someone knocking on my window snaps me out of my debt. I've already been spotted. I no longer have a choice. I turn to glare at the person responsible and find Lucky Giving me one of his goofy grins.

I love to say it ,but he is the least luckiest person I know. Life or his parents screwed him over with that name. I open my door and get out.

"So were you planning on hiding in your truck all day or are you avoiding someone." Lucky asks. He is probably one of the most clueless people I have ever met. "So what class do you start with?" We have a rotating scheduled.

"I start with 4th period."

"Which is..." He asks waiting for me to answer. What do I have again in 4th period.

"I think I have History." Alisha is in that class with me. It would give me the chance to talk to her.

"English is boring, do you want to skip. It look like you were debating it earlier. I roll my eyes in response to his commits. Even if I was it isn't his business.

"sorry but I can't miss English... Today." He looks at me like I'm crazy. Yet again I roll my eyes.

"Do you have a test today or something."

"Or something" I don't have a test and if I do I completely forgot.

"Well whatever the reason have fun." And with that he runs off. I walk to class and end up being early. Luckily me it's only the teacher and I. I have time to I really don't have anything to do but sit here. That's kind of lame isn't it. When the Bell finally rings, thank the dead, my classmates hurry in like mice. See what I did there.

I watch as Mouse walks she's smaller than most people who attend this school has blond hair. Which happens to be natural so her hairs not fried. She only gives people small smiles except when she spoke about her dream and foxes. I can't help but imagine her in a fox costume. Wouldn't surprise me if that is her costume.

Ya, I'm really bored. Alisha and Mouse sit next to each other like usual. If I kill Alisha and Mouse doesn't have any other friends I can comfort her and be the shoulder she crys on. The down side she'd be depressing and someone like the Nightingale could swoop in before me.

I would hate to make her sad its annoying when people cry. Alisha seems to make her happy. Their always together and that needs to stop. I don't get a chance to talk to Mouse that way. If she just replicates everything would work out. They could call or text each other if they want to talk. I think that could work. Now I just have to think of a plan.

Mouse will be able to spend more time with me. She seems like someone who would be fun to play with. I like messing with people, in many ways. Call me what you will but I have to have some form of amusement.

I just like treating people like my toys. There have been times when people become more than toys, but that's rare.

The loud sound the door made when it was kicked open was a great distraction. What's even better are the three guys who come in with guns, bandanas covering there faces and Benes covering there hair. Today might not be as uneventful as I originally thought it would.

Yes I am wearing a smug look on my face. Hope this doesn't get boring to soon.

Can you tell me what you think. I would appreciate it if you did. Please vote and commit.

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