3 Winks and You're Out

PROLOGUE #1

The first time Jack tried to kill me was on the first day of my new school. Not the best start, huh. Not that I'm not used to people trying to kill me, nah that's old shit right there.

What shocked me this time was I didn't expect it at all. I mean, seriously? I have never met a more more sneaky bitch that that asshole there. Gotta atmit, I'm a little impressed. We all were, another undercover agent? Honestly, not expecting that.

It was Monday morning. I personally like Mondays, I don't get what the fuss is all about. But you know, with all the undercover bullshit gotta act like the exact kind of bitch that I hate. I gathered a bunch of books from my locker and slammed it shut.

"Damn girl," a voice came from behind me. It was a guy about my age wearing a stupid leather jacket over a black t-shirt of a bloody knife and the words, 'Lady killer'. I gave him the finger and walked over to my first class. He gave me a wolf whistle behind me, which I ignored.

A boy with spiky blond hair came up to me. "Heyyyy..." he said, dragging the 'hey' way to long. I groaned inside but smiled sweetly outside with a hair sweep. "Hi!" asshole, I added in my head.

"So, what's your name pretty lady," he grinned. I guess he was cute, but it did not do anything for me. I'm not some kind of slut.

Instead of telling him to fuck off I giggled and bumped my hip against his. This is the worst part of my job. "Jackie," I whispered into his ear, "Don't tell anyone.." Jackie wasn't actually my name but like I was gonna fuckin' to tell him.

He leaned over to whisper in my ear, "My name's Jack," he said.

"Aww cute!" I giggled again.

"Do you wanna ditch class?" he waggled his eyebrows. I resisted the urge to punch him in the face.

"I can't ditch class!" I pretended to be shocked.

"I think you already did," he pointed to the empty hallway.

I pretended that I hadn't noticed that before. "OMG!" I squealed. "My teachers going to be so mad!"

"Them don't go, come with me," he grabbed my wrist and lead me to some steppes.

"Jack!" I squealed. Inside my head I was counting off all the things I could be doing right now instead of this. I wasn't even going to go to class anyway, not that I actually went to school here. It was just a pretense. I had no class to go to.

He lead me up to the roof of the school. Get close to the students they said, I thought rolling my eyes inside. It'll help you get close to the target they said. Well I sure as hell wasn't going to see the target from the top of the fucking building.

"OMG, we are so high," I screamed hugging Jack's arm. I calculated the distance to the ground if I 'accidently' fell would I die. Looked like it. Well Damn, there went my escape plan. I was going to die of boredom at this rate.

He grinned and leaned close to my ear to whisper again. "No one will find you body for ages, Scarlett,"

Well fuck.

Before I had time to process what he just said he pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger.

I raised my hand and hit the pistol up so the shot went into the air. I didn't have time to get my own pistol because he also had a knife in his other hand. While my arm was raised and I was defenseless. he punched me in the face breaking my nose and knocking me backwards. He raised the knife and stabbed down towards my heart. I raised my hand and the blade sunk into my flesh.

"Mother fucker," I swore while my face went white from the loss of blood. I wrenched out the knife and kicked backwards knocking him of his feet. I jumped up and drove the knife into his arm and sliced downwards before pulling it out again.

"Take that you peice of shit."

He jumped back to his feet again. Pure fury and pain on his face, before he could attack again I grabbed his wounded arm, causing him to cry out in pain, and using my other hand to grab under his shoulder, hoisted him up and over so he was hanging from the roof with me gripping his arm. I grunted from his weight, then before he could yank me down, I smiled sweetly.

"Bye, bye Jack!" Then dropped him.

I spat blood down after him and wiped my bloody nose on my sleeve, then turned and ran down the stairs of the building before his body hit the ground.

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So you guys know that I've posted two prologues. I need to know which one you guys like best. If you like both then I'll do another story. I'm leaning on the first one but I'll leave it up to you. Let me know in the comments. ;) Thanks guys!