Agent Badass

CHAPTER I

The next day, I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I always wake up early, not wanting to arrive late at school. I yawned and did a couple of stretches.

"That was one hell of a dream." I chuckled to myself.

I walked to the bathroom to take a shower, but as I took a step, I tripped on something and fell face flat on the floor, creating a loud 'thump' sound. I groaned miserably.

I stood up and saw that I just tripped on my lampshade. That's funny, I never touched my lampshade or transferred it anywhere, it was always on my bedside table.

I shivered as a realization engulfed my entire being.

Last night's event were as true as Donald Trump winning the 2016 elections, I looked around the hot mess in my room. Some of my books fell from their bookshelves, my window curtains were on the floor and I couldn't even find my phone anywhere.

I checked the time, it was only 5 o' clock in the morning.

Where the hell did my phone go?

I raked a hand through my hair in frustration, that was precious to me, even if it was only an old Motorola flip phone. I frantically looked for it everywhere, under my bed, under my desks, under freaking everything! But it was no use, my phone wasn't in sight. I sighed, realizing I need to face my mom's wrath for being such a klutz.

I decided to finally take a shower. The cold water cascading down my body relaxed my tensed muscles. Memories from last night came crashing in like a wave. I placed my hands on the bathroom walls for support, I hung my head feeling the droplets of water falling down my face.

A lot of questions were swarming in my head, how did he know my name? Was he running away from someone? Why was he wearing a mask?

He stuck into my mind like a gum under a shoe, I can't simply forget him just like that.

His striking green eyes with golden specks. His voice, husky and deep. His soft-looking brown hair was disobediently sprawled over his forehead. Even with a black mask on, I can tell that he had an exotic beauty, that can be compared to a Calvin Klein or an Armani Exchange model.

Those eyes though, I could not shake off the shiver I felt when he looked straight at me, it was as if he was boring into my soul.

But then again, he threatened to kill me if I ever reported him to the police.

I turned off the shower and stepped out of the bathroom. I blow dried my hair then picked out the clothes I'm going to wear for the first day of school. A maroon shirt with a cat drinking tea as its print and blue washed jeans with blue flats.

I put on light make up which consists of mascara and a pink lipgloss. I let my natural ebony hair as it is. I went to George's room to wake him up.

I took him to his bathroom and gave him a bath, I dressed him as well with a shirt and a pair of pants. I held his hand as we descended down the stairs to guide him. He sat on one chair at the kitchen counter and I proceeded to cook bacon and pancakes for breakfast.

Once we finished our breakfast. I dropped George off his school which is quite near our house. His school's objective is to properly give education to disabled kids like my brother.

"Good luck George. I love you." I kissed his forehead and hugged him.

"I love you too big sis." George hugged me back tightly.