Kitty Kat

Dancing Monkeys on McDonalds

Picture of Brooklyn's outfit

~Brooklyn~

"Good work Agent Zarau, thanks to you the Fehat family is safe and nothing was destroyed." Agent Carr praises.
"Almost nothing." Mutters Agent Phrak. Rolling my eyes, I get up and the others around the table copy me. Creepy.

Once I'm home, I plonk myself down onto the sofa; not caring about my 'neat freak' brother. "No shoes on the couch!!!" Damien, my brother, shouts at me from upstairs. "Whatever." I mumble back, drifting off to sleep.

"Brooklyn Kitty Devon Zarua! Get your lazy ass up for school, now!!!" A really annoying voice shouts in my ear. "Mmm, one more minute mama." I mumble. The person sighs, grabbing my arm and pulling me off of the sofa; hitting my head on the coffee table in the process. "Dancing monkeys on McDonalds, that hurt!!!" I shriek.
"Well ya shoulda got up instead of dreaming of dancing monkeys on McDonalds shouldn't you?!" I huff, sitting up and snatching my iPhone. "It was a nice dream, ok?"
"Yeah, we'll get ready before the other boys come downstairs, you know what they're like." Damien says, grabbing my arm, again, and pulling me up three flights of stairs.
"Plus you don't wanna be late for your new job." A really, really annoying voice says from behind me. I groan.
"Go away Jayden!"
"Nope" He replies, popping the 'p'.  Infuriating boy, I kick open the door to my room, open the closet and dial Kaiya's phone number.
"Hello?" Says a voice from the other end of the phone.
"Kaiya, it's a fashion emergency, I don't have anything to wear."

Kaiya had instructed me to wear a white blouse with a black flowing skirt that is knee length with flowers on it. I applied a light coat of makeup and walked out of the door. As soon as I get out of my bedroom, I knew something was off. Only, I can't tell what it was. I checked my reflection in the mirror. Kaiya's advice was always great. There's this weird feeling I get when I'm certain something is up; it's usually right but I guess everything has their faults.

On the drive to work, several people are sneaking around. They eye me suspiciously but then resume their almost emotionless expression.

My phone buzzes continuously as I walk to my desk. I switch it on silent and check my emails.

From Wouldntyouliketoknow64@gmail.com

This message is a good luck charm. Forward it now to keep you from harm.
P.S. : you'll need it.

I tap out a reply from my spare email account, hoping that it was all a silly joke. I don't normally take chain messages seriously; today's different.

But I still don't know why.

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