The petite figured girl climbs the tall tree in the shadows in silence. She peers into the distance and she saw her oblivious target. Quickly, but gracefully she travels across the wide branch. She jumps and glides though the air to the next tree. The skilled girl landed without a sound on the next branch. She saw her target only a few metres away, staying in her position for a while, thinking about what to do next. Finally coming with a conclusion, the small girl jumps into a free bit of ground, knowing that she won't disturb the silence. Taking the opportunity of having her target back turned. She runs towards her target, barely touching the ground. Suddenly, the target starts to turn around. The small girl panicks, but thinks fast and hides behind a nearby tree. She came to realisation that plan A has to be abandoned so now plan B has to come to action. Being the smart girl she is, she had planned ahead. She silently climbed the tree, keeping in mind that her target is only millimetres away. Once she got to the first branch, she walked carefully across the thin branch until she was right above her target. She kneeled down and grasped the tree branch and swung down. She looked down to see she was only about a millimetre away from her targets head. She silently thanked god for her small body. She must have muttered something because her target now was looking up to her. "Wha..." They started.
The target stepped back in surprise, the girl took that as a opperturnity to jump down. When she landed with a soft thud, she struck a over exaggerated ninga pose to confuse them.Thankfully, it worked. She pounced at her and pulled her to the ground and wrapped her arm around her neck from behind and pulled, shutting her windpipe. After a while of struggling and purple faces, her target finally gave in and fell unconscious. "Finally." She breathed.
The lights flickered on and a voice boomed though the fake forest "Good job! Wake her up and come in."
She finally came to realisation that she passed. "I passed! Dad would be so proud..." She murmed and she smiled faintly at the very last memory of her father.
"Hurry up agent," the voice boomed again.
She slightly jumped at the sudden voice. "Alright, just give me a second," she muttered.
She spun around looking for a door. When she found it she ran over to it and opened the door and took a bucket of water that was waiting for her. She walked back to the sleeping girl and threw the ice cold water onto her. The now very wet girl shot up in surprise, after a few second she cried out, "UH! Now I'm all wet! I always hate this part."
"Yeah..." the dry girl trailed of.
"Like you would know!" she exclaimed. "You never get wet!"
"Haha Sarah, I have got wet once!" the tiny girl shot back and offered her hand.
"Yeah, Once. And I'm pretty sure you were sick." Sarah answered and took her hand.
The girl pulled her up "What ever," she said, embarrassed.
Once Sarah was up, they walked to the stairs that led to the headquarters. "Hello Sarah and... I'm sorry, what's your name again?" the teacher that was waiting for them asked.
"Alice O'mally." Alice answered.
"O'mally you say? Now I know where you get your talent from. I remeber when your mother went here. My first year of teaching. Fantastic student!" She trailed of, deep in thought.
Alice winced at the thought of her mother, she and her mother are... Let's just say they are not on... The best terms. "Uhh... Could I have a towel?" Sarah piped in, breaking the silence.
The woman looked like she had just woken up from a daydream. "Oh yes, just a minute Sarah," she said and rushed into a room suspected as a closet.
"Wow, Mrs Redfid was acting weird wasn't she?" Sarah commented.
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The Spys Secret
Ficção Adolescente"I wouldn't even try fight me little girl, Im twice your size." He said smirking at me. "Looks can be deceiving, pretty boy." She remarked, copying his smirk as she swung her leg in the air directing at his face...
