Once Again an Assasin

Chapter 2: Hollywood's golden boy

The opening song of Attack on Titan blasts threw my phone, causing me to fall onto the floor.

"Take the sex with the bees and the eagles!!!" I open my eyes, silently laughing to myself, remembering why I had used the song in the first place.

"Bees and eagles! Fumareta hana n-" I press 'stop' on my phone and plomp back on my bed still giggling about that song. Wait! Why did I set an alarm on...? My eyes widen as it all came back to me, "Work!" I shriek, running towards my dresser drawer to grab some decent clothing. I grab and put on my blue and yellow polo shirt and some clean (I think) ripped black skinny jeans. I tuck my rose gold IPhone into my favorite brown leather handbag that was hanging on the desk's chair and run downstairs, a pair of brown ankle high boots on hand.

As I stuff my feet into the boots, I brush my hair hurriedly, praying it didn't look as bad as I thought it was. I skip outside to a White Lamborghini that I had gotten a few months ago with what I was proud to say was bought with my own money. All the money my parents earned, which was a lot, was given to me, but, I only used it once, for my apartment, only so I could get a fresh start. The rest was my own money, including this car. Thinking proudly to myself, I turn on the engine and make my way to the convenience store, blissful thoughts in my mind.

"Your late," says Grim as I storm into the store, an unhappy look on his face. "By like..." I rapidly check my phone for the time, "... One minute!" I reply, shoving my phone in front of his face. He says nothing and only continues to frown, thrusting a white apron to my chest. "Just get to work." I groan grabbing the apron from him and put it on while walking inside.

I grab a box that was on the floor and shove the bags of sugar coated gummy pigs in a basket. I carry the baskets to the candy lane and stack the gummy pigs on it's proper shelf. I was almost done when a large hand hovered over mine. I look to the owner of the hand and see a man in a brown coat and black shades. I could easily see through his (crappy) disguise but decide to let it slide.

"Oh sorry," I apologize to the man. I can literally see the beads of sweat trailing down his face as he answered, "No! It's fine, I'm ok!" he exclaims, his tone shaky as he shook his hands in an 'It's fine' motion. I decide to tease him a little. "Hey! You look familiar," I say putting my hands on my hips. "Uh... really?" He replies wiping the sweaty river on his forehead. "Yeah! Like in a movie, or something like that." I could hear his pulse raise as he smiles weakly, making me bite my lip to keep myself from laughing.

"Oh yeah!" I yell, snapping my fingers, "You were one of the bystanders in the Avengers movie!" His nervousness fades away, his back straightening, his nervous smile turning into a thoughtful one. "Yeah, my cousin is one of the camera crew and needed some help. So, of course I had to lend a hand," he runs a hand through his dirty hazelnut hair. "You're so sharp to notice me from all the bystanders," he says, one of his eyebrows raised. "That's what everyone says," I reply, laughing. I guess those acting skills I learned as an assasin payed off. "Hey, anyways, I gotta' go bye!" I say, waving at him as I walked past.

Before he would dissapear from my line of sight, I paused my steps, stopping barely a few inches away from his unsuspecting face. "Agent Zack," I murmur. His eyes widen as realization seeps through his face. His head darts towards me with a face full of shock. I smile and stick my tongue out giggling, leaving him alone stunned.

It was 11:45 when my shift ended, and I could already hear my stomach rumbling. I hang my apron on the staff room door and grab my bag, "Bye Grim," I say, and he waves back with his eyes still glued on his clipboard. I walk outside and take a deep breath, smiling as the wind blew past me when I feel an unnerving presence from behind me.