Chapter 1
Tara's POV
Waking up is such a depressing moment. I don't mean I want to never wake up and die. Let me rephrase.
Waking up is so depressing...when you have to wake up early. But, I guess it's in the job description. See, I don't have a normal job, although having one isn't looking so bad right now. I'm an agent *aka sexy badass, but kicking superhero* and I work for the CIA in a secret department that they keep so secret that if you found out that we, including me, would have to track you down and kill you.
HAHA not literally, kinda. Best case scenario, we just have to drag you into our labs and erase your memory...and drop you in the middle of the desert. Yeah it's pretty harsh but its necessary and also extremely hilarious seeing how frustrated people get when they wake up with no memory whatsoever of how they got there. HA must suck for them.
Anyway, apparently something was so very important that they had to wake me up at 4:35 A. FREAKIN'. M. and fly me all the way over to the underground facilities. I mean if they are going to wake me up so damn early they should at least have comfy seats so I can fucking rest. Like ugh! And when I finally find a decent spot, that I'm pretty sure is some forbidden yoga pose, we land at the base and they tell me to get out. God damn, people these days. Now I'm 'speed walking' to my boss, James' office so he can fill me in on all the new gossip and give me the stich. Don't look at me like that, he's like my bestie.
I'm about to start sleepwalking when
some idiot bumps into me with a steaming hot cup of coffee.
I don't know what I did to deserve this, but whatever I did I have 99.9% learned my lesson. Because we all know that whatever I did I am higly likely to do it again.
"AHHHH!" I can't help it I scream loud enough to wake up anybody that was still asleep in the entire facility. I look up to see a smirking Ben and all the tears that were threatening to spill disappear and is replaced with a large craving for revenge. "Oops my bad. Hope I didn't stain that shirt of yours" Ben just makes his smirk bigger and I want nothing more than to slap it off. I remember the water bottle tightly clutched in my hand and secretly untwist the cap and get my iphone camera ready. "Oh Ben its alright." I say just a little to sweetly. I stand on my tippy toes and whisper in his ear "and plus, I wouldn't want to embarrass you with your little...problem down south". When he gives me a slightly confused face I spill the water on his khaki pants and on the floor and snap a quick pic. I was in hysterics his face was hilarious and he indeed looked like he was about to cry. With that I continue walking down the hall and say loud enough so that everyone can hear "AWW POOR BENNY WENNY I THINK SOMEONE HAD A WITTLE ACCIDENT" that's all I needed for people to look out because of curiosity then break down laughing. That's right Ben, don't mess with the Pack Wolf. Right before I turn into James' office I shout loud enough for Ben to hear me "BEN YOUR MOM IS ON THE PHONE SHE SAID THAT SHE WILL BE RIGHT OVER WITH AN EXTRA PAIR OF SLACKS AND FOR YOU NOT TO WORRY YOUR LITTLE BUM OFF". If it was even possible, everybody started laughing harder.
HEY FREAKZ, GEEKZ, WEIRDOZ, AND LOSERZ. HEY THAT NEEDS A SHIP NAME... FROSERZ WITHA 'Z'. I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS NEW STORY THAT I WILL BE WRITING BECAUSE I AM JUST AWESOME LIKE THAT AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND IF YOU DONT IM GONNA GET TARA TO ERASE WATEVER MEMORY YOU HAVE AND DROP YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT. FIRST FOLLOW AND COMMENT GETS A DEDICATION, AND IF YOUR ALREADY FOLLOWING, FIRST COMMENT. AND IM NOT SAYING MY NAME CUZ IM AN UNDERCOVER REBEL SO LETS KEEP IT AT 'T' ;)
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Humor"Shake what your momma gave you!" Never have I ever thought that that saying would actually have to apply to me. Tara Swann isn't just your average extremely cocky, witty, and unbelievably lazy teen. But, she is also an agent *aka badass butt kic...
