Undercover as a badass

Chapter One

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Okay, so here are who the characters in Wren's group and what they do.

Maria Collins(17)-the one who acts slutty and seduces targets

Calvin Bills(17)-the one who hacks every system for information or for his own good

Victor Herds(18)-the one who notifies a enemy nearby

Aron Somophone(18)-the one who spies

Wren Daves(15)-the one who basically really does almost all the work

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Chapter One

"HEY!"

I turned around and see Barbie and her wannabes. Jesus, 'hey!' I silently mimicked her in my head. Is she a horse or what? Well if she is, she better go back to the barn.

Seeing that I won't respond, she started continuing whatever she planned on.

"You see," she twirled her hair as if I'll admire it. "You shouldn't hang out with Maria, she's such a slut you know." she looks down at her fake nails covered with poop-looking-styled. "You wouldn't wanna catch her disease."

"Actually, I wouldn't wanna catch your disease." I sympathize as she and her wannabes gasped. "You know, you shouldn't judge people by their appearance."

I turned my heels and walked away, mentally wanting to punch her in the face.

As I walked into Biology, I spy Owen, the I-don't-even-know-what-to-call-him staring at me as if he's trying to figure me out. What's with all these people staring? I know I'm a badass in school, so no need to drool.

I sat next to Aron whose silently sleeping with a mask on and his middle fingers stuck out for Mrs.Jerm, to see.

Man, he learned that from me.

I called credits.

"Wren, whose the president in 1999?" Mrs.Jerm's annoying voice questioned, trying to make me make a fool out of myself.

"Shrek!" I shout and the whole class started to snickered. I'm not really that funny, maybe these people like my humor?

"Detention!" She hollered at me as the class settled down.

Me? Detention? For what? Shouting out Shrek? Dude this women asked me a question, not my fault that she doesn't even accept the answer.

"In the last two months, I had a total of 2,743 detention and I never went to any of them." I stated loud and cleared. "So Mrs.Jerm, I always had wondered why 'Jerm' is spelled with a J on it instead of a G. It's barely realistic."

Mrs.Jerm huffed and crossed her arms. Is she really an adult, I mean, she's basically looking childish right now.

"Ms.Daves," she started, pointing her crooked finger nail at me. "I don't tolerate any kid who have no respect for me."

I pretended to think. "And I don't tolerate any bitches whose brain has rotten with, what was that thing you called again?" I walked up towards her and whispered, "idiotically. Congratulations, you learned my mini lesson."