Chapter 1
Maurine's POV
My name is Maurine well don't you believe it cause I'm practically a faker because of my job I'm 13 years and I'm about 5 feet 11 inches and I'm an assassin
At the age of 7 my father was killed by a sniper and I vowed to revenge my father anyways I'm an average teenage girl if you exclude the unusual flow of ice in my veins I go to school at Krimwell High.
Its a school that teaches students how to assasinate once you graduate you automatically get a resumé and well I'm a very good students especially in the art of sniping and martial art.
Well,well,well enough of the introduction you are probably waiting to hear about my love life but I'm sorry to disappoint you I'm 0 percent emotional and no boy interest me
[A/N: How was she supposed to know it would change in a few days]
I live in a mansion (courtesy of my mum)assassins are the highest paid people except government won't admit it
I'm not allowed to associate because of my mother job and so I live an isolated life
How boring
Anyways I asked my mum for a phone,tab and computer which she bought for me in 2 hours
I watch how to be a good sniper
My role model is the man who assasinated John F. Kennedy
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Monday
Sniping class
We just went through vantage point in sniping and Mrs.Harry
A soft looking woman congratulated me on my sharp eyesight Mara and Clara ( the twins that are always on top of everything)
were so jealous and actually stole my gunI could have gladly killed them.
Enough drama for the day I thought____________________________________________________________________
Martial arts class
Mr.Trunchbull a very strong man bulching biceps and all that asked us to fight him for our test 1 and warned us that we might get broken bones
Mara being the idiot that she is went first with a clubhouse kick very unfortunately for her ,her leg was caught and twisted
One down 13 more to go
Clara went next it like idiocies runs in their family
(No offence)
She went with a punch
Aiming for his private part
Results:
A big mistake Mr.Truchbull has a fast reflex and twisted her handTwo down 12 more to go
Jennifer went next and got a concussion
Rushed to the hospital
Whiles all this was happening I was planning my attack
*Moments later*
Thirteen down 1 more to go
And that was yours truly me!!!!!
He(Mr.Trunchbull) cracked his knuckles
I said my real name to pump myself
[A/N:If she says her real name it means the person is going to die or be fatally injured]
I am Emily Natasha Karina Odelly
And no one crosses me
I went back and charged with full speed
Result:
Failure but I managed not to get injuredI jumped on him and as he carried a delivered a kick to his manhood he groaned and bent down I slid under him and took his leg with me
He fell face down and I kicked his chin and an audible kr sounded
Everyone was clapping
I back flipped and landed on the spinal cord
"He's gonna sit in a wheel chair from now on"I thought with satisfaction
Anyways in Krimwell academy teachers are changed because of injury or death
Our teachers already know the dangers they are facing
Klingggggg
The bell rings for closing
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Home
"Mum I'm home"
And I swear its echoes around the empty halls"How was school"
"Mum" I say excitedly and continue "I beat Mr.Trunchbull so bad he will have to sit in a wheel chair"
"Mr.Trunchbull??"my mother ask in disbelief
You see Mr.Trunchbull is the longest serving teacher with no injuries and I had caused him an injury
My pride was definitely bloated
"Lets celebrate" My mum says and calls the chef
"Some pizza with a cocktail please" she says and he nods
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