Teenage Agent

2. Mr Curious

 Brianna's POV

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I put the bowl in the microwave. and pressed start. I tapped my foot impatiently. It was bloody seven am and I can't sleep. I had, what? Two hours the most. I rubbed my eye and pulled the bowl out. I quickly ate everything and went to grab my bag.

Maybe I could read? Yeah. I'll read. I grabbed a random book in one of the piles in the corner of the room and left. I jumped the wall. I started walking to a playground. I sat on the swing and flipped to the first page.

I so was so absorbed in the book, that I dind't hear a person approaching me. I frowned at the page as I read the stupid action of the character "Hello" I jumped and dropped my book. I looked at the voice's source.

A another boy! What is with random guy's coming up to me! I smiled weakly "Hi" I absent mindedly picked at the swing's chain. The boy was watching me like he was waiting for something "Im Alex" he held his hand out. I smiled and placed my hand in his "Brianna"

"Well hello Brianna! What are you doing her so early? Are you waiting for someone...?" he looked at me and I felt very insecure "Nope. Im just waiting for the time to pass" I smiled at him and bent down and retreived my book.

The strange boy sat on the swing next to me "How are you?" he asked. Well this conversation is awkward! It's like talking to someone who you have a crush on and you don't want them to find out "Uh, fine? Yourself?" I mentally slapped my self. Way to sound confident! Note my sarcasm.

"What book are you reading?" he looked geniully interested "Dracula" "That's one of my favourite's!" his eyes sparkled "Mine to!" he looked at me and smiled "So Brianna, how old are you?" I smiled back at him.

"Sixteen, you?" "Sixteen as well!" he looked actually happy about that. I giggled and we swung back and forth talking. I started to get a warm feeling in my chest. What was I feeling? I frowned and looked at my mobile "Oh my gosh! Im so sorry! I gotta go to school!" I stood up and slung my bag on.

I turned to look at him "Can... can we like, uh. Do this tomorrow?" I whispered not sure he was going to agree "Yes. I would love to!" he got a pen out and I frowned at him and he held his hand out "Give me your hand please" I gave him my hand without thinking and he wrote on it.

I looked at it. A phone number "Call me!" he winked and I smiled "I will! See you!" i waved and started running to school. Late two days in a row? Wow! Im becoming a rebel. I chuckled but that was a bad idea. I stopped for a breather and put my hands on my knee's and bent over.

I took a deep breath and relaxed. Right I need to do more PE. I relaxed and got ready for the rest of the run. A cold hand placed itself on my shoulder. I could feel the scream rip from my throat as I screamed and ran away. Not looking back. My foot got caught on a little pot hole and I face planted.

"Owwwww" I rolled over and felt my face. Damn. That hurt! I got up and dusted my self off. My knee's torn, great! Just great. I shook my head and another hand was placed on my shoulder. I whipped around this time ready to kick the culprit where the sun don't shine.

"You gotta be kidding me!" I stomped my foot and pointed in his face. He gave me and un easy smile "Sorry for scaring you" he's trying not to laugh. I huffed, my face reddening "You should be!" I stomped my foot turned around and walked off "Waitt!" wow. I think he just repeats that word when ever he could.

"Im sorry! I was waiting for you and, we're going to be late" I stopped and gaped at him "Im gonna be late!" I screeched and ran. I could hear his foot steps following me but I couldn't care. I ran straight into the school gate and stumbled backwards.