Yours Truly (Complete)

Better Than You

*Morning*

The alarm on my phone started blasting at 5:30 am. Instantly ignored. I like my sleep, what I didn't like, was waking up at 5:30 in the morning because of training. My job is great. I get a lot of money. But the amount of sleep I'm losing doesn't work for me. I decide to go back to sleep. I soon started to feel like I was drowning. My body was soaked with water. Anger ran through my body. Jordon. He was new to our group, and I bet you anything that the other two boys put him up to this. Little did he know, I don't like to be woken up. 

Jordon is 18, that makes him a year younger than me. His hair is a dark brown color, and very forest green eyes. He is tall, probably about 6'2. Very muscular too. Like a boy on steroids, only difference is that he isn't on steroids. None the less, he's more of a 10 year old child. His sense of humor is very slim. I have no room to talk most of the time. I have a great sense of humor. Most of the time when I'm not on class A missions, I am goofing around. 

I sat up, messy hair hazel hair and everything. I have light blue eyes, very noticeable.  A large t-shirt hung to my legs. I stared into the boys green eyes. Jordon was now on the floor, he struggled as I slowly suffocated him with my pillow. Until I was pulled off by Allen. 

Allen was my age. His hair is a dirty blond. His eyes are a light brown. Taller than Jordon. He was more like a brother to me than the rest of them. We had been living together for a good 5 years out of 11. Before I was too young and stupid to be in a team. He still annoyed me to death tho. 

"Let me go, He woke me up." I said with red shot eyes. Angry because I was awoken from my slumber.

"No, Me and Ryan told him to do it." Allen started laughing, still holding on to my small body. I could easily get lose from him, but I was still in the process of waking up. 

Ryan is also 19. His hair is kind of like mine, but a darker brown. His hair goes along with his hazel-green eyes. They were to die for. I won't lie, I had a crush on Ryan for the longest time. Pretty eyes get me every time. But, I make it a note not to date my team. You know, just in case I have to end their lives. 

"Ugh, then let me go so I can go shower, I won't hurt him, Promise." Crossing my fingers behind my back, I gave a friendly fake smile. Allen's hands soon untightened around my body. I started walking towards the bathroom, stopped right in front of Jordon who was still lying on the floor and held out my hand. 

Jordon grabbed my hand, "Thanks." He said as I smiled at him. I helped him up, gripping his hand tighter by the second. 

"Let it be a lesson to you. Never wake me up unless you are dying, or something important is happening." A cracking sound came from his hand as Allen and Ryan were at the door laughing at Jordon who was groaning in pain. I let go of his hand as he fell back to the floor. I walked to the bathroom flipping my hair. 

*40 mins later*

I got out of the warm shower. Feeling the coldness grasp around my body. I wrapped the towel around myself and walked out to the closet. I pulled out black ripped jeans and a black crop top. Like I said, all black. I pulled on white socks and some black and white converse. I fixed my bracelets around my wrists. I let my hair air dry to a slightly curly look. I did my make up and grabbed my phone and keys. 

I headed to the first floor of the house. Seeing the three boys sitting around the kitchen table eating cereal. Jordon gave me a dirty look. I tilted my head and smiled at him, only taunting him. I walked over grabbing a bowl and pulling out lucky charms. I mean they aren't my favorite, but I'm running late. I sat down next to Ryan and Allen. I poured milk into the bowl of Lucky charms.

I finished my breakfast, "You better wash your bowls or you'll lose a leg in your sleep." I got up from the table walking over the the sink and dumping the last drops of the milk rinsing the bowl out. I grabbed my keys and phone from the table. "See you at training."

They all groaned as I walked out the door. I got into my black mustang. Okay, so maybe I was a bit rich but I love cars, so don't judge. I turned on the car and started to back out of the drive way. Only to be stopped by Jordon. I was groaning at the sight of his face. 

"Can I get a ride to training?" Jordon asked innocently. I narrowed my eyes at him. He was going to make me late. 

"Are you ready to leave now?" I asked in an even more angry tone than earlier. 

"Yeah, I just need my shirt." He ran inside and grabbed his shoes from the front door and came running back out getting into the car with his shirt. He slipped it on in the car. 

"Buckle up." I laughed as the door closed and I backed out of the drive way like a crazy lady, just to mess with him, and sped down the road.