The sunlight flooded my room early this morning and covered every surface lightly. I loved it’s warmth and luminosity. I slowly got up from my bed and opened my iron worked french window and sitting on the small sill looking out on our garden. My legs moving forward and backward each time hitting the harsh but warm brick surface. Everything is bloomed in green smiling proudly to the world, the smell of freshly cut grass filled my senses and rejuvenated me all over.
My alarm bleeped informing me that it was now 8 am so I stand from my sill and walk into my bathroom. I’m met with my unruly reflection. My naturally bleached brunette hair falls down my back in slight messy waves, my skin a caramel colour which I obtained from our trip to Mexico just a few weeks ago and my bright brown eyes stare at my few freckles that I have on the bridge of my nose.
I shower and brush my teeth , blowdrying my hair and putting it in a high ponytail finally dressing in workout black shorts and a white tight t-shirt. Now ready for my morning training session
I walked downstairs into our open plan redbrick downstairs section of our spacious house and into the kitchen after putting my trainers on. After grabbing a cold water bottle out of the fridge and a cereal bar I rush outside of my house and begin walking down my road to be met by the Themes. Oh I forgot to mention, I live in London, specifically it’s suburbs. I have always lived here in the exact same house for 17 years and have loved it. I don’t think anyone can dislike it honestly.
But it is strange particularly for my parents, to have lived here for such a long period of time. See they are in a very sensitive situation everyday and have always been since their decision before I was born. My parents both work for MI6, I am aware of how cliche this sounds but I bought the whole excitement and living on the edge bit when I was young. Although I did have to make that decision when I was 5. I guess it sounded cool, and I was in that phase where ‘Totally Spies’ was my ultimate favourite show and I wanted to be just like Sam when I was younger. I never told my parents that because they would of not taken that as a concrete enough ground to base my decision on.
I guess I was a natural at hiding things, but I get that from my parents. I hardly see them though. Not just because they work late hours and sometimes abroad but because I have spent a large proportion of my life in boarding schools being trained by overly strict teachers on how to be an agent.
‘School’ for an aspiring agent is very different to normal school. You begin at the age of 5 and graduate at 15, then you are plunged in the deep-end. As part of my training, I graduated knowing 14 languages, government defence of every country in the world and its present political status and I am still expected to update my knowledge every month, calculations and decoding, history of politics, law and the major secret services, and lastly sciences at degree level detail. You may say that it’s pressured but they breed geniuses and are proud of their work.
I had no time to make friends, my only friend ever has been Silver. She comes from a very rich family and was offered to graduate early like me but we both decided to stay another year because after graduation me and her would have to separate, she’d have to move to Siberia and I to remain in England. She’s the first of her family to go to an agents school, her parents didn’t want to loose her amazing ability to absorb knowledge, she already knew 3 languages before enrolling! I mean she's a fucking genius. She tutored me most of the time early on but I caught up. She’s no longer in Siberia and her parents have moved to Switzerland, we barely even talk anymore because she’s taken up her work early.
My parents have decided against it. They say it will take my adolescence away from me too quickly and I could not appreciate their choice more. So they’ve enrolled me in a collage (that’s not university the period just before- junior + senior years) just to fill the time, because last year all I was doing was training and occasionally helping with my parents work. Tomorrow is my first day.
