Did Someone Say Spy?! [Major Rewrite]

Chapter 1

      Ever since grade school, Rose and Jacob have been the best of friends.  You could say that they were inseparable. Things weren't always like that for them, though. Before they met, Rose was going through a pretty tough time. For you see, when she was in the third grade her parents got divorced and she was so distraught she didn't know what to do. She had no friends, felt like the divorce was all her fault, and her parents wouldn't stop arguing about who got what. She felt all alone, that is, until she met Jacob. Jacob made her feel special, like she mattered.

    Jacob, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. He was also an only child, but his parents weren't divorced they were just extremely wealthy and he'd always use that to his advantage during school. That wasn't the case with Rose. Whenever Jacob saw her, he became speechless. He thought that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he had seen quite a few.

      Soon they were best friends and both knew they liked each other. It was as if they were meant to be. Boy, were they wrong. When they got to high school, they joined different clubs and met new friends, and slowly starting drifting apart. Jacob became the quarterback of the football team and Rose became the captain of the Mathletes.  They would hang out sometimes after church or before youth group on Wednesdays. That was about the extent of their relationship going into their teen years.

     The last day of Junior year, Rose and Jacob were on their way to youth group, when suddenly out jumped a man all dressed in black , a mask over his face and a gun pointing to their throats. 

    "Come with me," he said in an accented brisk tone, "or you shall never see your loved ones again."

    Rose and Jacob reluctantly followed the man to wherever they were going.

    Rose whispered to Jacob, "Where do you think he is going to take us?"

    "I don't know," Jacob whispered back.

    "No talkin'!" growled the man.

    The man stopped in his tracks, he had heard something rustling in the bushes.  As he walked over to investigate the sound, Rose and Jacob were plotting on how to escape the man.

    "I think we should run since he is distracted at the moment," whispered Jacob.

    "But wouldn't that be a bad problem," Rose whispered, "since he might turn around at any time now?"

    "Yeah, I guess you are right," Jacob whispered back, "as usual."

    Rose beamed because she was usually right and Jacob hated her for it. 

    The street they are on is called Lockhart lane.  It is a quiet street that has a small park in between two little shops.  They were right in front of the park now, when the man stopped to get a drink of water from the fountain.

    "Excuse me, sir, but we are quite thirsty could we please get a drink of water?" Rose asked.

    "No," snapped the man, "now quit yer yappin'!"

    "Hey, Phil.  I heard you could use some help with these two punks.  I can take it from here."

    "Okay, thanks Billy.  I can't stand kids, they get on my nerves."

    Billy was a tall man who also wore a mask like Phil.  His voice seemed a little less threatening when he spoke. 

    "If you want to live follow me.  Your lives are now in danger and you can't spend anymore of your time dilly-dallying."

    "What do you mean?" Jacob could always be a little slow at things.

    "All will be explained very soon, but right now is not the time to ask questions." He took both of their hands and handcuffed them to his own.  He led them down an ally so thin that they could only go in single file.  As Rose watched his gate she concluded that he was not as slow and clumsy as the man with a gun.  He was instead very agile and strong; she could also tell by his tone of voice he was very intelligent.