Some say to keep your friends close but your enemies closer but who's to say they are not all the same? A girl with a killer attitude literally is set forth on a dangerous mission to kill.
This girl is anything but normal, she was trained f...
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I taped the remote control playing the movie. I maneuvered my body over Julians grabbing a blanket and placing it on both of our laps.
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"Princess it is time to get up." Carla's familiar voice replied.
I groggily sat up looking over at her and Eleanor and Kristen. They all smiled happily towards me there face beaming with excitement.
After gaining full consciousness I looked both ways looking for any sign of Julian. After a few seconds the memory of him leaving filled my mind, oh right he left.
I hopped out of bed and walked over towards Elenor rubbing my eyes groggily. Elenor lead me over towards the walk in closet and began to undress me of my pajamas.
"Lift your arms please," Clara asked.
I did as I said allowing Elenor and Carla to slip off the beautiful pink night gown. After they handed me a fresh pair of undergarments and a comfortable black dress.
After they assisted me in getting dressed I walked over towards my kitchen smiling at the beautiful assorted breakfast awaiting to be eaten.
I pulled the chair away from the table and sat down gazing over at the food in awe. There were three dishes one with two large Belgium waffles, another with eggs, and then oatmeal.
A small glass of orange juice as well as utensils laid beside me on the left and right. With ease, I picked up the shiny fork and knife and began to cut through the waffle.
"Is there anything else we can assist you this morning princess?" Elenor questioned.
I shoved another bite of waffle into my mouth moaning out happily as the deliciousness touched my tastebuds. I nodded my head over to Eleanor smiling sheepishly.
Elenor, Carlas and Kristen's figures maneuvered their way out of my apartment in haste vanishing from my sight as I excused them.
I looked back over towards the food cutting another piece of the Belgium waffle and taking another large bite after dipping it in whip cream.
