#4 in teen fiction
"Life is a one time offer, use it well."
Nope. Doesn't work for me that way. Wish, it could.
Mark Geller is a seventeen year old teenager with perfect grades, perfect life plans, perfect home, perfect family and a perfect best fr...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Mark's POV
I started to go back to my dream as she continued to switch between different channels. I didn't want to because it hurts so much just to think about it. It was a nightmare that haunted me since eighth grade.
But Jeanette waved her hand in front of me, waking me from my day dream exclaiming "Since you choose to black out, I'll bring the popcorns."
I realized the microwave has beeped several times and now popcorn's smell was all over the room. She got up from the couch making the space next to me again cold. Before leaving she turned around and said with a bit of stubbornness "And I know that you are lying about your dream."
******
Bored as we were, we just lie on the couch but she didn't question about the dream anymore, because she understands that some things are meant to be kept to oneself, till the time comes.
We were watching 'Diamonds are forever' when she sat up and said "Oh! I know, I know what to do today." copying our childhood favourite Phineas and Ferb just with a little more enthusiasm.
"And what is that?" I turned my head towards her.
"Let's become spies and follow your sister today." She said with a wide grin.
I placed my head back onto the couch and laughed, but soon realized she didn't join me. Okay, she was serious. I turned towards her as she frowned back at me. "Is that what you really, I mean really, really wanna do? Who the hell changed you 'cause the last time I checked you never came up with such lame ideas!?"
"Of course jerk, I am the one and only Jeanette. Come on, let's go all James Bond and stalk them, beat bad guys, drive awesome cars and the best part wear black dress. We have never done something like this ever plus you can keep a check on Emilia." she explained, winking at the last part.
"We can do some of your high- tech meadow stuff, can't we?" I said, still not believing her.
"We have already done that this week. " she said, bringing back her complaining voice to convince me.
But she is right as well. We went for a 4 days trip organized by our families all over the country doing all the crazy stuff in the very first week of summer. And we have nothing to do now, except of course completing our beloved homework.
"Ok. But...." my voice trailed off. Is that even legal was what I wanted to say before Jean ran off out of the front door hearing my so said 'Ok'. She will be back soon, until then prepare for the worst, Mark, I instructed myself.
She came back wearing overcoat over her previous clothes, new shoes, a hat over her hair, which were now tied in a tight bun and a pair of sunglasses. And...... everything was black, as she said it was supposed to be.
"I have made the call, she will be here anytime." She said entering from the main door. She lowered her glasses so our eyes could meet and ordered " Now wear something that could make you disappear in a crowd. Something black and glasses too."
