Georgia's POV
While walking going home after my painting class. I saw Andrew the asshole.
"Wassup George?!" Andrew asked.
Andrew's one of the guys who always tease me everytime we met. He's an idiot and likes to fvck girls. He's a pain in the ass FYI
"I'm perfectly fine!" I said (note the sarcasm)
"Really? You know you can text me and we can hang out at my bed. What do you say?" he told me and winked at me.
"First of all, I don'thave your phone number. Second, I don't like you and fvck yourself!" I said and Andrew laughed.
"Oh sure George!" this guy is getting hurt today. Ohh what if I kill him today?
"Okay I'll go out with you." I said and Andrew smirked.
"Yeah?" I smiled at Andrew and I kick him in the balls hard. Opppsss!
"No. Bye Andrew!" I said with a smirked, leaving him crying in pain. Pathetic
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"Georgia, you need to do this job!" Paul said. Paul is my dad and mom's friend. When my dad and mom died in a car accident because of an asshole drunk driver that hit them. Paul was the one who take care of me. Paul was nice to me and he treated me like his daughter. And now I hate him.
"Paul, I don't like!" I said.
So as you can see Paul wanted me to be "bodyguard" to someone I don't even care to know his/her name! Why me?!
"Why can't you just ask someone that is interested in that job. I'm pretty sure they'll agree!" I said and Paul sighed
"Georgia, please just agree. You are strong. You trained for boxing, you trained on how to shoot. You are trained for this, Georgia. You're dad and mom trained you for a job like this!" he said and now I'm the one who sighed.
"Paul, they are different. They are professionals. I'm far from being professional." I said and Paul walk over to me and hugged me. He's like my second father.
"Just try Georgia." Paul said
After a moment of silence.. I said yes that I'll try. And Paul instantly cheered and told himself he knew it which made me rolled my eyes and when I'm about to go to my room Paul told me I'll meet him/her tomorrow. That means the one I'm protecting. And why can't he just tell me who I am protecting.

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