Girl Meets Life in New York

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POV Change

Everyone fell asleep after we finished the game twenty questions. I still wore the Nike clothes I had, so I left my bag but grabbed my phone and beats. I jumped out the window and began my pursuit towards the nearest Gym.

I'm met by the face I knew all too well, Farkle. If you're wondering, why is Farkle here, well it all started a couple of weeks ago.

Jump 2 Weeks

We were halfway through the summer when Farkle and I decided to try skateboarding. I know I have a hoverboard but it's not the same. The hoverboard actually bonds with my shoes, it's like a magnet, without the metal. So I never have to worry about falling, cool right? But about true skateboarding, I've never tried, but being an Agent, balance was a key. So this new sport came naturally.

We stopped at a small place, called Starkboarding. Weird name, am I right? Well anyway, stark built this after he met Farkle. You'd think Stark would have reported once he found out, but instead, he showed Farkle the way of the Science Bros force. Ever since Farkle and I have stuck together with experiments, we became the Science Siblings. Funny right?

Anyway, back on track, this building was sort of weird, because the actual skateboard park was outside, but the cafeteria was inside. I guess stark wanted us to be closer to Nature. That's okay with me.

Anyway, the day started like any other day, me and Farkle hung out. I picked him up in my car and we drove towards our destination. Farkle grabbed his blue ocean longboard, and I grabbed my galaxy longboard.

And we made our way inside. After a couple of rounds, him finally getting the hang of it, we rested. We ordered food, and Jarvis brought us both a Subway-style sandwich, with chips.

"I want to learn to defend myself," Farkle said out of the blue.

"What?" I questioned as I put my sandwich down.

"Well, I figured if you have to worry about 5 kids at least one of us should know how to defend ourselves,"

"It will take lots of dedication, once a week, every week," I look up to him, wondering how I'm going to do this.

"I've thought about it, and I'm ready," Farkle said with his head nod.

"Ok, first we'll teach you how to work a weapon of your choice, so at least you'll know how to use that weapon. Next, I'll show you how to throw a punch, and then to get out of certain headlocks, or choke holds. Then we'll go over certain drugs that can be placed in drinks or foods. After that, we'll work on your ability to read people and watch for certains signs. For example, if someone keeps looking at doors or possible exits, or if they keep putting there hands on certain types of clothing. You know something's up. Are you sure you're up for this?" I watch his emotions, and his face stays the same, determined.

"Yes," He answers.

"Okay, we'll do it every Friday night at 12. I may have someone come with me, and I promise you it will be someone you know," I state as I think of two possible candidates.

"I have one question,"

"Shoot,"

"Why are you so afraid of water?" Farkle asks the question I've been dreading.

"We all have our secrets," I state as I start eating again.

"Your one secret is about to be revealed," Farkle says.

"Wha-"

"Jarvis turns off all of the cameras," Farkle states in a rushed tone.

"Farkle," I say in a warning tone. Before I know it I'm drenched in the water that was once in his cup.

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