Academy's Assassin

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I glanced out of the new home Phil put me in, a grey two story on Sunnyvale Court that stood directly in front of one of the Blackbourne teams homes and down the road from another. It was my first day at the school, hours before it began, and I stood with a cup of coffee in my hand and photos of each member of the Blackbourne team laid out on my dinner table.

I took a sip of my coffee, filled with enough cream and sugar to mask the bitter taste, before glancing down at the nine photos. I realized last night that the two of men from yesterday were actually part of their team, the Team Liaison and the team Doctor; Owen Blackbourne and Sean Green.

I glanced over the Team Lead, Dakota Lee, with dark framed glasses that looked like Owens, short cropped brown hair and light green eyes. Nathan Griffin was at the other end of my road, with auburn hair and sky blue eyes, as well as muscles that bulged in every single photo of him.

Next came the star of the group, Victor Morgan. A famed piano player with warm amber eyes and curling brown hair, wide shoulders and a tapered waist. Gabriel Coleman came after, with chestnut brown hair and framing locks of blonde, and bright baby blue eyes.

Then the two brothers, North and Luke Taylor. What opposites they were, where Norths as dark and Luke was light. North had dark brown hair and eyes that matched, a golden hoop earring, all the while standing close to six feet three with broad shoulders and a broad chest. Luke was more slim, with long blonde surfer hair he had tied in a bun in most photos with warm chocolate eyes.

And last but not least, the resident Greek. Silas Korba, standing taller than even North at close to six foot five. He had long brown hair that cut off right below his chin, with an olive complexion and warm happy brown eyes. Both he and North played on the football team, Silas's muscles matching Norths.

Each and every one of them had a shitty home life, much like my own. As I read over their lives, I had to stop once I finished with Nathan's. I would finish the rest later, if at all. I would never want anyone diverging into my life and my history, so I would give them the same courtesy.

I glanced at the clock one last time before draining the last of my coffee and grabbing my keys to my 2017 Tesla Model 3, as well as my bag. I double checked I had knives in each boot as well as each thigh holster, a glock in my backpack and a syringe filled with scentless poison. I made sure my laptop was tucked away into the backpack as well, including a scrambler, and a extra security camera. I grinned and made sure everything was hidden before stepping out of my house and locking the front door, looking up when I heard a shout.

I watched Nathan jog down the road to where Dakota stood at an older model green Sedan, both of them not having noticed me yet. I grinned even wider as I watched their exchange, noticing the small gestures that proved just how close they were.

I pushed the unlock button on my key remote, catching their eyes as it beeped. I couldn't help the even wider grin as a blush overtook Dakota's cheeks and a smirk appeared on Nathan's face. I waved slightly, flashing them a wink before opening my door and settling into the car. I pulled out quickly, waving once more before gunning the engine and speeding off to the school.

I watched their car follow suit quickly, shaking my head at the team. They were all too good looking for their own good, but they were still hot blooded males. I pulled into the parking lot and grabbed my bag, tipping my head to Nathan and Dakota as I got out. I walked past the oogling guys, flashing a smile to the rest of the team as I passed them.

I walked into the school and scrunched my nose, pushing my way past the over crowded group of students. I could see why they were having trouble here, this place was absolutely insane. There was no way there were enough students to teachers, and the smell of weed and cigarettes hit me as soon as I stepped foot into the building.