Non-Stop

--9--

"The agency would like to offer you a chance to redeem yourself of your crimes " Mrs.Jackson said, her voice was serious and cold.
"How ?" I asked after a moment of silence, my eyes darting between them all with wariness.

"By offering you a deal, you work for us and the city, and we give you the lead position of Zoe Marklands case" Commander Thomas said sternly. I knew internally this was all of their benefit, it anything were to go wrong I would be at fault. But what did I care ?
"Sure " I said. "Good, then we have some files and a office waiting for you. For now rejoin your class mates" Mrs.Jackson ordered.

I headed back to classes, when lunch came around I sat staring at my food. My back was bothering me, so I tried to distract myself.

New outfits had been let out among the team, stronger, thicker, not as fashionable. Shower time was now available, Zax was proof of that, his hair loose and moist.

"So what did they want ?" Vale asked sitting near me with her tray. "For me to work for them, and take the lead position on the mission " I said with a bland voice. Zax glanced at me firmly.
"You said no ?" He asked.
"Im sure she did " Vale says.
"I said yes, what do I have to loose at this point ?" I sighed. Zax shook his had as if he disagreed while Vale gave be a disapproving glare.
"Your respect ?" She asked.
"From who ? You ? I'll probably die in the face of the Elites anyway "I snapped.

After lunch our classes were canceled and replaced with Drama. They couldn't come up with a more formal name I guess.

The man there was tattooed and tall, we all sat in metal chairs eithoit desks, there was a lean stage up front that the man paced on.

"Today we are going to learn how to be undercover, the better you do in the training for this mission, the better spots you get, and more points "He said. We all nodded quietly.

Suddenly a plump woman with white hair and blue eyes paced up onto the small stage. "I am Mrs.Leonard, I am from sector three and here to make sure you all dont blow your cover " She said with a fakley nice voice, it was honey sweet and annoying high.
The man looked disturbed as if he couldn't stand her one bit. He stepped away to the side and gave her the spotlight.

"We are going to do a bit of role-playing children, and then we will see who is the best " She said in a amused tone. She stepped off the stage and to the side of the carpeted room.
"First up um.. You and you " She said pointing to me and then to Vale. We stood and walked up to the stage and the lights drew down until the blue rays were on us.

We stood 5 feet apart, staring at one another with mischievous smirks. Mine half-hearted.

"Now um, brown skin girl, act as if your angry and tell her to give you your fix " Said the woman. Vale was cracking with laughter but I felt nothing. I narrowed my eyes and channeled hatred, letting it flow.
"Where is my fix Vale ?" I snapped my voice lighter then intended. Vale blinked away amusement and tried to look serious her eyes bright.

"You can't have it !" She hissed joyfully. Mrs.Leonard hurried onto the stage her face irritated and pink, her saggy but smooth wrinkles wiggling with distaste.
"No no no "She snapped at Vale. "That is not how you do it, use expression and the sound of your voice toddler " Mrs.Leonard hissed before stepping down into the dark shaded corner.
"Try again" She ordered.

Vale looked mildly frustrated but shook it off and flexed. I regained my composure and glared. "Where is my stash ?" I asked firmly. Vale narrowed her gaze.
"You'll get it when you have the money" Said her icy thick voice. Mrs.Leonard clapped with a high pitched whistle.
"Good good, but the clear winner is erm, brown skin girl " She said gently. I felt my mind prickle at my new name but settled it. "Pink hair girl, step down"
"Blue hair boy up".