Deadly Beauty

Chapter 4

Here is the New chapter! Hope You enjoy!!!!!! I had written the entire thing two days earlier, and it got lost -_-

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"Alex!"

"Alex!" I felt a poke on my shoulder.

"Come on! Get up! We're here!" Kyle was shaking me awake, and I wanted to deck him. But I did have to get up.

"OKAY. I. AM. UP.!!" I gave him a death glare, trying my hardest not to be hypnotized by his greenish-grey eyes and his dark black hair. Afterall, I did have a boyfriend, and I couldn't betray my Max like that.

Besides, Max was much better looking than me AND Kyle. Max had these amazing chocolate brown eyes and brown hair. Max was only four years older than I was, and at 21 he was the most amazing boyfriend to have. I on the other hand was an extremely cold looking person. I'm suprised to have ever brefriended someone as sweet as Riley in the first place, because most people tend to stay away from me because they think I'll kill them or something. I have jet black hair, that under certain light looks blue, and I have cold, lifeless, icy blue eyes that sometimes appear grey. 

Anyways, right now looks wasn't important, because I was being pushed out of the jet that had landed at a private airport and into a black suv. 

"Don't ever wake me up like that again or I swear I will cut your dong off and staple it to your forehead so that everyone can see how small it is!!!!" I hopped into the suv, Kyle following suite.

"I'd doubt you'd do that during a mission, Riff." Kyle looked at me and gave me once of his annoying smirks. I hated it when he called me 'Riff'. The only reason why he did that was because I loved to play the piano, and I loved doing the piano riff and he thought it was clever.

"Shut up, Sparky." I looked at him, crossed my arms and smirked back. Becuase Kyle's power was fire, I thought it was clever to call him Sparky.

After I looked at Kyle, we both rolled our eyes and turned our heads towards the window.

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After about a half an hour into the drive, the suv pulled into a driveway. The first thing I was ever trained to do was to assess my surroundings, and that was the first thing I did. Because it became more than just a precuation, it was an instinct.

The driveway that we pulled up into was enough to fit four cars, two across. There was a garage and connected to the driveway was a simple two story home. The front yard had little curb appeal, besides there being a large oak tree and some shrubs and tulips. I couldn't see the backyard, since it was secluded due to the wooden fence. The only thing I noticed that was different from the other homes was there was cameras. Probably to capture surveillance. Also, I noticed that there was a red chevy cruze and my black motor cycle in the driveway.

We where whisked out of the driveway and into the house by an agent who was dressed normally to avoid any suspicions. Once inside the house, we where lead to a modern contemperary living room with white couches, a plasma screen tv, yellow tulips in a clear glass vase and brown walls. 

We where sat down by the officer. "Hello agents, it's a pleasure to meet you two. You are both very skilled." The officer handed us our mission packets and our private agent phones along with a smartphone, probably to appeal to American teenagers. "My name is Officer James O'Malley of the  W.G.A.  (World Government Agency).  I'll come by every week to deliver messages from the captain and give you any mission updates. If you ever need backup, call me on your agent phones, my number is saved in there and is also in the mission packets. In the mission packets is an envelope with your school i.d's and a credit card for you to purchase clothes, food, ect. You can buy anything with those cards. Also inside the packets is your school schedule and some tips of normal american teens. Those tips include the trending clothes, how teens act and what to expect. Study them well. You are free to do anything with the house, there is a pool in the back yard and a fully stocked kitchen with plenty of appliances and a washer and dryer. The house has three bedrooms, one office room, three bathrooms and an attic. In two of the bedrooms we have left a box with agent supplies, such as guns, knifves, spy gear and recording cameras. The school handbook is also in there as well. Anyways agents, please if you need anything don't hesitate to call me. Good luck." With that, the officer got up and left.