The Agent And The Nerd

Chapter 1

I sigh as I hear the intruder break in, this was starting to bore me. The intruder advances towards me, slowly and chuckles looking at the feigned fear on my face. This was the third intruder this week and I was starting to get wary. I mean, I'm a spy. These attackers need to stop perceiving me as 'helpless'.

He closes in and slaps his rough hand against my cheek, not even a punch. That angers me. I don't think he would have slapped me if I was a boy, he would've punched me and that showed how he undermined my strength. He obviously wasn't thoroughly researched if he thought that I wasn't a tough target.

I duck instead of throwing a punch before he can deliver his next blow, he takes my dodge as another sign of weakness as I didn't retaliate. Oh boy, this man has no clue about what's in store. His initial intention seems to change as he lets his eyes wander over me, taking in my slight figure and sharp grey eyes. I fuel energy into my right arm and prepare to deliver a sharp punch straight to his jaw. I take a step back and run, taking the intruder by surprise.

I mutter a string of curses under my breath. This man didn't know that I was trained, which means that he just broke in not because he was told to but because he wanted to. I was just happy that he broke into my house instead another helpless girl's.

I manage to make my way down the stairs dodging his advancements, he lets out a growl and unevenly tumbles down the stairs. I finally ensure that there's enough space in front of me before I kick him, aiming the tip of my foot to his jaw. The sudden force throws his head back and he stumbles. He recovers quickly and slams his fist into the air, missing me by an inch. I punch him in the gut, without giving him time to recover. He doubles over and gasps for air. I smirk lightly before calling my dad.

"There was another one, but I don't think that he was sent by anyone. He broke in, and most probably has no prior knowledge about us. I'm just glad he chose this house to break into, and that no one defenseless got hurt" I inform him in a chill voice as he sighs.

"Are you hurt?"  Worry tints his voice lightly.

"Am I ever?" I snicker.

"I know we weren't that careful this time but will be next time I promise, we have to leave anyway. There were too many attacks in such a short period of time." The frustration in his voice is evident. "Remember how I said we'd have to make it to California? And how we'd probably stay there for a while? Well I got official orders, we're leaving tonight."

"I'll pack dad. This is a good thing, right? California isn't going to be a temporary home like all the ones we've been to over the years." I let out a puff of breath and plop down onto the sofa. Mr.Intruder recovers from my punch and runs towards me channeling a punch at my jaw; I deflect it and drop the phone onto the sofa before jabbing my fingers on his throat. My dad's worried yells echo through the air and I let out a laugh before grabbing the phone and yelling into it. "I'm alright dad."

"I'll be back in an hour." The tiredness in his voice seeps through his words. "I'll get someone to give you the details, I still have to finish two codes before I can get back home. We're leaving tonight though" I can hear the exhaustion in his voice and a rush of involuntary worry passes through me. My dad's a workaholic and though I know that he loves his job as one of the most respected techs for the world's biggest undercover protection agency, I know that the stress often gets to him.

"We've managed to stay here for a year and a half dad, that's a long time. We both saw this coming." I say nonchalantly, but inside the familiar feeling of dread fills me.

"What are you going to tell lily?"

"I'll manage, I always do."

I hang up the call and put on some music before proceeding to stuff my mere excuse for a wardrobe into a box and then I stuff my dad's singular pile of ironed shirts and trousers into another one. I'm used to this, every time I think that it's the end and that things are going to work out another curve-ball is thrown towards me. I was expecting it this time but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it.