I sit on the end of my bed, just thinking about the conversation I had just had. A secret agent? Me? No way. I have to change my name, and my family think I'm dead. And that Brendon looks strangely familiar... hmm. Maybe not.
All of the others went down to the gym to train, whereas I just sat there jotting down ideas for my spy nickname. They all have one. Some even go by their actual nicknames daily, which I don't understand. We also have a partner who we always work with, our new other half if you will, who we also room with. My roommate is Maya, and she seems lovely so I guess it's alright.
I lay down on my bad just staring up at the ceiling for what feels an eternity, I love my name, I don't want to change it. This transition into new life is just so shitty. Ughhh.
After about another hour or so Maya comes into the room with a plate of pasta carbonara which is clearly dinner. She hands it to me softly and smiles "Hey it's alright you know, I've only been here about 3 months myself, and I haven't been on a mission yet as I had no partner so we can learn together! I was the same when I arrived, locked myself away for days on end, I almost starved myself to death!" She chuckles "I'll look after you, don't worry" she clicks her tongue at me and swiftly walks out the room, clearly going to eat with the others.
As I eat all I can think about is the satisfying noise the click of her tongue made, and how my ankles click when I walk.
I got it.
My nickname is going to be Click.
*sorry this is so shittly written I'm really ill and I wanted to get a chapter out, it'll be better next time!*
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The Girl Of Tomorrow. (A Panic! FanFiction)
FanfictionCleo Valentova just wanted a regular life. Definitely not what was in store for her. A story of Mystery, Despair, love and heartbreak.
