I sit on the couch, flicking through the channels. There is nothing on at 9pm at night. Right about now any family wold be saying goodnight to each other but well I don't have a family not since I was 8, I barely even remember them and the memories I have are fading quickly and I question them. Are they real? The only person I would call my family would be Clark he has looked after me since the age of 8, after my family was murdered I was put in an orphanage for half a year it was okay, I guess. I never knew anything else, then that was when Clark came he took me out of the orphanage and so I lived with him for 4 years he took care of me. I know what you're thinking he trained you to kill, but no he didn't he sent me to school as a normal kid and when I as 13, he explained the job and I said yes he was reluctant but I persuaded him to let me. I continued to go to school but my outside actives changed from hanging out with friends to extreme gymnastics and gun training which was fun at first then it became a drag like any normal teenager you get bored easy, so I moved out which he thought was fine with my money I bought a house at 16 and here I am now. I get snapped out of my dream by my phone going mad. I look at the screen 15 messages and 5 missed calls "Jesus Christ" I whisper to myself and unlock my screen. Just as I begin to scroll through the messages I hear the door basically slam open and my reflexes kick in so quick before I know it I'm holding a gun to a head
"woah calm down it's just a party" I remove the gun from the head realizing who it is
"Ryan? What party" he smiles and hands me the keys to his car but I give them back and he starts walking around my house
" where did you get a gun??" he ignores my question, I quickly put the gun behind my back and walk up the stairs to my room where I grab the keys to my weapon room
"what party?!!" I call out to ryan as he walks around my house having look, I throw the gun in the weapons room and lock the door
"a party I like to call sweet revenge" he says looking at me walking down the stairs "the rest of the stuff is in the boot" still in shock I scrunch up my face
"I'm not having a party" then it click oh god he has sent out invites to a party at my place. Oh my people are going to wreck my house.
"the Dj will be here in 20 minutes and the jumping castle in 5" he says helping himself to my fridge, I can't have a party, Clark will kill me
"no no no no no times 20" I say freaking out he smiles cracking open a beer
"no take backs" he says taking the keys out of his pockets, I should just ask Clark maybe he will say yes, but I can't talk to him in front of Ryan
"Fine but I'm going to get changed" I say and start walking up the stairs and I turn around half way up the stairs to look down at Ryan and see he his grinning like a mad man "stop staring you pervert" I gesture to myself "not yours, not anybody's" his grin get wider and I find myself laughing. I start walking back up the stairs fully aware about the party when it snaps back into my head, did Ryan say jumping castle? He is going to total my house, I walk into my bedroom and sit on my bed then hit speed dial on my phone
"hello" the voice is Clarks but it's strange
"Hello Clark this is Luna and I was wondering if I could... throw a party?" I ask in a nice voice
"yes fine Luna but no police okay, NO police" says Clark in an exhausted voice, great now I have no reason to kick Ryan out
"thankyou" I go to hang up but decide to ask what up "are you okay?" I ask and I hear a sigh
"nothing wrongs just a long day, I have been on the phone with the boss about Kate and he said he wants to investigate her "
"Oh -" I go to say more but I get interrupted

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Life Of A Teenage Assassin
ActionAverage hipster girl. Professional assassin. Luna Dante is living the double life, taking down mafia after school, on weekends and in lunch breaks at the same time balancing homework and dating. This is her journey about love, life and dealing with...