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-Introductions-

Nicoles P.O.V. :

"Who am I?"

Right after those words left the guys mouth, I rose a perfectly plucked eyebrow and a smirk found it's way across my face. "Y'know, I ask myself that everyd-" but before I could finish, Trish literally assaults my arm by smacking it about a good 6 times.
"Nik! Stop playing and actually answer the damn question!" She pretty much yells.

"Okay, okay, geez. You don't have to murder my arm! It's numb now, how will I liv-!" But again, I couldn't finish, cause she smacked me upside the head. I swear I don't know how we're friends. Everyone starts laughing after that.

Once everyone sobered up from their laughing fit I say,
"Alright, I got it. Nicole, Nicole Taylor. I'm an old friend of Trishs'."
And with that really plain and brief answer, everyone in the house -scattered around or on a couch- just stared at me. Like if I killed someone, -not that I haven't but they don't know that- and I just started back. There wasn't even tension, it was just awkward.

But one, just one person here caught my eye while doing this stare off with everyone. He had dark brown long messy shaggy hair, which was covered by a plain black hat. He wore an all black attire that consisted of a plain black t-shirt and black jeans.

I recognized him of course. Not that watched his YouTube videos he made, but being an assassin I needed to know about people. Plus Ally sent me a his profile and Info before getting here. So I had a good amount of knowledge on him somewhere racked up in my head. He was cute, I'd give give that.

'Wait, no no no, no cute. No. attachments.'

After that pretty long stare off, Natalie came and saved me. Thank God.

"Alrighty then, hey Nik, where are you staying today? Do you have a place while your here?"
"Uhhh, bout that. I don't, this was just a sudden thin-" and again, I get cut off. Geez, that's irritating.
"GREAT! You could stay with me and David. He won't mind. Right David?"

Once she said his name, It was like he was knocked out of his staring trance.
"Oh, um, yeah. I have a spare room."

"Hmmm, I'd argue and say I can deal it on my own, but Nat here is giving me a look.. Sooo"

And once again, I was about to get smacked upside the head. But quickly, I grabbed her arm and swiftly twisted it behind her back. Pulling it in a.specific direction to inflict some sort of pain. Not much though, I'm not trying to break her arm.

"I swear I will rip your damn head off Nat if you don't stop" I growled lowly in her ear.

"Owww, I will kill you Nik. If you dont stop fucking like that cause you won't do it."

She says while prying me of her. With a cocky smirk plastered on her face.
" You know what Nat?" I say after shoving her. She just responds with a look of curiosity- which was so damn fake- and a cock of her head to the left.

And I slumped my shoulders. Not really having a threat, cause I wont follow through since I care about her-too much. Sadly. But whatever. I could only responded with a mumbled,

"Fuck off."

And that was that. The whole rest of the day felt like a montague from a movie. Or like something off F.R.I.E.N.D.S. The whole rest of the day, we ended up at David's. And when I say we, I mean we. Everyone at Trisha's place came over with us. After setting up my room, I stay there. And I'm glad no one came in. Cause I wouldn't be able to hold it and just murder them then and there.

Today wasn't so bad. I just need to wait for Sam to send me the info. on my next mission. And the moment I recieve it, I'm out. Don't get me wrong, I love my four friends here. But, my job always comes first. Still, while im here I'm gonna spend the time of my life.

You know, once I think about, it ain't too bad. But, It's lways calm before the storm.

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Hey Bitches!!!
Sorry for no update, but here's this. I've been extremely busy, and I'm thinking about changing the plot of this story a little. I'm not sure yet, but I'll figure it put.
Till next time Bitches!

- C.J.

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