"Davidson!"
I'm surprised awake, my head falling off my hand and bashing straight into a hard surface. Hard surface? Oh right, English class, Romeo .. Juliet.. Got it
"Davidson! What the hell are you doing!?" I look up to my teacher, he's standing right over my desk, arms crossed and hands tucked under his armpits, he's not very intimidating with those huge rounded glasses and big nose, it actually is really funny.
"Praying?" It's comes out as a question but Mr. Rays buys it and continues the class giving me evil glares about every 5 minutes. I check the clock and this class, being the last class of the day is almost over and I'm bouncing in my seat and at this point Mr. Rays has given up on sending me death glares and as he dismisses the class I'm up and out the door before he can call me back. I had no time to waste, I had training and that's all that matters right now.
I'm fast walking to my locker, my strawberry blonde hair bouncing behind me, books in hand and a bag on my back I was so busy trying to get to my locker that I didn't realize my boyfriend leaning against it. Running right into him dropping my books to the floor and swearing a bit.
"Hey what's the rush babe" he says, I look up at him smiling, he gives his signature smirk back and kisses me, I give him a quick hug before moving around him to put in my combination, I can hear him picking up my books before I see his muscled arm placing them on the top shelf of my locker above my head, I set my bag in and turn around placing my arms around his neck, I give him a quick kiss
"You know why I'm rushing, Anthony I have to go" I wriggle from his grasp and start to walk away but he grabs my arm pulling me back and kissing me again, I giggle and pull back
"Why won't you tell me where you go everyday?" He asks completely serious I sigh putting my hands on his biceps, so strong, heart eyes emoji oh man.
"No where just some private studying with my brother" I say with a smile winning him over as he sighs and smiles back, and before you say anything I didn't lie, I really do have private studying with my brother to do, it's just not the studying you're thinking of.
"Okay" he says with one more kiss then walks away with a wave. I wave back, staring at his bum, oh those tight jeans he wears every day are just oh so amazing, I lean on my locker grinning like a mad man, arms crossed over my chest. Anthony has his own style, tight black jeans or black t shirt or tank with red flannel. Whoa. Kaitlin, training, focus. I shake my head and push myself up, walking down the hall, people move out of the way for me and girls I don't know the names of stare at me with envy, yah I'm a little popular okay I'm really popular but that doesn't matter to me, all that matters is training, and well other stuff like grades, family and friends, I never really cared what people thought about me, but yet I'm still the queen bee.
I make my way through the front doors waving at some people calling my name, who the fuck are those people, I give them a fake smile and they smile back, I then turn back to my walking and pull my keys out of my pocket, pressing the button for the lights to my black range rover to flash indicating that it's unlocked. Okay maybe I'm rich, just a little.. Okay I'm really rich but that's because my parents work for the government, it's a very high rank. You'll understand soon.
I'm driving down the highway tapping my fingers on the steering wheel to 5 Seconds of Summer playing on the radio
"If I showed up with a plane ticket and a shiny diamond ring with your name on it would you wanna run away too, CAUSE ALL I REALLY WANT IS YOU"
I belt out the lyrics, music bouncing off the walls on the car, I look down at the time 2:20 I have to be there by 2:45, I've got time. I look up at the road and immediately step on the breaks, I screech to a halt mere millimetres from the ford fusion in front of me. I look around him and see that traffic is pilled up for miles.
"DAMMIT, CMON!" I scream at the people in front, they obviously can't hear me with my windows rolled up but I might as well try.
I check the time again and it's 2:36. Dammit I only have 9 minutes to get there, I'm gonna be late. Zack is gonna hate me.
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I quickly park the car, traffic took forever and it's now 4:01, I'm 16 minutes late, I grab my stuff from the trunk and lock the door, could this get any worse!!
I run through the doors and down the stairs leading to a door, I grab my ID out of my pocket and hold it in front of the scanner, the doors open momentarily and I'm running again.
It take 4 more scans to get through 4 more doors and it's now 4:15, 30 minutes late. I'm in deep shit.
"IM HERE!" I yell as I barge through the door leading to the training arena, everyone looks at me, I bet I'm a bleeding mess, I have bags hanging over my shoulders and I'm panting for air, I look through the crowd and spot Zack, or should I say 35, he's my trainer if you haven't guessed yet, also known as my annoying older brother. I drop all my stuff and run to him shrugging off my jacket of my training gear which I put on during traffic.
"99, Where have you been, you are" he pauses to check his watch "35 minutes late" he looks at me sternly crossing his arms
"I'm so sorry, there was SOOOO much traffic and I just want to get started lets go" I position my self and put my arms up
He chuckles a put his arms up in defence also and it begins, no pity on the side and no mercy, punches and kicks are flying everywhere, yah this is the life.
Well I guess I better introduce myself. I'm Kaitlin Davidson, 17 years old, also known as Agent 99 and if you haven't guessed, I'm work as a secret agent with my family for the government.
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Hey! So this is like the pilot of the whole book, I got this idea from just sitting in my room watching vines haha and the main character, Kaitlin, is based off of one of my friends Kaitlin, she's a cool cat.
This book is unedited and will not be edited until it's complete:)
So I hope you enjoy this book and
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