Ch.4

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DON'T KILL ME! I'm sorry for not uploading for so long, but I have my reasons:

1. School started and I have A LOT of homework, projects and tests

2. Turns out I didn't lose the draft book of this story, but instead I had forgotten where I had put it, but now I've found it so there's going to be more uploads :)

So I'm uploading this chapter so you guys get to meet the next girl --- the trouble maker.

Picture on the right is Chasity, or Chase (her nickname)

Btw, the music on the right describes Chasity (I think)

Anyway, enjoy the story :)

PS: I'm starting off when Damon, Mia and Chelsie went to get Kelsy

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Ch.4 Chasity's Catch

I was running away from the laboratory that I just got in 20 minutes ago. Why? Simple. I stole a blue print of a new type of nuclear weapon.

And right now I'm being chased once again by half of NYPD. They must be stupid considering I was never caught. Not even the SWAT team can stop me from escaping.

Yes, they saw what I look like. Yes, they know that I practically break every law in the book. Yes, they've tried catching me numerous times. But no, they never succeed.

It's pretty hilarious the first time they saw me coming out of a military's storage. Which is loaded with guns. Best part was I came back out with two hand guns strapped to my thighs, a rifle in my jeans pocket, while holding an AK in my left hand. Their faces were priceless! All of their jaws fell to the floor, while their bodies were frozen! Guess they never thought a chick would walk out of there.

Anyway, back to the present, I'm currently on my black and red bike. Don't know or care about the brand of it. All I know is it's my 16th birthday present from my father.

He taught me how to ride it actually. But then I gone rouge when I turned 17, and I ran away from the place that I once called home.

Okay, I seriously need to concentrate or I won't be able to make my wicked departure move.

As predicted (since I've been through this A LOT of times), a cop car stopped in front of me blocking my way. They really are stupid. Since when did this ever stop me from escaping?

'We've been through this countless times and yet they're still dumb enough to do this.' I muttered to myself.

I increased the speed and lifted up the front part of my bike just when I'm about to hit the cop car, so I flew - literally - past the car and ended up on the other side of the traffic. I even saw a kid record it on his cell phone. Kid's gotta pay me back when that clip went on YouTube and got millions of views.

I kept riding ahead, looking for the best part of the chase. Yup. They even sent out the SWAT team. But seriously?! The SWAT team?! It's just a little stealing! Well, not little, considering I'm a number 1 wanted criminal out here, but it's not that big of a deal!

So I did what was logical. And by logical, I didn't mean that I'll stop my bike and surrender to these dumb-ass cops. I meant that I'll go to the maximum speed this bike can go and sped past them in a blur.

And that's exactly what I did.

'Chasity Flynn! I'm ordering you to stop driving right now!' Officer What's - his - name ordered me.

I flipped him off, then gave him a freakishly cheesy line that you hear in a ton of movies.

'Catch me if you can officer!' Which they never did, by the way.

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