Only Once

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Events of this chapter and the next one take place during the episode 'Ski Trip', but will focus more on Lily's perspective because she doesn't go on that trip with the girls.

I only own my OC's and things that don't appear in the series!

Looking at another page of my book with a frown, I let out a sigh and threw it at a wall across my bed where I was lying on. This was ridiculous! It never happened to me to read one book for a month and a half! Why, just why was this happening?!

Yes, it's been two weeks since that thing at the mall and Mister British Man wanting to talk to me about me becoming.... What did he say again? A spy? RIDICULOUS! Who wanted to do that anyway? Go around, kick butts and get yourself in everyday danger?

But then why couldn't all those events just get out of my head? Why would I think of what had happened every time I take a book in my hands? Why couldn't I read any books? Why would I look at that thing I had been given every hour? And why was this happening?!

I just couldn't be calm at all, I couldn't sit or lie in one place anymore, and it was... It was so confusing! "For God's sake, why are they doing this to me?!" I exclaimed and groaned with hands on my head, turning around in frustration. Why did they even have to mention this spy thing?! I was perfectly fine without knowing that, I just wanted to know what WOOHP was!

Suddenly, knocking on the door could be heard. "Knock, knock, can I come in?" Uncle Angus asked with a small smile from behind the opened door. "Go ahead." I responded and he did so, sitting on my bed while looking at me. "I found a new job as a mechanic at a place an hour ago." He stated. "Um... That's nice Uncle." I said simply.

"Yes, but it would require me being absent whole day for most of the time. Would that be alright with you?" He asked me with a frown. "Uncle Angus, I'm not a child." I huffed. "I know that you're not, and Bryony agreed with the job, but I wanted to hear what you thought about it." "I think it's great Uncle. With Mother being absent most of the time, it does make sense after all and..." I trailed off.

Yes, that meant I'd be alone in the house most of the time.... "Just do it Uncle, I'll be fine." I finished with a small smile. His job was more important than me stressing over and worrying like a baby.... Uncle smiled back but his smile disappeared off his face once he saw my book on the floor. Getting up, he picked it up and gave it to me.

"Book throwing? What happened?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "Had enough of books?" I responded without thinking and wanted to face palm as soon as I said those words. Had enough of books? Seriously?! Was that the best I could come up with?! Uncle's eyes narrowed when he heard my terrible excuse of a lie.

"Even that doesn't work with me." He commented with a smirk and a look that said 'spill the beans right now'. "Alright, alright! It's just that...." I trailed off and sighed. I couldn't tell him about WOOHP and girls, I knew that much. But how was I going to explain the situation to him?! "Did you.... Did you ever have a situation where...." I tried to get the right words out without revealing anything. "Where you were offered something that you declined and..."

I sucked at this. I would have to ask Uncle Angus for some tips on how to lie better and more convincing... "And you declined it immediately because it made no sense to you, you had your books and couldn't care less about it, but now...." Uncle was watching me in confusion. "But now you're all confused and don't know what to do? Where even books don't help you?"

"Alright, what did you reject?" He finally asked. "Well.... A part-time job at a café!" I blurted out, hoping it was a convincing lie. Uncle sighed before sitting on my bed and motioning for me to come sit next to him which I did. "Lily... Reading books is nice, really nice, and that's one of things I like about you, not being on phones all the time like most teenagers, but... You spend most of the time doing just that. Not too long ago you were willing to meet with your friends while reading a book!"

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