Hurricane Katrina (22 and Heading Back to School As a Student) [ON HOLD]

01) I'm 22 and Heading Back to School. As a student.

Hello all! Well This is my first story so constructive criticism would be awesome. I could just go on and on about other pontless things like my name, reasn for writing, etc etc, but you all just want to read the story so here it is!

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The characters and scenes in this story are all fictional and made up by my own awkward mind. Any similarities to other events in the world are merely coincidences. Thankyou.

NOW ON TO THE STORY!

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I sighed as the memories came rushing back to me. Oh how I missed this place. But before I could reminisce on my past, I remembered what I was here for. Boss really surprised me when he said my next job would be here.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Flashback~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"You called me, boss?" I asked. Boss was his name. Boss the boss. Heehee. I always love saying that to people and they keep asking me what his actual name is.

"Yes I did, Katrina. Sit down," and motioned to one of the two blood red armchairs facing his desk. Boss's office is quite small, just the way he likes it. He thinks big offices are a waste of space. 'A big room should be used for training, not left there to be stared at,' is what he told me the first time I asked him.

The moment I sat down, Boss started talking - which is kind of strange considering he usually just hands me a folder and tells me good luck, "Alise, you may be wondering why I do not have an information folder for you. This case is very important and I do not want any information to be leaked, so I will tell you everything you need to know now. I will only say it once and you will get started right away. Now I will start explaining."

I nodded and he continued, "There have been threats to a middle school not too far from here and they asked for our help. The threats were from Lexdon headquarters."

I stiffened at the thought of that name. Oh how I despised that organization. Boss must have noticed my reaction too because he stopped talking and gave me a comforting smile. After I recomposed myself, he began again.

"You will be undercover as an eighth grader and-" I cut him off.

"Ohhhhh I get it now. You chose me because I can pass for an eighth grader?" Wow really? I know I'm short and all but seriously?

"Calm down Katrina, and no more interruptions please. Now where were we......? Oh yes! You will be undercover as an eighth grader named Chelsi Annington and you will be the lookout for the attackers. There are others already positioned around the school, but they have to hide to make it seem like the school is still normal since they are quite obvious to spot. You my dear, will be basically the main lookout and the messenger. All your necessary gadgets you can pick up once you reach the school. Got it?"

"Yes Boss." I took in everything that he said. "But one question, what school is it?"

Boss just chuckled. "You know I always save the best for last. The school you will be at will be none other than Inlusia Middle School."

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I got in through one of my secret doors since I wanted to give the secretaries a surprise. Heeheehee. When I walked in the office, there was only one in the room and she was way too focused on her paperwork to even notice me.

"We meet again Margaret....." I said with a smirk. Her head shot up instantly. Awwwwww she does remember!

"G-G-G-GRACE!!!!! GRACE, GRACE! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW! SHI-UGAR! SHE'S BACK!!!" She was panicking.

"What is it Margaret, who's back?" The second secretary said whilst walking through the door.

"H-h-hurricane Katri-trina... S-s-s-she she's b-back." Margaret managed to cough out. WOW. I sure did some damage. And L.O.L. Hurricane Katrina? Wowies

"WHAT!?!?! WHERE!?" Grace froze and here eyes widened in fear. "You better be joking with me Marg..."

I walked up behind Grace and put my hand on her shoulder. "C'mon. You and I both know Margaret has no sense of humour. Why would she joke about this?"

I could feel her tense up under my grasp. She recognizes my voice too!

"Ahh. You're still as tense as ever. Nice to see you again, Grace."

She quickly spun around and stepped back. She was about to say something but another voice interrupted her.

"Katrina dear, they are aging, so don't surprise them too much. I can pretty much end this reunion now, right?" It was the principal, Diane - the best principal ever.

"DIANE!" I ran up to her and hugged her.

Diane laughed. "I need to make an announcement so if you would please let go of me-" she paused, looking at my arms around her. I chuckled and let go. "Thank you." she finished.

Diane picked up the microphone thing (I don't know what it's called) and said, "Please excuse this interruption but may all regular staff join me in the library for a meeting at lunchtime. Regular staff only please. That means NO substitutes or student teachers. Thank you." When she turned the microphone thing off, Margaret spoke up.

"Why is she here?" Margaret said while glaring and pointing a bony finger at me.

"You can find out at during the staff meeting or you can just ask her yourself," Diane smirked and walked back into her office. I walked closer to the secretaries but they just backed away from me.

"Tell us what you're doing here." Margaret was trying to sound stern but I could hear the fear that traced her words.

"Okay, okay, since you asked SOOO nicely, I'll tell you," I just realized I couldn't stop smirking. "I am Chelsi Annington, new student at Inlusia Middle School. It is very nice to meet you too!" I put on the biggest smile I could manage. I watched as their eyes widened in horror and their jaws open wide. "Close your mouth, you'll catch flies," As much as I love their facial expressions, I wanted to get out of this office.

"What are you talking about? Is this some type of sick joke? Your name is Katrina Leaor and you are 22! You graduated 9 years ago!" I flinched at the use of my last name. I don't have a last name anymore. Well not since that day. I managed to cover my reaction and I don't think Grace or 'Marg' noticed. I put on a huge smirk.

"You missed me so much you even counted the years? How sweet! But I don't roll that way." I love teasing them.

"So you'll be staying here?" They seemed petrified.

"Yes madams. I think we will be seeing a lot of each other." I smirked one last time before putting on a serious face. "So do you have the class info for a Chelsi Annington?"

They seemed shocked by my sudden change in behaviour but recovered quickly. "Y-yes. Room 222, Ms. Q."

"Oh wow! She still works here? Isn't she turning 80-something this year?"

"She's 52... Now get to class!" And she's back to normal!

I walked down the halls that I remember oh so well and knocked on the door to room 222. I can't believe I'm back here. I wonder if Miss Q will recognize my voice. Oh who am I kidding. Of course she won't recognize my voice. She was already using a hearing aid when I was in her class.

"Miss Q! Someone is at the door!!" I heard a girl shout and I chuckled to myself.

"OH! Come in, come in!" Miss Q sang. She is still the same as always.

I opened the door and quickly scanned the room. I froze and so did my heart when I saw who was sitting at the back of the classroom. It can't be. It is. It's him.