I was awoken with a start as the man next to me on the plane I had practically been FORCED onto nudged me and said
"Darling we've touched down"
I rose shocked and said to the man
"Oh. Thank you for telling me"
The man then reached down to get his luggage I took the time to study him and look him over.
He was Caucasian with tan skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked around the age of 22 years old. He had a mysterious edge to him though. As though he was hiding something. I couldn't put my hand on it though.
"Sweetie are you okay?"
His menacing voice brought me out of my thoughts.
I involuntarily grimaced.
"Yes thank you erm I'm going to go now"
I quickly rose out of my seat and started down the sort of 'corridor' of the aeroplane.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him giving me or my back, an evil smirk.
There was something about him I didn't like. Anyway he isn't my problem . I place all thoughts of the strange man at the back of my brain and braced myself for the journey ahead.
When I had finally arrived at my temporary house, I tried to settle in but I couldn't. Everything seemed so different Texas. I mean first of all the weather. It's so fucking hot. And what's up with the steering wheel being on the other side? Oh great what am I going to do for school tomorrow? Everyone seems to have a car.
In America you can drive as soon as your 16. Whereas Britain you have to be 18.
I let my thoughts take me away until I was engulfed in darkness and I was asleep.
I awoke the next morning AGAIN with a start. Seriously, what is with that?
I hastily got out of my bed and went to have a shower and brush my teeth before putting on some cream.
I next pulled on a pink floral parental advisory explicit content top, a pair of jeans and white fur light brown timberlands. I completed my outfit with a black leather jacket.
I then set off for school.
It was about a ten minute walk.
As soon as I walked through the school all eyes were on me.
I felt so foreign. Oh wait... I am
I was lost in my thoughts once again as usual anyway why is that? I'm usually really focused.
I was thinking about this when I felt a hand hovering around my butt. Someone is about to do something they're gonna regret.
Before the hand could even reach my butt I grabbed the persons wrist and twisted so it was pinned on their back
I whispered in their ear "your gonna regret that"
the imbecile had the audacity to wink at me and smirk saying,
"Oh kinky I like it"
This just angered me further and I turned around to punch them in the face.
Once I had turned them around I immediately recognised the boy was Aiden. The boy I was supposed to be protecting.
"You?"
"Ah you know me already. I'm flattered"
Ugh I knew it. He is the arrogant type.
"You know I always assumed a dick belonged in your pants and not your personality but I guess we learn something new everyday"
He ignored my comment and went on to say
"Oh a British babe. That's hot"
I just ignored him and kicked him in the shin and said
"If you know what's good for you you'll never touch me again"
I then turned away and began walking towards the front entrance.
So many questions were swirling in my head and I didn't realise the man I'd met on the plane had been watching me the whole time.....
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Don't judge a book by it's cover
ActionRebecca Blackstone is no ordinary 15 year old girl. She's a spy. It all started when her parents were killed in a supposed 'accident'. She believed it. She was 6 at the time. She believed it until 2 agents from military intelligence section 6 or bet...