Playing Hard To Get I See. Assassin au

lets get this straight. no lets get this bi.

Maddi POV  so after the fire I went into foster care. Hopping from home to home when I hoped into....let's call him Bob. So I hopped into Bob's home. Mind you I was 14at the time. Bob was pretty cool, would feed me and buy me stuff. I was the only child so was nice. So Bob one day is all like hey come here in the closet. Me being stupid I was just like oh, okay. I go in and dude touches me in places I DIDN'T  want to be touched by a fat dude in his 40s. It isn't fun being molested. I found a gun used for protection and I fired 2 warning shots...into his head. An: whoever gets that reference I'm following you.  Surprisingly I was pretty calm about it. I was like, oh I shot someone. Okay ima make me a sandwich. BUT HERE'S THE THING! DUDE DID THAT TO LIKE YOUNG PEOPLE LIKE ME ON THE REGULAR! AND WAS A TARGET FOR AN ASSASSIN! So the dude that was going to kill him comes in, and finds lil o'l me standing next to a dead body, blood on my hands, holding a gun completely unfazed.  He says "what the actual fuck." So I replied "uum hi. I killed him if you couldn't guess." The look on his face was priceless.  He told me that his name was Lafayette and he was an assassin. He then helped me clean up since a dead body wasn't something you'd  like to come home to.  We went to a warehouse about 45miles  out  of town. I said, "is this your hideout?"
He said "oui. I will take you to Mr. Washington to see what we will do with you."  We walk Into an office and there sat an African American man. He was bald and had an eyepatch on his face.  Overall he looked chill but didn't take any crap. He said,"who is this girl Lafayette." Lafayette  responded, "the target I was supposed to go after  was killed already."  Washington asked without missing a beat, "by who I might ask?" I decided I was going to speak  "by me sir. He was assaulting me and I took a gun used for protection and I shot him. Then shortly after Lafayette came to kill him to find the job complete." Washington looked up to see this 4'10 girl with a blood stained  blouse and a mess of curly hair. I saw his eye go wide. It was great. I thought he was like what the hell!? You're like 10! I say, "I'm 14 if you need clarification. I'm just embarrassingly short." Once he finaly composed himself Mr Washington said,  "You will stay with us and become a trained assassin. Lafayette has the little things you have and you report for training tomorrow at 6 AM. The people whom you will be staying with are  myself, Lafayette and another person. Alexander Hamilton."  Just then a guy not much taller than me walks in. He had chocolate eyes with hints of purple in them, brown hair worn in a ponytail and  tanned skin. Washington briefed him on my situation and he introduced himself as Alexander. So he was the other I was crashing with. I introduce myself,  "hi. I'm maddi. Nice to see a fellow shorty."  Alexander replies, "one question, do you even lift bro?" Me being a smartass, I say "I'll lift a gun to your head if you dont shut the fuck up"  Washington intervened saying "hey! Let's go. Maddi we are headed to our house the boys will show you the ropes." "Bla bla bla this is how you kill bla bla bla if you say anything you die bla bla bla." I remarked. We got in a nice car with tinted windows and rode out to a FREAKING MANSION!!! The next morning I started my training. And the rest is history.