Assassin : give it up

Chapter 1

Pic of Allie

I awoke with a start, I felt a jolt of electricity through my body tensing my muscles, my eyes darted around the room to find where it came from, I looked up and saw my sadistic little brother standing over me with his toy shock pen grinning as wide as humanly possible.
"MOM!!!!!"
I yelled down the hall to the kitchen where my mother was preparing breakfast, I looked back at my little brother Mika with my famous death glare and within seconds he was gone, running down stairs to escape.
I looked around my room for a moment before picking up two dumbbells and beginning my workout for the morning and picking out my outfit... black, black everything , black is and forever will be my favorite color. I added some loose curls to my long dark brown hair and some light makeup.
As I entered the kitchen my brother Mika and my baby sister Carly were shoveling down breakfast
"Morning Allie "mom said
"Morning" I replied in a tired manner,
I buttered some toast and grabbed a banana . "Come on little man time for school" , I called to my brother grabbing my keys and starting my car.... my baby 1998 black Porsche Boxter. I dropped Mika at his school and headed to class
As I walked into school, I walked passed my favorite room... 316 . That room in particular happens to be a welding room where I have welding class with Jason Grant ( the most beautiful most handsome person ever)
Of course I would never tell him that or talk to him, but I do enjoy our awkward glances in each others direction.
My thoughts were interrupted by my cell buzzing, I looked to see who had texted me

Unknown number: I see u

I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath
Shake it off
My eyes opened quickly as I spun around my light grey eyes settling on a man not older than 21 down the crowded hallway, his cold blue eyes meeting mine. He doesn't go here. I slipped down the hall avoiding collision with the freshman and following the man out the back of the school.

I turned a corner to be met with his eyes staring me up and down
"Allie?" He said his voice gruff
"Do I know you" I responded trying to figure a plausible explanation to why he knew my name,
I calmly placed my hand behind my back and gripped my pocket knife steadily
"Don't worry, our dads work together "
I should have known...
My Father.
My dad is a cold man who raised me to be the person I am today, my fathers hobbies include,
Our family, work trips out of state, large bags of cash , and doing anything for a large bag of cash . Not in that order
I turned to the man and released my hand from my knife and welcomed a handshake

"Why are you here?" I asked

"For you"