My Dad Is A Criminal( Fan Fiction of the Blacklist )(Rewritten)

What's Your Name?

This part is about a young 16-year-old girl meeting Raymond Reddington for the first time. She knows him from somewhere but she can't put her finger on it
Hope you enjoy
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Last period only ten minutes left. If I leave school running I might be able to make it.

I watch the clock tick anticipating every minute. I don't notice my teacher Mrs.Cole staring at me.
"Ms.Page is my lesson boring for you?"
The whole class turns and looks at me.

"No ma'am not at all", I respond.
I try to say this with no attitude.
I really can't get in trouble and be late to the drop site.

If I don't deliver, I'm dead. Like x's over the eyes dead. Then the bell rings and everyone is jetting out of the door as Mrs. Cole tries to tell us we have homework.

I grab my plain black backpack, put my beanie over my unruly curly short brown hair and head out of the room.

As I'm running down the hall towards the main entrance I hear a voice yelling after me.

"Hey wait up Sam. Come on slow down." I look behind me and its a girl in my biology class that I talk to occasionally. I think her name is Jen. She's really short with thick glasses but really pretty. If it wasn't for her excessive talking she might have a boyfriend.

At first, I try to ignore her but stop soon after.
"Didn't you hear me," She says, her breathing was fast and heavy. "Man you run fast."
She bends over with her hands on her knees.

"Yeah, thanks. I have to go sorry talk to you later."
I started running before she could get another word in.

I'm out of the building finally.
I run over to the place where I locked my bike.

My bike is so awesome. It's the only thing that gets me around. The bus takes to long, and my house is too far from my school for me to walk.
I have had it for four years now. I'm kind of surprised that it hasn't fallen apart.

I maneuver around school buses and cars, but when I get out of the parking lot, there was not that much traffic.

My school is not that far from the place we have to meet. I'm a carrier.
I take bags from one place to the other and I get paid for it. My job pays nice.
I'm not rich buts it's enough to live off of.

I never know what's in the bag or box I'm carrying, but I don't care just as long as I get paid.

In about twenty minutes from leaving school, I get there.
My boss steps out of the car. When he opens the door all I hear is giggles and laughs.

He must be having fun.

My boss hands me a duffel bag. It's a little bit bigger than what I'm used to. He also gives me a piece of paper.
I'm always the most casual looking person there, all of the other people there are dressed in suits and dresses.

They always look like they are going to go to the club all day every day.

Pink and purple and white....... Oh so much white.
Especially my boss.

My boss is nice to me but I think that's because he is a pedophile who would rather have sex with a 16-year-old than with someone his age. He calls me beautiful all the time but he has never touched me before.

The other car further away looked like the first but, this one had two men sitting in the front seat they both were looking at me.

I really don't pay any mind to them.

They a just a couple of my bosses bodyguards.

When they all get in their cars and drive off I open the paper instead of only having an address on it It has a name.