Killer Assassin

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Things have been going great, although Zera won't say to much so not to jinx it. Police went by there house to check up on Lyra and Austin. There are many perks to being in the A.O (Assassins Organiation): police work force, F.B.I military, weapons store all know about the A.O. They don't know who is in it and where the base is though, they just know the founder.

It's Friday, Zera, Lyra, and Austin all drove together to school. Mary was by the front door, interacting with the leader of the cheer squad. It's insane how everyone can love Mary, well, almost everyone. Zera met a few teens in the school who were bullies to her.

"Guys! Hi, Lyra congratulations! I am positive you and Austin will be amazing parents!" She hugged the two upcoming parents.

"Thanks Mary," smiled Lyra.

"How's your mother by the way? you havent told us how she's been doing since the report. Stage four liver cancer you said?" Austin asked. Mary's form changed drastically. From bubbly and butterflies to dark and empty.

"She's uh- she's...doing..." she whispered, "but I know she will get better. No more pain," she smiled, yet, pain still seemed to be stuck in her eyes. Zera slapped the back of Austin's red head, as soon as Mary turned around.

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"So, h-"

"Excuse me!" Lyra hopped up out of her seat and dashed to the bathroom.  Mrs. Carter allowed Mary to make sure she's doing good.

"Well there goes my question of the day," murmered the teacher, " Today, we are working on the human body. I have chosen partners for this particular lesson," she announced. Zera didn't bother paying attention. Usually she's been  alone, done the work herself, or always worked with Mary, Austin or Lyra.

"Micheal and Florence"

"Terence and Alexa"

"Harper and Tessa"

"Lyra and Fenix"

"Austin and Mary"

"Logan and Zera"

The moment she heard the first syllable of her name, was curious who the new name was. She watched a guy with light brown hair sticking up, emerald green eyes, light skin and a good posture.

"Hi there," he smiled his pearly white at her. A foriegn feeling erupted her insides. She couldn't figure it out, whether it be lust or mistrust.

"Hello..." she replied. Zera was only used to having conversations with her dad, Mary, Lyra, and Austin. Everyone else was normally to scared to take a breath around her.

"I'm Logan, though I think you knew that already from the partner announcment," he grinned. A burning sensation ran up her cheeks.

"...Hi..." she repeated. Zera mentally slapped herself. Freaking Idiot, say something else. You too much of a freak as is! Zera screamed.

"Sorry, I-I'm not good with talking to new people,"she awkardly laughed.

"It's good. I find it cute honestly," he said smiling. Seeing his green eyes flashed a picture in her head. It was of that wall dude yesterday.  Oh well.

Logan and Zera talked about who should do what, and how they should do it. Talking to Logan seemed much easier than what it looked like before. Lyra was picked up by Fred, so her partner sat there working on his part.

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Thankfully, it's the last class of the day. Wall dude made his much wanted appearance a couple times. First time, He got pushed into the locker next to Zera. He supposedly stole the other guys girlfriend. Wall Dude didn't help his case whatsoever. He calmly stated how much she enjoyed him and couldn't get enough. In saying that, he moved his peircing Blue/green eyes to Zera and winked. She ran out before she could witness what was going on next.

Second time, he came in the class a couple minutes late. A bruise was forming on his right cheek, knuckles were cracked and bruised, and his lip was cracked as well.

"Welcome, so you have a note as to why you were late to class young man?" Mrs. Martin questioned him. Wall dude silently gave Mrs.Martin a pink peice of paper. He made his way behind Zera, and slumped down.

"So," the teacher started. Zera didn't care much for history so she  just doodled my favorite weapons on my paper. Zera's concentration was inturrupted by a tap on her shoulder.

Turning my torso, Wall dude smiled. SMILED. The most she's seen him do was frown, smirk, and wink. It was refreshing to Zera to say the least.

"I'm Kyle, you must be Zariah? Xena? L-"

"What do you want?" She sighed irritated by him again. "Kyle" dug through his pocket and falshed her steel butterfly knife.

"You dropped this Zariah," he simply stated. Confusion and anger spread though her. Confusion, becasue she doesn;t recall having it on her persons, and anger because it got in HIS hands somehow.

Zera whipped her hand out to grab it but failed due to Kyle brining it back. He grabbed her wrist and held her hand. Sparks ran up her arms and into her stomach. Zera pulled her hand back but Kyle had a firm grip on her.

"Might want to be a little more careful with what your carrying around here Zera," he warned her. Instead of anger, she felt.. hot? Kyle placed the cold object in her hand and let her go. Zera quickly tossed the object in her pocket. Gettng up, she picked her books up and excused herself for  this hour. She need to get information on Kyle, how did he know her name? How did he get her most prized possession?Did he hurt Fred? Who exactly his Kyle?

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