It's always the little things

Family trees and italy

You all aren't helpful at all.
Adrian's POV:

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Listening to Blue tease the kid brought me back in time.
Never have I seen a more beautiful person, and she's my best friend. I was seven when I meet Blue. Her blondish white hair bouncing around her face. She was on my swing and I was a pissed off seven year old. I tried telling her off. Instead she told me to stop sleeping with my blues clue night light, she lived right next door to me and our rooms faced each other, we were in the same Judo class. We were best friends ever since. I usually am there for her when ever she needs someone; her anchor. But I fell in love... I always wish I could love Blue like I do April but I just cant. It's my job to keep her save, just that. The family promise....
My phone ring bringing me back, well crap.
I excused myself saying I need to use the restroom.
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"I don't like that things are changing and new people are staring to come about it's really so much work. If only Mimi could have kept her memory a little longer, it's the reason she was chosen after all." I roll my eyes not even a hello. Blue needs new she needs something to hold onto when everything is different around her. She needs to recreate her world before the truth comes out. I would never voice this to her, she rather It never be told to her.
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"Yes I understand ma'am it is very taxing.. I am keeping an eye on every one she happens to encounter and share all I can, it's all that's possible with out alarming Blue." Shes far to smart for that my inner self reminded
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"Very good Agent A, continue on and report back with new knowledge." The line went dead. Sighing I run my hand through my already disheveled hair. Time to get Blue back into her old routine it will be hard not being in school with her luckily the school has a team, Blue will actually appreciate it. I was taken out of my thoughts with a knock on the door.
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"Adrian I am going to walk Vince to his apartment, are you alright in.." I had opened the door at the same time without pause Blues head was still tilted towards the door waiting for a reply, coming in fully contact with my chest. " Geeze Ad you don't have to suffocate me with your ever growing man boobs."
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"Hey! That's not very nice Blue I don't comment on your barely there ones."
She slapped my chest defensively sparking a feeling in me. I cleared my throat.
"That's not nice either" she visibly pouted at me jetting out her lip drawing my attention to it. "Come with us since your out now." I complied without a reply all of us making our way to the elevator in comfortable silence, nothing was amiss thankfully.
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"This is it guys you don't have to see me all the way out no risk having to wait if the elevator to come back up." Vince smiled at us his boyish charm evident.
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"That's very thought full of you Vince thank you don't be a stranger young man." Blue ruffles Vince's hair and shoos him away. I just wave and laugh at how Blue can make friends with just about anyone.
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Anonymous POV 1:
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"She will be working at a coffee shop they are still looking for two more to be hired you and another shall apply I already have your application sent in, don't mess up the interview, or your time here will be no longer needed."
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"I understand Signore will that be all?"
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I looked at the boy before me. "Drop your accent you don't need to draw attention to where you are from."
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"Of course sir, how is this?" He said in a perfect British accent smirk proud on his face.
"Excellent now be on your way, you will have a place not to far from her and the library, all your instructions are in your email your flight is tomorrow morning be sure you are prepared by then."
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I turned back to my work dismissing him. With out Blue there is no heir to the company and the next is in line is me. This corporation belongs to me no pink hair prude would take this from me. She may have slipped out of existence for 11 years but what ever protection she had is thankfully gone once she registered in school. It's finally time to finish the job.
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Anonymous POV2:
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Here I am looking at the same photo, the one I'm not supposed to have. I cant help it I miss my life my family of course it is better this way. Seeing the waiter approach I tucked the photo away.
The waiter asked in French if it was only me to be ordering and I agreed in perfect French my American accent completely gone, handing him the menu I told him my order. He gave me a flirty smile before retreating. Sighing at his handsome retreating form I am brought back to the picture, I will never love again.
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Hey guys sorry for the short chapter I kind of lost my muse and this is my filler/thriller
What do you think? Thoughts and suggestions would be awesome :) see Ya

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