See You At The Finish Line

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Autties POV

This is unbelievable! Adain fricken Hathaway is a fricken undercover FBI agent, and he was trying to get information off if me. I don't think so.

I didn't sleep at all, and the next morning I was still wide awake and ready for the day to come. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I got out I slid on some skinny jeans and a Holister v-neck t-shirt and scrunched my hair with gel and put a little hair spray in it as well so it didn't friz. I put on the usual makeup, and took my dogs out.

When I put them back in the apartment I went out to the garage and got into my non-recked car and drove off to school, still speeding even though I had like, 20 minutes to spare.

I got there and swerved to a stop in my usual parking spot. I strutted into school and when I turned the corner to my locker I ran into something. Or someone for that matter. Someone with a very tall and hard chest.

I looked up to see who it was and I saw that it was Mr. FBI himself. I mock saluted him, and straightening my posture I said, "Good morning sir!" in a fake macho manly voice. I frowned and just walked away, leaving him completly clueless and confused.

I got my stuff ready for my first period class and headed in that direction even though I didn't have to be there for another 10 minutes.

I sat in my usual spot, put my feet up on the desk and slumped forward a little putting my hood on my hoodie up and closed my eyes. All of a sudden, something was slammed on my desk. I jumped, startled and looked up just to see that Adain had slammed his hands on my desk. Probably just to scare me or something.

I snuggled back into the postion I was in before he disturbed my peacfulness. "What do you want Hathaway?" I asked not looking up at him.

"Why did you do that salute thing in the hallway?" he asked in a hostil voice. Almost as if he was scared of something. I looked up at him and just starred blankly at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

I got out of my chair and walked out to the hallway, and started to walk away but Adain grabbed my forearm. "Tell me why." he growled.

I ripped my arm out of his hand and tried to walk away, only to be stopped again by Adain. "You're not going anywhere unless you tell me why you did it."

"Why are you making a federal case out of this?!" See what I did there? Federal. Get it? Ha ha. Okay, moving on.

"I think that you did it for a reason. Like you were telling me something. Well now is your chance to tell me what it is." okay. If he wanted to know then fine.

"You think I wouldn't have figured it out? What you really are? You're not a new student. And to think you almost had me fooled. I almost didn't look into you, but I'm glad I did. I acually could have trusted you if I didn't."

He had a shocked expression but only for a milli-second, and then he covered it up with a confused expression. "What the hell are you talking about?"

I scoffed, "Oh please. You can stop the act, Mr. Big Bad FBI Agent." Adains face turned hard, and expressionless, but his eyes gave away the fact that he was surprised.

"How did you find out?"

I scoffed again and said, "I knew there was something wrong about you. You didn't really fit in. I mean you got along with the jocks, but there was something off. I mean, first off, you don't really look 18. You look around 22 or 23. and when the FBI came and talked to me, I saw them talking to you in the hallway, and then go into your apartment. So I had someone look into you. And when you asked me about the racers and the murders out in the garage, I went to go pick up your information. Which I have to say is pretty impressive. Graduated high school at 16 and college at 20 with the major in law inforcement and minors in criminal profiling, forensics and engineering? It's impressive." he looked surprised. He was no longer hiding that fact. I wanted him to know that I was always going to come out on top.

Adains POV

Holy shit! This girl knew my life story! What did she do? Memorize my file? I need to get better at this undercover stuff.

She smirked at my surprised face. "I'm smarter than you think, and I have my resources. So if you thought you could pull the wool over my eyes," she stepped closer to me and got up on her tiptoes and whispered "think again." she backed away, and walked down the hallway out of the school leaving me speachless.

I couldn't just let her walk away with my secret! I ran after her and saw her in the parking lot heading to her car. "Autumn, wait!" she stopped, turned around and smirked at me. Then she straightend up in posture, clicked her heels together and gave me a salute.

"Yes sir!" I rolled my eyes at her and pulled her arm down, "Cut it out. Autumn, you can't tell anybody about me. I'm here to help you, and unless you want the murderers go free then you have to promise not to tell."

She wasn't smirking any more, "I don't have to promise you anything." her face became softer and she said, "But just because I'm a nice person, I promise that I won't tell anybody. There. You happy now?"

I smiled, "Yeah. Thanks. I just can't believe that someone found me out. I hope people aren't as smart and.... Resourcefull as you are." I laughed and so did she, "Oh don't worry. They aren't. They are all idiots."

"So are you sure you don't know anything about the murders?" I asked. She looked both ways casually as if looking to see if anyone was listening. "Look, I'm not going to talk about this now. Come by my apartment later and I'll tell you everything I know, okay?"

"Okay. I'll be there around 4:00." I said and Auttie nodded, "Okay. Sounds good." she said as she was walking backward to her car.

"Where you going?" I asked. School wasn't even out yet. "I'm going to get some things. 4:00 is fine. See you then." and then she hopped into her awesome McLaren p1 and drove away.