Spies In Love

Chapter 6

Sid and I  stood side by side in front of our class. There were twelve students in total.

"Good morning everyone." I said looking at our students. All of them wore gear.

"Good morning ma'am." Everyone chimed in.

"Today is your combat class and we are your instructors. So if you have any questions feel free to ask us." I said with a smile. Someone raised their hand.

"Yes?"

"Well are you sure a girl is our instructor? I think something is wrong." He said hi-fiving his friends. I was about to hurl myself at him but Sid stopped me. I took in a deep breath.

"What is your name?" I asked.

"Prateek Patel." He answered carelessly.

"Please step forward." I said. He stepped forward. I went and stood in front of him. I brought my leg up to kick him in the gut.

He doubled over with pain clutching his stomach and everyone gasped.

"Any doubts?" He frantically shook his head. I smiled with satisfaction.

"Well then everyone today we will learn how to use swords." I said and stood beside Sid as he gave a brief introduction on the types of swords and methods of use.

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After the class was over I headed to the basement to drive back to my house. It was a Porsche Panamera which I had painted midnight blue. I drove back to my house which was about two hours from the headquarters in the outskirts of the city, near a forest.

So I pushed a red button and the sides of the car extended wings of that of an aeroplane. In the basement there was a runway for flying cars. I drove at high speed and took off in the air.

It just took me five minutes to reach my house. It was a massive bungalow which stood in a clearing. There was an outdoor basketball court. The bungalow had ten rooms along with a huge hall, gym, a music room, weapons' room and a computer room. We mostly practiced in the lawn. I landed the car carefully and parked it in the basement.

I opened the door. The hall was huge with an attached kitchen and dining hall. I climbed the spiralling staircase and opened my bedroom door. The walls were of violet colour. The room was finished with a four poster bed, tv and recliner chairs. There was a desk too on the other side of the room just beside my bookshelf. My nightstand was covered with photos of my family. I took a shower in my en-suite bathroom and walked into my closet.

It wasn't that big but large enough for me to walk a few spaces and fit in a shoe rack. I wore a red sleeveless top with torn denim shorts and black boots. I tied my favourite jacket around my waist. I put on my bracelet and slipped two knives down my boot just in case. I combed my hair and tied it in a pony tail. I didn't put on any make-up other than powder and eyeliner. I just dabbed lip balm on my lips and grabbed my phone from the nightstand.

I went to the terrace and spread my wings. It changed colour accordingly for better camouflage. It was white now. I leaped from the terrace extending my wings and soaring high.

I spotted Ash standing outside the protection barrier. I swooped down low and landed beside him retracting my wings. Ash jumped a little but he grinned as he saw me. "Hey. You look beautiful."

I found myself blushing. I shook it off. "Thanks. So are you ready?" I asked punching the air.

We saw Qutub Minar, Red Fort, Lotus temple, Jama Masjid, Rashtrapati Bhavan and Humayun's tomb. It was 2:30 by the time we finished our lunch.

"Hey listen I need get back to the head quarters now." I said standing up.

He stood up too. "Is it urgent?"

I chuckled. "No. I have to take classes for the recruits."

His eyes widened in realization. "Oh. Which classes are you taking?"

"Combat, combat with magic and martial arts."

"You want me to drop you?"

"Um..okay." I followed him outside where a Harley Davidson was parked. He handed me a helmet. I put it on and mounted the bike.

"Hold on tight." He said and revved the engine. He started the bike suddenly so I caught his shoulders to stop myself from falling.

We sped through the jam packed roads with my arms wrapped around his torso.

He stopped in front of the protection barrier. I dismounted the bike and handed him his helmet.

"Listen, um, when are you going back to America?" I asked nervously.

He smiled and dismounted the bike. "Why? Are you gonna miss me?" He said smirking.

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you always this cocky?"

"Well it depends on the weather." He said looking at the sky. I chuckled and hit his shoulder lightly.

"Can I ask you something?"

I nodded. "Yeah sure."

"Can you tell me the exact colour of your eyes?"

I looked at him and burst out laughing. He seemed annoyed. I calmed down and replied. "It changes colour according to my mood. When I'm happy it's purple, when I'm sad it's dark blue and when I'm angry it's either red or black."

"It's complicated." I nodded.

"I have to get going. Bye." I said and waved. He waved back. I went through the protection barrier and into the building.