A Touch Of Emerald

im gonna throw up

He pulls me by the arm and walks me to quiet place behind the cafe'. He fianlly stops walking and throws my arm back at me , I give him a look that would probably make dylan faint, but this definatley isn't dylan. He shoots back a glare that makes me want to falter, his sharp brown eyes are doing that thing where it feels like he's looking into your soul, it was pretty fucking creepy, but I stay stoic.

We just stand there glaring at each other, and none of us want to break the silence first , he's definatley stubborn, but so am I. Although to my surprise, he speaks. 

"What the hell do you think your'e doing here."  

I don't reply . I'll be damned if I let him speak to me like that.So instead I give him a bored look, hug my books to my chest and walk away. I hear him marching behind me but I pay him no attention.  Just as he gets closer to me I hear someone approach him, and I look behind me only to watch him get whisked away by what probably is a group of hormonal sorority girls, although i can't deny the pissed off look on his face made me crack a small smile. 

Who the fuck is this guy? And where the hell id he come from?  

I'm not threatened by him, but the fact that he was able to distract me from my job was definately concerning, only because of the fact that his fighting skills were pretty mediocre. The only reason I didn't finish the mission off was because of those damn cops, they wouldn't have found out about my attachments to the mafia becuase of the maximum level security we offer for our members, but having my name on their system would only cause trouble.  

I stop in front of my dorm room and dug my hand into my pocket for the key, I look down when I notice that my pockets are empty, with an irritated sigh, I set my books down and look through my bag. But to no avail. I massage my temples with the base of my hand and let out a loud groan. Great, Iv'e lost my key. On the first day . 

"Everything alright over there?" 

I look up from my place on the floor and I find none other than the notorius Jackson Burrows.As irritated as I am from the stressful day Iv'e had, I don't show it. Im not letting my personal feeling get in the way, not this time. I give him a small smile and erupt in little giggles. 

I'm gonna throw up.

Scar has tracked pretty much Jacksons whole day, from the time he wakes up, down to what he has for dinner. Which by the way is spaghetti with hot dogs, and here I thought he count get weirder. She has his day memorized so well that she knew that this was the time he usually  finished his...appointments, so to say, with one of the girls on my floor. My room definitely was not a coincidence. This is why, she is one of our top undercover agents.

Knowing he would walk past me I decided my little key fiasco could potentially come in handy and earn me and conversation with him, he was bound to slip up sometime am I right? I am. Because they always do.

" Uh yeah I'm fine but I think I lost my dorm room key.." I embarrassingly confess. Not that I'm surprised, but he buys the act.

"Not the best first day is it ?" He laughs as I stand up right whilst picking up my books and slinging my bag over my shoulder.

"No, haha I guess not." His laughter died down and he  looked at me with a sleeping smile.

" Don't worry, Iv'e lost my keys plenty of times, you could go to Denise at the front desk, but they'll make you pay for a new one, just go to Carolines office and she'll give you one free of charge, she'll ask for an ice cream in exchange though." He retorts with a wink.

There it is.

" Caroline?" I stupidly ask. Oh I knew who Caroline was, Caroline Simmons, the teacher that's allegedly participating in illegal activities with her students. I would really like to see how he plays this one off.

He gives me a confused look and his eye widen as soon he realized the little mistake he made, and so he quickly tried to cover it up with the dumbest most lamest excuse I think iv'e ever heard, Dylan wouldn't even believe it. Which tells you a lot.

" Oh yeah, she has the biggest crush on me so she lets it slide." He unconfidently mumbles which he follows with a nervous laugh.How does anyone want me to believe that this man is capable of doing anything illegal? But I give nothing away except for an uncomfortable smile that I genuinely couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried.

" Alright well thanks for the advice Jackson I'll definitely give Ms. Simmons a visit!" I reply with a tone a little peppier than usual, but that was only because I was trying my best not to burst out laughing, Dylan would've had so much fun with this .

"Yeah no problem Maddison, hey by the way are we still on for tomorrow night? There's a really cool drive in movie theatre nearby that a lot of the students go to, knowing you, you're for sure gonna love it." He declared with a bright smile, and walked away.

Knowing me? Looking back to the conversation we had the only thing he knows about me is my name, which technically isn't even real. So all in all, this man doesn't know jack shit about me.

" Yeah sounds good!" I call at his retreating figure.