I stare at the back of his head for the whole of Geography, not paying attention to the teacher who was rambling on. Our eyes meet briefly and it's obvious he has no clue who I am.
Figures; over these past 2 years, I have changed somewhat dramatically. No longer do I have blonde hair but instead long dark locks that reach my back. No more braces and I have lost all the extra weight and trained with the best fighters all over the world. My features have matured and the flame in my eyes brightened. In 15 minutes to be exact, he is going to get a little taste of my anger. Emily, at this very moment, is rigging the door to our current class with minor explosives. Enough to startle everybody and get me and my precious Jace Ryder some "alone time". I stifle a laugh. This is going to be worth all the trouble.
Just then, my phone vibrates in my jacket pocket. I slip my hand in and check the message.Megan: IED set up and ready to go. On your call ;) x
I smile proudly, quickly typing a response.
Trinity: What you waiting for? blow it. ;) x
A few seconds later, the door crashes open, flying into the teacher and thick black smoke is released, engulfing the whole room. Another second later the fire alarm goes off and everyone scatters. I place my oxygen mask on quickly so the smoke won't affect me and grab onto Jace's shirt, throwing him down, knocking over a few desks in the process. Still conscious, he looks at me wide eyed and confused. I grab his chocolaty brown locks and slam his head down on to the floor - successfully knocking him out.
This is painfully easy.
Emily appears next to me and I motion for her to help me lift him. We carry him to the back of the school where her Jeep is and chuck him in the back, covering him with a blanket. As we head out through the school gates, I look back to see the police pulling up in the parking lot.Stage 1 completed.
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Revenge
Mystery / ThrillerIf you've ever lost someone to a murderer or been betrayed by someone you least expected you may know some of how I feel. Some feel anger and crave revenge while others are crushed by grief, some feel lost and some go crazy. Normally one or the othe...