THE UNEXPECTED

VICIOUS CAN END LIVES (continuation)

Claire's point of view.

I WAS ON CLOUD NINE THOUSAND! It felt so surreal as I was mentally jumping and squealing with my phone in my hand. I felt so energetic and happy.  The urge to do a somersault was irresistible but sadly, I did not know how to. I kept reading the sweet-sweet words that Miss Minor mailed me. I couldn't  keep my hands to myself. I spammed my whole message feed on Instagram with the same text in my acceptance letter to join Miss Minor's Top Secret project which said; 'Dear Miss LeBlanc, I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected for one of NASA's most confidential projects. If you are willing to take part, please consider this message as an invitation to the NASA headquarters today at sharp eight PM. THANK-YOU!' Regards,                                                                                                                                                                                 NASA.

I replied 'yes'. Of course! who would  turn down an offer like that? I received the message during eleven in the morning which gave me enough time to process things and get ready. The day went in a blur until seven thirty PM. My best friend was so happy for me. She cheered for me being like, 'yass kween', 'you got this', 'you don't need NASA cause NASA needs you gurrl ' and all of that.  she is such a mood! I thought to myself. I wasn't nervous at all. Instead, I was excited and enthusiastic. I put on my favorite clothes and got into my car while murmuring you can do this Claire to myself. It was a thirty minute ride to the headquarters since I lived in Maryland which was a bit far. After a long ride, I got down of my car with the most confident look on my face. Well, I could say I was high on confidence and if there was a background song playing according to the situation and my mood, it'd totally be 'confident' by Demi Lovato. I made it look so cinematic. The way I put on my Salvatore Ferragamo Sun glasses even during the night! It was so dramatic of me. I looked at the magnificent low rise building of the headquarters. I still was not done with my entry yet, and my next move was to flip my straight long hair backwards but it failed miserably because, out of nowhere, someone dragged my hand towards the corner of my car. I was trained by the FBI for combat and was pretty good at it. My initial instinct was to escape somehow and run, but then, the reckless side of me decided to throw a punch. Not a very hard punch but strong enough to free myself from the intruders hold. It all happened in a blur and as soon as I delivered the punch, my hand was free but what I saw was just unbelievable. Well, not exactly, but I couldn't believe I punched the one person who I would actually worship them!

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