"Tonight was perfect Cole," I said as he walked me to the door of the mansion that I lived in. "Yes it was,but tomorrow we leave for D.C." He said as he hesitated to release my hand. "I know. See you in the morning," I said and just like that he kissed the top of my forehead and went and got on his motorcycle. I grabbed my keys and unlocked the door still thinking about tomorrow. 6 months had passed since I had been kidnapped, almost killed, and agreed to bring down a terrorist group. Tomorrow I leave for D.C. with my roommates, one of their boyfriends, my cousin, and Cole. I finally unlocked the door and walked in. As I set my clutch on the counter I the kitchen, I screamed "Hey guys I'm home." Zoe walked into the room. "How was your date," she asked as she went into the fridge and grabbed 2 pepsis. She slid one down to me and I opened it. "It was perfect," I said. I took a sip of my drink. "Well great. Ms.Stone called. She said that the First Lady and President will be waiting in the Library of Congress tomorrow at 5. She wants to talk to only you and Cole," she said. As soon as I heard she only wanted to talk to Cole and I, I spit my drink right at Zoe. "Why does she only want to talk to me?" I said. As Zoe wiped the Pepsi from her face, she said, "I have no idea, but remind me next when I give you surprising news not give you anything to drink or a glass of water. I'm going to shower." She left the room and I went upstairs to my bedroom. I plugged my headphones into my phone and blocked out the world for a second and thought about my date with Cole. He was so sweet and welcoming. Every time he put his arm around me, a shiver went up my spine and I didn't ever want to leave. After a couple minutes, I decided to pack for the trip in the morning. It took me only 20 minutes because I only wear basic pieces. I closed my suit case, put on a pair of pajamas and got in bed. The next morning was insanely crazy. Everyone was everywhere getting ready to see the president and First Lady. I put on my nicest outfit, a pair of jeans, a black and white shirt, and a blue and purple scarf. I walked downstairs with my suitcase packed for a week. I threw it in the back of the limo and grabbed my skateboard. I decided that I might as well relax before I meet the First Lady and President. I rode around with my headphones in not really thinking where I was going . As I skated down the street, I came to a sudden stop as I met the pavement. I stood up and looked at who I had hit. It was girl with orange hair. She was wearing a cross country jacket and was holding a notebook with robotics 101on it. I looked at the girl and said, "I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention." As she stood up, I realized how much shorter she was than me. She readjusted her jacket and said, "it's fine." I looked back at her notebook. "You're a spy too." I said pointing at her notebook. "Is it that obvious?" she asked. "Just to someone who takes that class too. Hi, I'm Lotte," I said outstretching my arm. "Rebecca," she said as she shook my hand. I saw another girl running up the street yelling, "Rebecca wait." The girl stood next to Rebecca and I couldn't tell the 2 apart. The girl looked at me and said, "Great you told another person," she said and rolled her eyes. "No I didn't Rose. She figured it out because she's a spy," Rebecca said looking at her, I assume, twin sister. "Ohhhh... Hi I'm Rose. Rebecca's twin," she said. "I'm Lotte," I said. I dropped my skateboard back on the ground and said "it was nice meeting fellow spies on the street. I'll see you guys around." As I rode off, I waved goodbye looking at the set of redheaded twins. When I got back to mansion, I saw that everything was in the limo. I saw Cassandra come out of the house and say, "we're ready to go." And just like that, the 4 of us got into the limo and rode to the airport. Once we got there, we unloaded our stuff, got our tickets and headed to our plane, trying to find the guys as we went along. As we walked through the airport, I heard a lady over the intercom say "All going to D.C. Your plane is about to leave." We headed down to the exit that blinked D.C. We handed the lady our tickets and boarded the plane. Being Zoe, she ended up sitting next to an extremely attractive boy that looked to be about our age. The other 3 of us sat next to windows close to each other. About 5 or so minutes later, I hear a voice behind me say, "May I sit here?" I turned around and saw Cole. He was wearing a tee shirt and jeans. I got up and hugged him as tight as I could. As we sat down, I felt the plane begin to take off. And so it began a 4 hour flight from Alabama to D.C.
