Family Heritage

Family Heritage

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I never understood how drastic change could be. Until Dad died. But I wasn't loosing any sleep over it. Why would I? I never really had a dad. A father, maybe, but never a Dad. So why would I care about him. No, he wasn't important, but the events that spiraled out of control because of him were. Before I was apart of anything even remotely related to espionage, I knew that it was too romanticized in movies and novels. But here I am. Being a spy. And starting to dislike it. Max Carmikel, where did your luck turn sour? Life is sweet. Well, a little bittersweet, but hey, without bitter, you couldn't have sweet. Dad's dead; the bitter. But, look at the life he gave us. Sweet. now, don't get me wrong, when push comes to shove, I shift myself into serious mode, but it's all been on the push side so far. I don't know about Max. He seems like he doesn't see the awesomness that comes with this spy thing. He'll come around to it eventually. Kilo Carmikel, when did life give you so many lemons?
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"Would you not do that, Cupcake?" He moaned. "Cupcake, really? We escalated to pet names?" I said annoyed. "Well you haven't confirmed your name, so yeah." He responded getting up. "Fine if it means you'll stop calling me Cupcake, my name's Marie." I told him. "Good to know Cupcake." He smirked. I just rolled my eyes and turned back towards the classroom. "Hey does it look like I was done talking to you?" "Does it look like I care?" I asked turning back to the classroom. ------------------------------------ People think I am a normal girl. That's not how I would describe it. My dad was a CIA agent, before he died when I was 10. He trained me so, I can take care of my mom and I. I thought I wouldn't have anymore issues. I wouldn't need to live in fear of someone trying to hurt us. But then when I came home from school my mom was gone. The only thing there was a letter. MY MOM WAS KIDNAPPED! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just moved to a small rich town in Tennessee. I just wanted to finish Junior year and not have to worry about how my dads job could effect me. I never expected to run straight into the schools bad boy. Let's just say he had no idea who he was messing with.

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