Retired for school!!??

Retired for school!!??

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"Did I stutter? I said I'm not going to fucken apologize to that bitch over there!" The principle stood right in front of me with the best glare he could give."Either apologize or get suspended for a week, you choose!" "Fuck! I'm sorry I punched you in the face bitch! Maybe next time, try to not and accidentally spill your drink on me." I should introduce myself. I'm Mel. Short for Melissa. I just moved here. My parents and I aren't in the best terms. They seem to believe that it was me, who got in the way of there dreams and decided to leave me with my aunt, who is never home. I just want to get good grades so I can go to college and get a good job and go away from all this. These students at school seem to think I am not worthy of them and try to treat me like trash. That is not gonna stop me from standing up to them. I'm not going to be pushed around. I have other things to worry about. I just want a simple life, why do I have to be a spy... ughhh!
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I'm the girl from school nobody notices. I'm the one the mean girls always make fun of when one of the guys decide to take interest in me. I'm the honor roll student that everyone thinks has never gotten in trouble, but that's just my school life. Outside of school in a completely different person. I'm not going to say I've been a special agent since I was seven, or eight, because that's impossible. I was still in foster care, then and when I turned 13. I was finally adopted. The man who adopted me was mysterious, but said he took me for a purpose, and ever since then I've been training. I'm not going to say I'm the best, because I'm not, but I'm damn good at what I do and I'm ashamed to know the agency I entrusted my life with, would do something so horrible to me and to the people I love. It's okay when I shut their sorry ass down, they won't know what hit them.

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