Being Elle

Let me start off by saying this is in no way the story of how I fell in love.
That said, this is the story of my unique life.

My name is Danielle, Elle for short. I didn't grow up going to dance classes and the mall every weekend. You'd find me at the gun range, library, or training in my family's basement with my four, yes four, older brothers. What were we training for? Oh the usual, just a team of covert operatives.... Yupp. We came into this world with our lives planned out for us. We were meant to be a skilled team that would take on missions for our country with stealth. Fun fact, we don't exist, at least not on paper.
But during my junior year of high school, I decided, much to my father's dismay, that I didn't want to be a spy or a killer. I wanted to become a historian and travel the world on my own terms. Everyone was disappointed.

To tell you the truth I suck at introductions. But here are some basic facts about me:
-I'm 5'4" but very strong for my size
-I have better aim than anyone I know, even my father (a retired Navy Seal and CIA agent) and all four of my brothers
-I am highly trained in many forms of hand to hand combat
-I speak 10 or so languages fluently (more conversationally)
-I grew up in suburban Virginia
-I was supposed to graduate The Program in a year and half.
-I've spent every summer at my family's beach apartment in FL except for 2 in Hawaii (up until college)
-Last but definitely not least, going to college was the worst decision of my life.

Hey guys. So this is basically going to be a horrible rough draft of a story I've had in my head for a very long time. Everything will be edited again and again. The story will kind of jump forward in time quickly at a point but it will make sense.

Thanks for reading!
Binx