CIA, chapter 1
"Stupid dog shut up!" I said to my dog Mattie throwing a pillow at her. When she still wouldn't shut up I sat up to see what she was barking at.
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I screamed at the man standing in front of me who was holding a gun.
"Relax... I am part of the CIA." He said showing my his badge.
"Put your gun on the floor and slide it away from you." I said making sure he would obey.
"Here, you can hold it if you want to." He said throwing it to me.
"Ok, why are you here exactly." I asked him observing his gun.
"Well. I have been watching you." He started to say.
"YOU HAVE BEEN WATCHING ME?" I yelled in shock.
"Come on, not like that. But I hear how much you want to be in the CIA. I see how you sneak around your school. And we are looking to recruit some new people. And you, are on the top of our list." He told me and I just stared at him in shock. "Now, you can come with me today and I will show you around our station and you can make sure you want to go."
"Uh, okay, let me take a shower first. I just woke up as you can tell." I said and he left the room.
During my shower all I could think about was the CIA. How did he get my name? Why did he think I was good for this. This was awesome!
I stepped out the shower and dried off. I found my clothes and put them on along with my makeup. I walked down the stairs and found the guy sitting in my living room playing with my cell phone.
"What are you doing? I asked him.
"Man, your phone sucks. But you won't have to worry about that, cause when you join us, you get the best technology." He said still looking down at my phone.
"Right.." I said.
"Ok, are you ready to go?" He asked me hopping up off the blue velvet chair.
I nodded my head yes and followed him out the door. I stood in shock when I saw what he was driving.
"DUDE! YOU GOT A MUSTANG!" I yelled out.
"Well no, its not mine but it's a 69' Mach 1." He said proud of himself.
"Well I bet you already know this but, that's what I have sitting in my garage. It's a piece of crap though..." I said still examining his car. The gleaming blue paint job was like one in a magazine. All of the emblems were polished and shining there chrome paint.
"Who's car is this? They are a very very smart person." I said noticing all of the AC/DC and Green Day CD's in it.
"Oh, I didn't tell you, this is your car." He said smiling and put in one of the CD's. I just sat in shock as 'Highway to Hell' played..
'WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" I screamed at the man standing in front of me who was holding a gun.
"Relax... I am part of the CIA." He said showing my his badge.
"Put your gun on the floor and slide it away from you." I said making sure he would obey.
"Here, you can hold it if you want to." He said throwing it to me.
"Ok, why are you here exactly." I asked him observing his gun.
"Well. I have been watching you." He started to say.
"YOU HAVE BEEN WATCHING ME?" I yelled in shock.
"Come on, not like that. But I hear how much you want to be in the CIA. I see how you sneak around your school. And we are looking to recruit some new people. And you, are on the top of our list." He told me and I just stared at him in shock. "Now, you can come with me today and I will show you around our station and you can make sure you want to go."
"Uh, okay, let me take a shower first. I just woke up as you can tell." I said and he left the room.
During my shower all I could think about was the CIA. How did he get my name? Why did he think I was good for this. This was awesome!
I stepped out the shower and dried off. I found my clothes and put them on along with my makeup. I walked down the stairs and found the guy sitting in my living room playing with my cell phone.
"What are you doing? I asked him.
"Man, your phone sucks. But you won't have to worry about that, cause when you join us, you get the best technology." He said still looking down at my phone.
"Right.." I said.
"Ok, are you ready to go?" He asked me hopping up off the blue velvet chair.
I nodded my head yes and followed him out the door. I stood in shock when I saw what he was driving.
"DUDE! YOU GOT A MUSTANG!" I yelled out.
"Well no, its not mine but it's a 69' Mach 1." He said proud of himself.
"Well I bet you already know this but, that's what I have sitting in my garage. It's a piece of crap though..." I said still examining his car. The gleaming blue paint job was like one in a magazine. All of the emblems were polished and shining there chrome paint.
"Who's car is this? They are a very very smart person." I said noticing all of the AC/DC and Green Day CD's in it.
"Oh, I didn't tell you, this is your car." He said smiling and put in one of the CD's. I just sat in shock as 'Highway to Hell' played..
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