Chapter 1

The Start Of It All

I felt the wind brushing my hair. It felt so calming and took my mind off of events that would later happen. The feeling of calm isn't something I always feel. The fact was that I didn't have to worry. This breeze some how made me think of nothing, and honestly I like it.

I opened my eyes to see kids staring at me. Like I was some freak. I finally listened in to what they were saying. “Move Bitch!” Someone said into my ear. I looked behind me to see some kid yelling that. I came to realization of what was happening. I walked off the steps of the bus and entered the main field. I felt a few kids pushed me, but I didn't really care. I looked of at the lunch tables to see my spot empty, and no jocks around. I walked over towards it.

I pushed through the cheerleaders practicing, and the jocks throwing the ball. I passed through the crowd of people making out. I got a few weird looks, but I didn't really care. I pushed through the final group of kids and plopped into my seat. I felt the breeze relax me as I took off my book bag. I put it beside me and unzipped it and pulled out my journal. I got my pen out as well. I started flipping through the pages admiring my work. Once I came to the first clean page I started my writing.

I started writing about my character, Aaron, meeting Sarah. She was the finest princess in the town. Aaron was suppose to marry her sister, but they meet on his journey to the castle while Sarah is escaping. They fall in love, but they sadly fail. Sarah and Aaron are killed because her sister could never take that Sarah was with Aaron. I called this book 'Disasterology'.

I know it is cheesy, but it will wind me an award one day. That's the only reason I go to this hell, I mean school. I want to be a writer. I don't care that I'm not the prettiest girl in the world, but when your a writer no one will know what you look like, and even if they do, will they honestly stop reading?

The bell rings and I put my stuff in my bag. I throw my bag across my shoulder and wait for everyone to enter. When the only people left are the couples I walk in. I rush to my homeroom avoiding people as much as possible. After a few pushes and shoves I get to homeroom. I walk over to the last seat on the front row and sit down. I watch people come in, since I really don't have anything to do. After ten minutes of that the teacher enters the room.

“Okay students! How's everyone's Monday going?” The teacher asked in joy. Everybody replies in groans and sighs. “I guess not as well as mine. Well, who's not here?” The teacher said in absolute concern. Everyone looks around.

“Jess isn't here ma'am,” someone mutters from the crowd. Everyone starts giggling. I just look out the window. I feel someone tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see Miley Patrick, the school's mean girl.

“Jess, stand up for yourself.” She tells me.

I let out a nervous laugh. “I'll tell her when class is over.” I reply.

Miley looked at me pissed. She turned towards the teacher. “Mrs. Rosa! Jess is right here.” Miley yells to the class. Everyone started laughing. She turned towards them. “Guys! Stop laughing!” I could tell she was keeping a laugh in from her voice. I sighed and turned back round in my seat.

“Jess, are you here today?” The teacher asked, scanning the room.

“I'm right here Mrs. Rosa.” I tell her. She looks at me confused.

“Oh, I didn't realize that was you. Well, nice to have a new student.” She says with pride.  I growled and sunk in my chair. This is my 12th year going to this school system, and it seems no one knows me. After school announcements and the school newspaper is passed around everyone left the classroom. I walked over to my homeroom teacher.

“Ma'am?” I say.

She looked up at me. “Oh, hello Jess. How's your day going? Scared? If you need to know where anything is just tell me.” She tells me.

I sigh. “I'm not new Mrs. Rosa. I've been here since the first day.”  I tell her.

She looks at me shocked. “Are you serious?” She asked.

I growled. “Would someone lie about a thing like that?”

She shrugged. “I'm really sorry Jess. I promise it won't happen again.”She says. I just grabbed my stuff and walked out of the room. I pushed my way through the kids not really caring about anything. Today made me pissed, and I really don't know why.

I entered my 1st period teachers room and sat down. I got my binder out and books.

“Welcome class. Please sit down.” The teacher says. Everyone slowly got to their seats. “Okay, so today we’re going to... and... maybe he...” I slowly dazed off. I couldn't focused on anything she was saying. All I could think about was the breeze. The wind somehow made me forget all of the bad in the world, and I like that. I get bullied all the time, and this breeze is a relief. I wish nature could be my teachers. Maybe I'd have friends. Maybe the wind would make me the popular kid.

I imagine a world where I could be a classic princess. A connection with nature like Cinderella and Snow White. I wish I was as beautiful as everyone of them, but that's not what my life is. If I could be anything it would be the princess. I could send everyone in this school to my dungeon... or to death, but that would be only Miley Patrick.

I feel people brushing my shoulders. I look around and see I'm in the hallway. I guess class finished and I went on auto-pilot and had gone to my next class. I entered my 3rd period and sat down. The class went by pretty quick.

Next period was lunch. I could tell that it was going to be the worst lunch ever when I walked in. Everyone was sitting around my spot. There was one couple in my spot that was about to start baby making right there. I cringed a little. I decided at maybe I'd just sit in the field. I walked down the hill and reached to the river. I took off my shoes and let my feet soak in the warm water. I opened my lunch box and smiled at my mother's note:

I love you! Have a great day! I promise that next week we'll take you. We'll make them all sorry.

~Mom =-)

I felt loved. I opened my sandwich and ate it really fast. The hunger going on inside me could not be tamed. It needed food. I got out my smoothie and chips. I was drinking and eating when I saw some fish in the pond. I dropped crumbs of my chips into the pond. I watch as the fish started nibbling on the chips.

I heard some noise behind me, but I decided to ignore it. Bad idea. I fell into the water. I flipped my hair out of my face to see our school jock, Marchy Johnson, and his group of jocks.

“Nerd!” A couple of boys laugh as they left me. A few stayed behind to take pictures. Once the group was gone I decided that I just wasn't going to go to school right now. I swam to the bottom of the pond and stayed there thinking about stuff. I had to come up a few times for breath, but I stayed down there for a while.

“Hello?” A male voice came into my ears as I was getting a breath. I turned around seeing a guy I'd never seen.

“Hi.” I said as I saw his face change from confused to what-the-fuck.

“Why are you under water?” He asked. He reached his hand to help me out.

“I was pushed in by some guys. I decided to just not go to school till it was time to go home.” I said as I took his hand as he pulled me out. He reached into his gym bag and pulled out a towel. I wrapped it around me and smelled sweat. It was gross, but I was so cold that I didn't care.

“What's your name?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around me to warm me up.

“Jess.” I tell him. I looked over to see him grinning. I gave a questionable look.

“Well, Jess want to go somewhere with me?” He asked as he grabbed my hand and picked me up. I ran behind him without giving an answer. We ran through the woods and approached a little hut thing. He opened the door to it and pushed me in. He pushed me up to the wall. “Jess, you look so beautiful.” He kisses down my neck. I find it sweet, but was I ever so wrong. I hear a zipper unzip and my heart stops.

“Please don't.” I cried. I felt a smile on his lips. I stood there crying. Not moving one bit. I could hit him and run away, but we are too deep in the woods. I close my eyes and just feel him play with my chest. I turn my head and look out the little window. I just thought of really who would notice this was happening to me? I bet no one, but my family would care if I just died here.

“You are so beautiful Jess.” He said as he touched me down there and I whelped. My jeans drop to the floor with my underwear. I almost wanted to put my hands down there to stop him, but at the same time I wanted to let him do it because in the end I knew he wasn't going to just let me runaway after doing 'this' to me. He was going to... kill me.

“Are you going to kill me after this?” I asked, looking straight at him.

“How'd you know?” He laughed a little and I felt something run into me. I let out a almost-silent moan. It felt gross and awful. This was the last feeling I would ever have. This boy was hurting me as he pulled in and out. I just let tears run down my face.

“Please stop.” I said in the little bit of voice I had left. I couldn't even hear myself. I only know I said it because he pushed into me one more time and I passed out, or so I thought. I still haven't woken up.

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He grabbed my arm and turn into a kiss. I kissed back as a smile formed on my lips. I felt his hand searching my body and I helped guide it. He left my lips and kissed down my neck. The lack of dominance I was having was unsettling. I push him down onto the bed and sat on his lap. I lifted off my shirt and pulled his off too.

I went back to his lips. He was hungry for me and it was easy to tell. I ran my hands through his hair to calm myself down. I felt his hands on my hips and him lifting me up. He rolled me over so he was on top. Our tongues were fighting for dominance. I didn't like him being on top so I got up and grabbed his hand. He got up and we ran to the bathroom.

We kissed until we fell into the bathtub. I was glad of choosing the bathroom. It would make cleaning up the mess easier. He started unbuttoning my pants. I took them off and started to take off my left shoe. I wanted to enjoy this more before I had to say goodbye. I felt him play with my chest. I knew that this was going to have to end right now.

I reached into my right shoe and stood up pointing a gun at him. He looked worried and scared. I laughed a little.

"Please don-" He pleaded before, click. I pulled that trigger. His body becomes lifeless. I reached into his pockets and got this wedding ring. I kissed it and put it on my finger with pride. I admit that was a fun time, but now is the most fun. I turn on the shower and start getting my things together. I put on my jeans and shoes. I walk into the bedroom and get my shirt. After I get on my shirt there's a knocking on the door.

"Open up. This is the police!" A male voice yelled. I put the gun into my shoe and look for an escape. I looked around. Dammit, no windows. I didn't think of escaping when getting an apartment. I decide to open the door. I quickly point my gun at the door. When I see a face its my friend, Josh.

"Dammit Josh!" I laugh as he hugs me as I put my gun back.

"I just wanted to scare you." He says as looks at my neck. "See you had fun tonight." I laughed.

"Wanna see him. Rich man with a wife." I say as I show off the ring. I grab his arm and pull him to the bathroom.

"What does he have on him?" Josh asks.  I walk over to him and rip off his pants. I search the pockets.

"Tah-dah!" I laugh. I pull out a wallet. I open it up to see bills and credit cards piling out.

"We hit the jackpot!" He laughs. I look at him.

"I hit the jackpot. I was the killer." I tell him straight forward. He sighs.

"Well, we better be heading off. Police should be coming soon, and boss needs you back. Any other man tomorrow." He tells me. Josh walks out of the room as I search the man's items a little more. I grab his leather jacket around me and draw a little star on his chest. It's my little signature.

"I'm ready." I tell Josh. Josh and I get to down the stairs and put on our masks. We break the window and climb out.  

"Are you ready?" He asks.  I nod. We race to the car and enter as fast as we came. I turn on the seat warmers, but at the moment all I'm in is a crop top and shirt that shows my ass clearly. Even with the leather jacket, it's very cold.

"So, what's the boss need?" I ask. Josh drives down the back roads to avoid being seen.

"A main deal and then some side ones. Nothing unusual with the side ones, but the main is going to be risky." He tells me. I look at him with a confused face.

"How is it risky? Killing someone by itself is risky. How is this main one different?"

"Well, it's going to involve lots of broken hearts. We just need you to kill one person. I'm going to let the boss tell you it." He tells me. I shift in my seat from uncomfortable. I always feel this way when I finish killing a person. I know I'm going to hell, but still it's scary knowing that someone was deprived of a life because of you.

"Can we hurry home? I really want to get some sleep." I plead. I start getting a little emotion. I usually kill people that are single men, but this man had a wife.

"Ash, are you okay?" Josh asks looking over at me.

"I just don't like the fact that his wife will never see him again. I dunno. I always get this feeling. Just hurry home." I tell him. Josh speeds up the car while I try to  not think about it.

"Well, if it helps the boss said your next mission will be easy. The man you hate will be the one you kill." Josh tells me as he hurries the car into a parking lot and we enter another car. We do this usually just in case they find evidence that we've been there.

"Well, I don't hate many people. Who could this possibly be?" I ask. Josh laughs to himself. I simply roll my eyes.

"Someone who did care about the case with your sister's death." Josh tells me as he grabs my hand. I turn towards him.

"Josh! Don't bring that up!" I scream as I claw his hand to stop myself from getting more angry or sad.

"Well, that's who you hate."

"Who? The damn government?" I ask. I let go of his hand.

"The head of it all." Josh says as he starts the car and we ride off.

"Who? The president?"

'Maybe." He smirks and I grit my teeth. We drive down the road in silence.  I jump to the back seat and put some warmer clothes on. I look up at the mirror and see Josh looking at me.

"Perv." I smirk as I reach up and turn his mirror.

"You'll have to one day show me what you do to those guys." He laughs..

"Do you want to end up like them too?" I smiled at him and he let out a nervous laugh. We pulled into the yard and walked out of the car. I run inside and see the boss is in the living room with one of his 'girls'. I rush up the stairs as quiet as possible and enter my room. I jump onto the bed and relax a little. The door soon opens with Josh. He jumps on the bed with me.

"Are you ready for your new life?" He asks as he wraps his arms around me. I turn my head towards him.

"What new life?" I say as I  snuggle up to him.

"You're leaving here in two days. Part of your new mission. I want to come with you, but I have other girls." He says sadly. He kisses my forehead and I sigh a little.

"Can you tell me?" I ask. As soon as the words come out of my mouth someone elses came out as well.

"I'll tell you." A voice says. Josh and I look towards the door to see our boss. "Do you want to know Ash?" He walks over to my bed and sits on it. I nod. "I've raised you like this, so one day you could do the most important thing to me. I want you and Josh kill the president." The  boss tells us. Josh perks up.

"I'm going with Ash?" Josh tells boss. The boss smiles and nods. Josh almost jumps out of his skin. "Ash! I'm not leaving you!" I hug him.

"But Josh you are going to be with another girl. You will only see Ash rarely." The boss tells him. The boss' smile fades as well as Josh's. "But Josh I promise that you will see Ash. Just remember that her name isn't Ash." I give them both confused looks.

"What? My name isn't going to be Ash?" I ask. Josh grabs my hand.

"Umh... your name will be Vanilla." Josh tells me. I laugh.

"That name is so stupid!" I laugh. Josh pinches me. "Ah! What?"

"Hey! At least your name isn't Andrew." He tells me. I laughed more.

"You are not an Andrew. Not at all." I say. My boss coughs to bring our attention back to him.

"Now, you need to get close to the president, so we've decided that for a year you and Josh will be with Mr. Times's son and daughter."

"Who is President Times's daughter and son?" I ask.  My boss pulls out a picture and shows Josh and I the children.

"That's Theodore and that's Alice."  The boss says. Theodore looks like any other guy with a body of muscle and perfect hair and skin. Alice looks like any other girl. They don't seem like some high honor. "What I want you two to do is get close to the kids. In other words I want you to be in a relationship with them. Then, once you've been with them for a long time and get really close to there family I want you both to kill him. He needs to leave office, and surely Ash you'd be happy to kill him."

"Boss please don't bring it up." I plead. The thought of my sister's death being backs memories that I never want to talk about. Josh pulls me closer and we just listen to my boss talk.

"In two days I want you two be ready to broad a plane and head to Washington D.C. You will each go to a bar and meet the two. Josh and Ash, you guys are cousins okay? Ash I want you to get very close to the family. They'd last expect a girl to kill the president, Josh I just want you to keep Alice busy and keep an eye on Ash." The boss tells us. We nod. "Well, I guess I need to leave you guys to pack. Bye Vanilla and Andrew."

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