It has been a week since I went back to high school

A slow, excruciating week

I just wanted to get back in the field but I was currently left out of options. If I wanted to keep my job I had to make sure I saw this mission trough. Even if it was the last thing I did

But I refused the last thing I did in my life to be attending a sweaty highschool full of idiots.

"Red... Red!"

I flinched a bit from the high volume of my earpiece and put a hand over my ringing ear "What?" I whispered shouted at Jessy who didn't seem to take my ear health under account

"Georgia is running towards you. Act surprised"

"Hey girl! There's a party at the end of the week to welcome everyone new to the school!"

I turned back to a fast talking Georgia as I was barely able to get a hold of her words. One time I was glad my training went to use "Isn't it a bit late for that Georgia?"

She shrugged and interwined our arms "I don't really care, I just want to go. Oh and I forgot to tell you that people are starting to sign up for clubs. I think you should check them out, see if you like anything"

I watched the passing students, trying to find anything suspicious but it came out blank. I was just about to say no when Jessy interrupted my thoughts "It will be a good opportunity Red. Plus Miss Belova would be the coach of the dance club, you know, our English teacher?"

"Oh la la" Jessy said "This is going to be fun"

"We have a dance team?"

"Didn't you research the school Red? Damn"

Shut up Jessy

"Mhm! Not a lot of people sign up there but it's a really fun class. I took it last year"

I couldn't help but smile at that. I had always loved to dance. Maybe one good thing would come out of this after all

"Fine. Where do I sign?"

* * *

We

Had

Gym

Class

My most hated subject of the century. After I graduated high school I couldn't explain how happy I was that I had finally ditched that class. Sadly, here I was. The most excruciating seconds of my life

"Red. Stop wining and focus on your run gosh. I can hear you from here!"

"I didn't even say anything!" I whisper-shouted before looking around in case someone had heard. No change in movement. Good "It's not my problem you are psychic"

"I'm not psychic, I just know you. Plus you wouldn't shut up about how you shouldn't be doing this and how schools should start teaching classes about self defence instead of PE which would apperantly be much more productive"

"You know the people on the streets better than I do Jess. You know I'm right"

"I never said you weren't, I just said what you said"

"That you did"

"Hey! Are you crazy or something? Stop talking to yourself you are distracting me woman!" The man behind me raised his voice and pushed me forward. He didn't even come close to knocking me off which only seemed to piss him off that much more

"Oh, fucking hell. Give that dude a piece of the ground Red. I'm bringing my popcorn" Shuffling noises could be heard behind the earpiece before it clicked closed

I raised and eyebrow but didn't increase my speed "Ever heard of going around someone? No? Looks like you need an update on your dictionary. I'm not surprised, given that haircut you have. No wonder you have struggled to find a girlfriend for the last two years"

His face twisted and before I knew it he tried to strike a punch. I easily dodged and waltzed around it. I was behind him before I kicked him the back, the slight sound of bone cracking

The people around winched but the coach was nowhere to be found. In the next two minutes I managed to get him hanging from a basketball hoop by his dick. Everyone else resumed to normal schedule while a couple of students were laughing and talking pictures

But duo to the sock in his mouth Greg couldn't even utter a word. I smirked to myself as I took my final leap across the room and gathered back to the centre

"Why is Greg hanging from the basketball hoop?" It was the coach that asked after he had walked in again

"I don't know what he tried to do but he got stuck. Right guys?"

The people around me muttered a loud agreement which was enough for the coach. He sighed and started ribbing his face "Fine. We will help him after class is over. Now, cheerleaders on the left and people who want to play basketball on the right. I'm mixing things up this year"

I decided to go to the cheerleading side, feeling the need of a good shake. We gathered around as the coach stood in front of us. The ball hitting the floor was the only other sound in the room

"Alright ladies, gentleman and Paul" He waved at pall before speaking again "Please refer to them as they/them. I will leave the actual cheerleaders to lead the group while I watch over the others alright? Good luck people"

With that last line he walked off

nd went to change my clothes. The girls locker room was nothing new, nor special

I found an empty locker and took out a used uniform. It was clean and worn out with time but I didn't really care. I took off my shirt and out it on the bench beside me. With the mirror on my right I turned to look at it and started putting my hair up, the dark locks soft against my fingers

I saw a mere blur in the distance before the last person exited the room. Which left me alone in the comforting silence

"Red! You totally beat his ass!"

"A bit late for that Jess" I couldn't help the small smile that spread on my face once I heard her voice

"I love the coach. From what I know he isn't really keen on that kid either" Jessy laughed from the other part of the line while I put my hair up in a tight ponytail

"I'm not surprised honestly. I still can't believe I'm back in high school Jess" I muttered lowly but my friend still managed to hear

"I'm sorry you have to go trough it again Red. But hey, look on the bright side. You can be a total badass now right? Come on FAOD agent show them some sass!"

I snored, shaking my head from side to side at her comment "I am doing it. But thank you for the reminder. I don't know what I would have done without you all"

"Anytime Red" after a brief pause she gasped "I'm signing off"

I frowned "What? Why?"