I'm not exactly what you'd call a normal teenage girl.  Heck, I'm not even a normal person.  I was abandoned when I was younger, maybe five or six.  I still can't remember it, but I lived in a dumpster for two weeks, according to my file. 

Anyway, I was found, happily adopted, blah blah blah.  I only stayed with the family three days before I left, determined to make it on my own.  Fast forward three years - I'm eight years old.  I was captured again and "adopted." I pretended I was kidnapped. 

So I made life miserable for the young couple who volunteered to raise me.  But then they did the one thing that changed my life forever.  I went to school. 

BORING! Right? Not to me.  I know, I know, most people hate school with a passion.  But even though I'd been living on the streets as long as I could remember, and had never even seen a pencil, I excelled in everything. 

Of course, everyone thought I was somehow cheating, so the principal was alerted, and in turn the superintendent.  So it went on, like dominos determined to bring me to my fate.  Person after person was told of the little cheating girl...me. 

Finally someone suggested, (bless his soul) that I take the really long test thingy that determines if you're super smart or dumb.  Guess what? I got every question right. 
More arguing and fussing ensued until it all stopped the day the black Mercedes pulled up in front of my home. 

I was sent to my room while my foster parents discussed something with a man and woman so formal they could have been going to a funeral.  I listened at the top of the stairs, but all I could catch were bits of furious whispering. 

That night I gathered the few possessions I owned and left quietly with the people.  I wasn't told anything, except that I was special. 

After that it was the best time of my life.  I studied with others like me, children and adults alike who can recite the digits of pi up to the thousands. 

I was given a small room, barely more than a closet to live in.  It didn't matter; I spent all my time learning as much as I could in the school room. 

Years passed.  I grew up and loved my life.  But even after working for them for so many years, I still knew only the basics of our company's "jobs." Most of it I didn't want to know if I could help it. 

Maybe I should tell you about myself.  I'm average height among the other recruits, about 5.1".  My hair is long and dark, but in the brightest sunlight it shines auburn.  I'm told I have striking eyes, but because I so rarely see myself in a mirror all I know is that they're green with golden flecks.  

Onward with my tale...

When I turned fifteen, my life changed again.  I was unexpectedly assigned as an in-school recruiter.  I was transferred to a different facility close to a promising school, and given my first targets.  A boy,  Atticus, and two girls, Aria and Ryhan. 

This was going to be fun.