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>>>>>>hey guys! if this looks farmiliar then your right! i only posted a couple of chapters before, but i decided to continue it! so please read and comment <<<<<<<<
Chapter 1
[The Mission]
I was working at my desk, typing up a report on my last mission. As I reached the third page, the overhead speaker said, “Agent Smith, please report to room 205,”
I clicked the save button on my Mac and turned the screen off.
Standing up, I remembered the pain that my stilettos were causing my feet. Forgetting about the pain, as always, I walked down the hallways over to the elevator. I hit the button with the number two on it and the elevator doors closed. When they reopened I was on the second floor.
I walked down a long hallway until I came upon a door that had the numbers “209” on it. I slowly opened the door and revealed an oval conference table inside a plain white room.
Seated at the table, was my boss, and standing at his side was his assistant. There were about 8 other empty chairs, but one had a black folder in front of it. I quietly walked over to the chair with the folder placed in front of it and sat down.
My boss, finally acknowledging my presence turned to me and said, “Agent Smith your talents are needed for a mater of top security,”
“What ever the case is sir, I’m sure I am fully capable.” I said with a wide smile.
“This is one of our top priorities, and one of the most important cases ever assigned…”
I got full of excitement at these words. “What is it!?! Am I stealing an artifact from the Embassy, or maybe going to Egypt to catch a tomb robber?”
He just gestured to my file which still lay on the table in front of me, undisturbed. I grabbed it and flipped it open.
“I’m babysitting a rock star!?!” I said disappointedly, well, it was more of a yell. “You can’t be serious. What is this punishment for?”
“It’s not punishment, there’s three of them, and I wasn’t lying when I said it was one of the most important cases,” he said with a small grin on his face, as if he knew this was how I was going to react. “If you keep reading you’ll see that they are a high target. We have received word that assassin agencies have been contacted randomly to take them out. You are being hired to protect them.”
“Any leads?” I asked reading the file.
“Not yet. We have been working around the clock trying to find something, but nothing has come up.” He paused as I kept reading. “Agent, we have been asked to protect them by Hollywood Records. The boys do not know and we must keep it that way.”
“Why?” I asked with a confused look. “If people are trying to kill them shouldn’t they know?”
“We have not officially confirmed that the Jonas Brothers are a target. But we do know that they are at high risk. We do not want to worry them. Plus they have more important things to concentrate on. So your job is to take care of their safety.” he said, then got up and walked out of the room, with his blonde assistant following at his heals.
I sat at the table reading the file and thinking to myself. I cannot believe it, these people’s lives are in danger and they don’t even have a clue.
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So Destructive, Just like a Tsunami
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sounds awesome so far
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PMS
-Maddie
Joe - If your riding your bike and you get a flat tire and your like...Hold on...to your bike it can mean...okay I need to figure out what this song means.
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Chapter 2
[The Cover]
The only thing I was really excited about this job was that I could wear normal cloths, which included a wardrobe full of skinny jeans.
I walked into the office, wearing a black trench coat over my denim skinnys and gray tank top. I hadn’t received a cover so my boss called me into a meeting to assign one. I walked into a meeting room, resembling the one in which I was assigned the mission. It had a large table, but this time my boss was not the only one sitting.
“Hello Agent,” greeted my boss as I walked over to them. “Mr. Catcher this is Agent Haley Smith. Agent Smith, this is Mr. Catcher, from Hollywood Records,”
“Oh, hello Mr. Catcher,” I said, shaking his hand.
“Hello Agent. I hear you’re the one who is going to protect our boys,” he said, looking me up and down.
“Yes sir, they will be in good hands.” I said with a smile.
“Mr. Catcher is here to discuss you’re cover,” my boss said as I took a seat. “Since you need to be with them at all times, but they cannot be suspicious, we only came up with one option. You’re going to be the boys opening act,”
“What?” I asked, but not getting mad, just not being able to take hold of the situation.
“Well, you’re going to be their opening act. There fore, you can have complete access to the tour bus, backstage and the Meet & Greets.” said Mr. Catcher.
“But there’s one problem, I’m a spy, not a singer…”
“Well I’ve heard you sing, and you’re quite good, plus we need you to do this for protection for these boys.”
“Okay,” I said hesitantly.
“Very good, the tour bus will be pick you up from here in an hour. So all you need to do before you leave is pick up your gadgets,”
“Yes sir,” I said, getting up from my seat.
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oh gadgety stuff x)
nice chapter
-Maddie
Joe - If your riding your bike and you get a flat tire and your like...Hold on...to your bike it can mean...okay I need to figure out what this song means.
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Chapter 3
[A Girl is Only as Good as her Accessories]
I walked down the hall and over to a familiar room, and saw my friends Brad sitting on a stool, fixing what looked to be an earpiece. Brad was diffidently a geek, he even had the square glasses. He helped make and fix all of the gadgets for the agency.
“I believe you have some toys for me?” I said.
“HALEY! You won’t believe the top notch gadgets that they are giving you for this assignment. Who are you protecting, the president?”
“No, a couple of rock stars. I actually think its punishment for something, but the boss says it’s of high importance.” I said, picking out a suitcase so I could pack all of my spy stuff.
“Okay, so here is the first thing,” he said and handed me what looked like a tooth cap.
“What is it?” I asked, examining the small thing.
“It’s a mini stealth communication device, AKA the ‘Talking Tooth” he said.
I gave him a look that said, “I’m completely lost,” and he replied, “You talk into it. But unlike any other gadget you have used, it goes in your mouth.”
“What?”
“Yea, all we do is put it over one of your teeth, and you can talk to us anytime.” he said, as I opened my mouth and he placed it on a back molar.
“Here is the ear piece to go with it. There is an on and off button on the ear piece, it will turn both the ear piece and the tooth off, but we prefer if you leave it on.” He stood up and went to the closet. Coming back with black vest, he handed it to me and said, “This bullet proof vest was specially made for your body. It is of the utmost importance that you wear it at all times.” I took it and pulled off my shirt and put it on and then redressed. As an agent, you don’t really have that much dignity and you get used to having to change in front of others and stuff like that.
“Your vest can’t be noticed under your clothes, but it is extremely important that you don’t ever let your shirt ride up, or have people hugging you too much. They might be able to feel the vest, and then you are just one step closer to blowing your cover.”
“This is not my first mission.” I said with a smile.
Brad gave me loads more of gadgets and then we said our goodbyes. “Haley, I want you to be safe out there, this one isn’t like the others; this is dangerous.”
“I know…” I said, and with that I left the room.
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OMG this is soooooooo good! I hope she ends up with Nick. Wait how old is she? Did I miss that?? idk I'm slow. lol
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>>>>>>>>>>> oh sorry, she is 15<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Chapter 4
[Meet & Greet]
The tour bus was perfectly on time and three guys pilled out of it. I was working at my desk when I saw the three boys walk up to me. I held back my shock, but they didn’t do such a good job.
“Are you, um, Haley?” stuttered the curly haired one.
“Yes,” I said, standing up and extending my hand to each of them to shake. “You guys must be the Jonas Brothers. Now who is who?”
“I’m Joe” said the one in the middle, pushing the other two out of the way.
“I’m Nick,” said curls, giving Joe an elbow to the side.
“And I’m Kevin,” said the oldest.
“Well it’s great to meet you guys,” I said with a vibrant smile.
I heard a little static in my ear and then Brad’s voice came through clearly saying “HALEY! Get them out of there ASAP! We have a group of Secret Service coming in less than a minute, and they cannot see them!”
“Well, we better get going,” I said hastily, grabbing a suitcase.
“Oh here, let me get that for you,” Joe said, grabbing at the designer bag, which contained all of my gadgets.
“NO!” I screamed and then recovered myself by saying, “I mean, I’m a girl, and it’s Louis Vinton, I don’t let anyone touch it.”
They all gave me a weird look and then we headed out the door and onto the tour bus.
“Nice save,” Brad said in my ear.
“Oh bite me…” I whispered back to him.
This was going to be harder than I thought…..
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Omgggg Pmasap!
Amaazziingg
I'll never let you go!
Don't ever forget,
tell me you'll remember.
Forever. Young
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