Chapter two:

There are only so many things that can sound so good coming from the mouth of such a hottie. One of those things is his own name. Another is my name!!!

Ew, I’m being all teenager like. I’m a professional what-cha-ma-call-it . . .I mean assassin; I should be able to act sort of like one at school (Minus the whole killing thing).

“What classes do you have?” I asked smiling. How do celebs do it? Smiling all freaking day and for what? Gossip scandals?

“I have French and Calculus.” He said.

“And you’re only in grade ten?” I asked surprised.

“Yeah.” He blushed.

“Looks like I have some competition if you’re that smart.” I touched his arm like the flirting handbook said.

“Well I’m not smart enough to find my way around the school and stuff.” Aww. … Isn’t that just sweet?

“Then I guess I’ll have to be your guide.” I said holding my books to my chest (this makes for the cute look).

“And what about after school? I have nobody to show me to all the hot spots.”

“And I have nobody to take to all the hot spots,” I said as if it were a big deal. To tell you the truth there aren’t any hot spots in this crap filled town. “Hey! I’ve got an idea why don’t I take you to all those hot spots!”

“Y’know that sounds like a good idea but it’ll have to be after work. Then I can come out to play.”

“What do you do for a living?” I asked.

“I’m a body guard for Doctor James Hughes.” He said coolly.

“Wait a second, isn’t that the guy who made a copy of HIV?” I asked. I had read something about this guy and from what I read he wasn’t exactly loved by the whole world. Rumours are that he plans on making an unleashing his Neo HIV on his enemies.

“Yeah so he could make a cure for it.” Shawn said knowing that I knew a little more than I let on about the Neo HIV.

“Really? Wow.” I said excited, “it’s so wonderful that you work for someone who’s trying to save sick people.” In reality I was thinking of contacting the boss about this guy for any more information.

“Yeah exciting. I’m protecting someone who has the power to save lives.” Shawn said.

“ I wish I had a job as exciting as you do.” I said, “ I just go to other parts of the country and model sometimes.” This is what I tell people when I’m in places like Milan trying to kill important people like Marx Van Pollen or when I’m in Paris in a workshop.

“Well when you become rich and famous I hope I can be your body guard.”

“I hope so too.” Not that I’ll need it. The bell rang for classes to start, “looks like were going to be late for class.” I said,

“It was worth it if I got to talk to you.” He said before running off.

I sighed openly after he left.

“Isn’t that sweet.” My friend, Sabrina said.

“Tell me about it . . .” I said walking to class.

I sat inside my closet with my laptop. you know the one the boss gave me to retrieve information on my assignments.

Was I suffering from withdrawal syndrome or something? I never usually feel this way. about a guy, I mean. It’s only been three hours since I’ve seen him and I already miss him. To top it off were not even going out.

“Do you want something or not?” a voice from the computer asked me.

“Ah yeah, can you look up stuff on James Hughes for me?” I asked trying to be all professional and stuff.

“What kind of stuff?” the computer asked me.

“I don’t know, how about what he’s really up to?” the computer screen went black and the voice of my boss started talking. No one really knew what the boss looked like. He was sort of just there.

“Number 21. It’s nice to see that you are taking interest in James Hughes. He is your next assassination.”

“What?” I asked surprised.