How did it come to this? All right, I know how it came to this. In fact, I happen to be the reason it came to this. Yep. I should have a picture of me in Guinness 'Book of World Records.' cause damn, I probably claimed 'most screwups' years ago.

Seriously.


Hey! Friday Trin here. I'm in 10th grade. I used to live with my mom in district 5. But, due to her alcohol addiction, I now live on campus at Jane Forest Lake boarding school in district 12 so I can get into the collage of D 14. Not.

My real name is Friday Ember Trinity. Yes, I am in the dreadful grade of 10. Boo. I originate from district 17b (you probably call it New York, USA.) I now live on campus at Jane Forest Lake boarding school in district 12, but not entirely because I want a good education.

A couple of days ago I was hired by something like area 51, scientist people. My mission was nothing I hadn't heard before. Go to some far off land (in this case, D 12: Toronto, Canada.) the mission is to find and kill, *Ehem* eliminate someone, usually an argentum. (I call them silvers, easier to pronounce.) Somebody will be posing as a friend; they will help complete the mission, yada yada yada. Been there, done that. They made a deal, I accepted, because I was dumb. Well, duh. That's why I'm here, right?


So what happens? I'll tell you. I'm shipped off to the good ol' land of Maple Syrup.