Of Mockingbirds and Mimics Vol. One

Chapter One: Lucky Girl

            It was a sunny day, with just a few clouds dotting the otherwise azure sky. Sitting under a weeping willow tree, inside the grounds of the most prestigious academy, a clique of girls giggle, unbeknownst to the danger ahead.

            " So, I was like…" a redhead droned on.

            " Uh huh? Then?" a blonde leaned forward.

            " Hey, you guys!" a voice chirped, interrupting the oh-so-suspenseful story.

            " What Chantel?" the redhead snapped irritated.

            " Look," Chantel pointed to the two figures standing in the shadows of the lofty building. They appeared to be making out.

            " Ooh!" the blonde's eyes glittered. Grabbing her tape recorder she moved towards the couple.

            As soon as the girls got close enough, the redhead's eyes widened. It was the new girl, Stephanye Blythe, lip locking with the 13th richest tycoon in the world's son, Sean.

            With a giggle, Stephanye pushed Sean through the door. Her green eyes glittered malice as she continued to kiss with Sean in the dark room with only one window. She winced slightly as he ran his hand not too lightly through her dark brown curls. Reaching into her pockets, she drew out a black glove. Still kissing him, she put the glove on.

            Confused at the sight of the glove, the girls continued peeking through the window. The blonde continued whispering the juicy scene into her black recorder. " What a great scoop for the column," she thought.  They stared amazed as Stephanye took a silver chopstick that held part of her messy curls. She pushed Sean's face to her neck as she bit into the tip of the chopstick with her mouth. Still holding the chopstick in her gloved hand, she twisted the chopstick in her mouth. The silver tip fell off her tongue and onto her hand. A green pill slipped out.

            Stephanye kept the pill under her tongue. Knowing that the pill's outer case will dissolve in ten seconds, she drew Sean's mouth to hers. After tongue wrestling for 2 seconds, she was able to push the pill into his mouth. Sean choked.

            " What the…" he coughed. Stephanye held his mouth closed. Her eyes were impassive as she shifted the sleeve of her shirt. She stared at the silver hands moving in her watch. As it ticked 15 seconds, Stephanye felt Sean's body sag. As she let him fall slowly onto the floor, she held her gloved hand onto his neck to check his pulse. Satisfied in finding none, she clicked a few buttons on her watch. She held it over Sean, and took pictures.

            The girls stared, paralyzed in shock. The blonde let her tape recorder slip out of her hand.

            A crash sent Stephanye's gaze up to the window. She saw three figures scattering away. Cursing under her breath, she kicked Sean's body once for good measure, and ran out the door. She looked back once, and quickly scanned the room. " Good," she thought. She didn't make a mess. She just hated doing that. She ran quickly after the three figures, just stopping once to grab a black messenger bag leaning against the wall. She slung it on her, and reached into it, taking three objects. Quick, moving with skill, not thought, she threw the pins one by one. One by one, the three girls dropped like flies. Stephanye placed a gloved hand on their necks to check their pulses. Strong. The pins were to knock them and their recent memory out.

With a sigh, Stephanye retraced her steps to see if she left any evidence behind. Just under the window, she found the source of the crash. Stooping, she picked it up. She rewound it a bit, before playing it.

" Oh my god! Lip locking with Sean O'Conners! She is one lucky girl!" a voice whispered through the black box.

Stephanye's body slumped. With anger, she hurled the tape recorder into her black bag. Walking quickly to the gate, she swung herself over lightly with her gloved hand. As she walked pass, a tree blocked any passerbyer's view.  The glove came off. Continuing walking, she passed a pole. Green eyes were gone, replaced by blue ones. Passing behind a parked truck, the academy's jacket was gone; a black leather jacket in place. Finally, passing by the shadows of a store, the brown curls came off. Two blonde streamers of hair from two buns on her head flew in the wind.

" Lucky girl," kept echoing in her mind. " Yeah right," her pale pink lips muttered. She hailed a cab. " To the nearest airport please," she told the drive.

" Where ya going?" the driver asked, attempting to make a conversation and perhaps a good tip.

" Maryland," came the short reply.

" Getting' away from da crowds 'n' New York. Wha a lucky gal you are," the driver chirped.

" So I've been told," she replied, cutting the conversation short. " So, I've been told," she muttered under her breath, staring at the scenery passing by.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Okay, another new fic. But not to worry this one is already finished, because I wrote this one in a notebook. I just have to type and upload them. Don't hurt me! I promise to finish my other fics toooo! Luv lots! REVIEW! ~ Jo