Jack

I was a secret agent for a company of assassins. "Jack Frost" the automated voice recognized me as I stepped into my flat. I tossed my keys onto the table along with my leather jacket. I took off my shirt and stopped when I heard someone mimicking techno dance music behind me.

"Dammit, Bunny!" That wasn't his actual name. Everyone just called him that because of his supernatural ability to jump and hop or something. "Can you announce yourself?"

"The automated voice does that for me it's not my fault you weren't here." He sat beside me on the couch. "Besides, you can warn someone before you decide to strip in the open."

"This is my flat. Why are you here?"

"You have a new assignment. I couldn't resist and I gotta say, this ones a hot piece of ass."

"Let me see."

He passed me my laptop and I logged onto the system. I looked at my assignments and found what he was talking about. I opened the file.

Name: Elsa White

Address: 2422 Red Wood Ave

School: Home school

Activities: N/A

Siblings: Anna White

Strengths: N/A

Weakness: Fear

Since we don't get pictures of our assignments, we look them up. Bunny left her Facebook page open for me. There was only one picture. The girl was in front of a gray backdrop (like the ones in school pictures). I enlarged the photo as much as I could and sharpened the image.

"She's gorgeous..." I muttered, and it was the truth. She had lake skin. Her eyes were a bright, live blue. Like the blue color of electricity. Her hair was a natural whitish blonde and fell halfway down her back in waves. Her arms and face were dotted with microscopic freckles and she had mad curves. The blue dress that matched her eyes hugged her skin. The dress also had a long slit that showed off most of one of her long, sexy legs.

She was sexy as fuck. She looked harmless, but I knew from experience the harmless looking ones were always the most dangerous ones. I was curious.

"Why is she dangerous?"

"I don't know." Bunny leaned over the couch and stared at her picture, "but couldn't you just fuck her to oblivion and back?"

I gave him an unenthusiastic laugh, only half paying attention to him. Then I got lost in memorizing her, learning her every curve. It had been a few minutes before Bunny slapped the back of my head. "Are you listening, mate?"

"No."

"I said you're lucky. It should be easy to play her."

"I don't know..." I wasn't thinking about playing her. She looked like she sheltered herself away from everyone. It would be hard to get in her circle of trust. I logged onto Facebook using my fake account and liked the picture. I moved the cursor over the friend request icon and paused.

What would she think about a complete stranger liking her picture then sending her a friend request? Wouldn't that seem just the slightest bit weird?

"What are you doing?"

"Deciding."

"Send her the friend request. Win her over with your charm and your wit."

I could tell by his tone that he was joking. I told him to get out and that I was going to bed. He left and I set the laptop on the coffee table. I rested my chin on my fists and my elbows on my knees, staring at the screen. Waiting.

Elsa

After my home tutor had left, I laid on my bed and listened to OneRepublic Radio on Pandora. My earphones cancelled all outside noise, and that's exactly what I wanted. To be alone in my own little terrifying world. I looked at my hands and held my index fingers a small space apart. Small ice crystals formed, but melted when gravity took over and they fell beneath the cold space. I stopped before I lost control.

My music stopped for a second and the Facebook notifications ringtone sounded. I looked at it. Someone had liked my picture. His Facebook name was Jack F. I went to his profile page out of sheer curiosity. I pulled up his profile pic and my jaw dropped. He was taking a picture of himself in a mirror. He was shirtless and muscular. He looked like he would be short. His hair was platinum and fell over crystal blue eyes.

"What does he want with me?" I thought as I sent him a message:

-I don't believe I know you.

His reply was instant.

-My friend told me about you

-Who's your friend? I don't know anyone.

-I am not willing to give you his identity for his protection.

-why did you like my picture?

-You looked beautiful in it.

Bullshit.

I felt my cheeks get hot, but forced the feelings away immediately.

-Seriously. What do you want? Stop messing with me.

-I'm serious. You look like a nice girl and I wanted to talk to you.

-STOP BULLSHITTING ME!

-I'm not.

-Then save your energy. I'm not interested.

I didn't reply to any more of his messages after that. Finally, they stopped. I took the earphones out of my ears and threw my phone on the edge of the bed and held my hands in my lap, trying to calm my nerves. I listened to my breathing slow down, which helped some.

I was almost asleep when my phone vibrated. I crawled over to it and checked my notifications. Jack F. sent me a friend request. I closed out of Facebook and turned my phone off. I tossed and turned for hours before falling asleep.