Katie Holmes

by gmiller

Katie Holmes is a 20 year old pysics major who's life seems to have become boring and gloomy ever since her real parent's death. But after a trip with her friend Rose and other college co-eds to the FBI, her whole life is about to turn upside down. Hopefully she can live through it all (by all I mean Joe Carroll). Maybe on the way she will catch the eye of and FBI agent. OC/Mike W.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Katie V. Holmes

Katie's point of view

I woke up with a start from the alarm clock on my bedside table. Beep beep beep, uggghhh won't that noise ever stop! I raised my hand over the annoying contraption and slammed my hand on the button a few times. I let my hand hang over the edge for awhile, but finally had it help me push up on my bed. My long small curled blond hair fell in my face. I blew out a small amount of air only making blow up for a second to come down into my face once again. I blew again ending with the same results, I let my head hang in defeat and finally moved my hair behind my ears with my hands, to reveal my one green and one blue eyes. Quite creepy if I say so myself, I mean how many people do you see these days with two different colored eyes. Not normal. My hair was another problem I guess as well. I liked the length because I looked absolutely hideous if my hair wasn't longer than my shoulders. Right now my hair went down to my waist and even a little past that. I guess I could get it cut a bit, I would have to think about that. At least my hair I could always change if I didn't like it, my eyes were untouchable just like my height. I was very tall, I passed almost any girl I've met and usually the same height of most men I met as well. I always joke with my friends that I must've been cursed by a witch when I was young who must've really hated my parents. My parents, did I mention I was adopted when I was 14. My real dad drowned when I was 5, my mom hanged herself when I was 9. I had younger siblings as well but they died in a car crash along with him, and 'hims' younger brother, I was also in the car crash but was the only survivor. That was when I was 13. Today I'm 20 and living with my roommate and best friend Rosemary Johnson. I call her Rose or Rosie for short. She usually calls me K, short for Katie. Katie V. Holmes. Rose and I were both majors in physics. So you could say that we were both pretty much nerds. So if you're a nerd like us you would no we barely have any time to just have fun and hang with the girls. So today was a very special day, Rose and I had agreed to go on this, I guess you can call it a field trip to the FBI headquarters nearby. We would only go their for a quick tour and we would most likely just get to ask a few questions, so it was safe enough and actually sounded like fun. I thought about all this as I stripped off my t-shirt and shorts that I called pajamas, and slipped into some white leggings, a light blue ruffled collar shirt. I added in my mom's old silver locket that never opened. I ran a brush through my hair my curly hair. But nothing could make the hair look straight at all. So after I was done combing it out a little I slipped on a black fedora and my knee high black boots. I took a quick look into the mirror and gave myself on the pat on the back. I looked good enough to go out for the day. But before I left the room I applied a small amount of eyeliner and mascara. But I then decided to take a chance and added a small amount of lip gloss that made my lips shine. I took one last look in the mirror, satisfied at what I saw I slipped out my door to see Rosie coming out of her room at the same time. She had her jet black hair pulled into a high ponytail but had a few strands out to frame her face. She had on black leggings and a small black leather skirt. Her top half consisted of a red shirt and a black jacket and highly overdone jeweled necklace. The outfit complimented her dark skin and eyes. (Oh yeah I forgot to mention Katie has a slight ivory toned skin and Rose is black, carry on). They both smiled at each other for a second. "Ready to go", I asked heading into the kitchen to grab a quick apple. "Yep", Rose said as she came beside me and grabbed a pair. "Let's get going we don't want to be late", I said grabbing the car keys and took a huge bite out of my apple. Rose followed close behind and we got into the car. I took another bite out of my apple before setting it down to start the car. Little did I know that today my small boring life was going to turn upside down just by taking one visit to the FBI. That my name Katie V. Holmes would be known by people that I never wanted to meet.