Well, here it is gpshaw. The prologue/ start of story I promised you!!
I hope you can help me make a story for you. It's a bit short... but I didn't want to do any more without your permission!!!
Prologue-
Erik. I will always remember that name. And there is no way in hell I'll ever forget the person behind that name.
He saw what I overlooked. He had managed to uncover a secret that me and my friends have been fighting desperately to keep under wraps. A secret that could change everything, for everyone.
We met on less than happy terms, when I was up against the worst kind of odds. He saved me.
And now, it was about time I returned the favour.
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One year earlier...
"I'm back!" I yelled slamming the door to the house I shared with four other people. I dropped my keys on their place in the key rack, then dropped my shoulder bag on the floor beside me.
"About time you did" Casey said coming down the stairs "If I don't leave now, I'm gonna be late for my interview, and your friends are at it again"
"Hey, they're your friends too" I replied as I finally heard Ian yelling at Amanda. He shrugged and smiled, still fussing with his tie. I grabbed it, looped it the right way, then fixed it so it looked neat. Then I stepped back and looked at his whole outfit. He was wearing his 'job-hunting' suit, as he so often told me. Not a bad look either.
"Besides" I added "I'm the one working here. Not to mention going to Uni"
"Well, Sal works too" he protested as I followed him into the dining room "And so does Ian, but..."
"Amanda's got full-time Uni, and she helps when she can" I said. I had to stick up for her. She'd been my best friend since we were little. Besides, it was true.
"Yeah, well..." he didn't have anything to say as he grabbed his C.V "Maybe I'll just pretend..."
"Yeah, you should"
"Well, I'm off" Then he smiled, and I knew what was coming "That offer for a date is still open"
"How many times do I have to reject you before you get the point?" I asked rhetorically. He shrugged, looked embarrassed, then hurriedly left.
"Oh, and by the way Jade, the mail's on the counter" he called back "Sal even put them in separate piles for us"
"Great, thanks!" I replied just before the door slammed. Then I headed to the kitchen, seeing Sal had put them in separate piles, and even put little post-it notes to say which pile was whose. Sal, short for Sally, is a neat-freak. She likes everything to be in just the right place, in just the right order. Casey, on the other hand, is anything but. Mess-o-rama, he was. But somehow, we managed to keep them both happy. Ian and Amanda on the other hand...
"I told you, the guy was just checking me out! Not..."
"Well it didn't look that way to me!" Ian yelled back as I picked up my pile, shuffling through it, then dragging myself, along with my bag, up to my sort-of-messy-but-still-neat-enough-to-walk-into room. I flopped down on the bed, which smelled of my boyfriend, and breathed deep. He'd surprised me the night before. He'd come to check on me, and when I begged him to stay...
I opened the envelope from the Uni, went through the test results, happy that I'd passed them all. Barely. Then the others... most were just from my family and people I used to know back when I was still living in another country. But there was one I was reluctant to open, and I saved it for last.
It was from my team-member, Robert. It was a plain white envelope with nothing but my name on the front, and from Robert on the back. He was the only one who actually kept his head straight anymore. Ian and Amanda are the other team-mates, but we've learned not to rely on them when there's trouble. It just goes hot-cold with them.
Funny, the fate of the world rests on four nineteen year-olds who can't even work together.
I opened it, and pulled out the fairly blank piece of paper. It read;
Meet me at the usual spot, usual time. We may have a situation.
I folded it back up and sighed. I'd been in a fairly good mood all day, but this... this just soured it, big time.
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"Look over my shoulder" Robert said. I gave him a look that said 'you gotta be kidding?'. I was a short girl, not comically short, but still short enough to stop myself from seeing over his shoulder. And I was leaned against the wall too. Robert, on the other hand, was over six foot, and towered over me as he leaned on the wall too, only with his hands on either side of my head. It was a ruse, to throw people off. To make people think we weren't waiting around for anyone.
Robert smiled "Well then, look under my shoulder"
"Ha ha, very funny" I said, but did as he instructed. I saw the elevator door ding, and two men in dark blue suits stepped out into the near-deserted parking lot. They both looked only a little older than Robert and I.
"Is it... them?" He asked.
"Yeah, it's them" I replied in a hushed whisper. I turned my attention back up at him. His icy blue eyes stared right back as he nodded. I sighed and slumped against the wall.
"Well, now what?"
"Now we follow"
"What?! They'll..." Robert clamped a hand over my mouth before I could say more.
"We follow" he said again, putting meaning into those words. I rolled my eyes and moved his hand away from my mouth, then stepped out from under him, walking away. He followed, brushing his dark curls back away from his face. I swear, there are times when he can almost look cute. But... then he wrecks it entirely by saying something really stupid.
"You do know what to do, don't you?"
"Yes I know what to do, I'm not stupid!" I hissed, but kept walking.
We walked parallel to the two men, who were laughing and joking. Probably not for long. They hopped into a car, and got ready to drive off.
"Now's the time" Robert said.
Well, what do you think we can make of it? Anything? Keep in touch, i'd like to hear your opinions on this...
