Kim was not the typical teenager although she attended classes at UCLA, practiced gymnastics, and loved to shop. She was carrying a deeply guarded secret; she was in the FBI. How she had become an FBI agent is something of a chance happening. The Water team was on a case-involving taking down a psychotic murderer who targeted teenagers when the main undercover detective became violently ill from a strange concoction the murderer had slipped into her drink. She had been checking her device inside her watch when he sneaked it in her cocktail. Therefore, the team did not have a lead agent until one stumbled upon Kim practicing gymnastics. Normally the FBI would not recruit someone with no experience especially a teenager but the team was desperate and Kim seemed to possess not only an irresistible presence but also a certain agile and grace that made her a lethal combination. Therefore, Kim joined and became a force not to reckon with. She had trained with the best martial arts master in Tokyo and taught by the best gunslingers on how to shoot and use weaponry. It was a normal sunny day in California and since she had nothing better to do, Kim decided to visit her mother and father in Angel Grove. As Kim was driving her car home, she received a phone call. Damn she thinks as she looks at her caller id. Aw, it is work and I wanted to go home and have a homemade meal. Kim reluctantly answers her cell phone. "Yes agent with the worst timing; how can I serve my country today?" Kim parks the car to better retain the information for the mission.
"Funny pink crane, so funny in fact I forgot to laugh." "I know you wanted to visit home yet we have an urgent case that involves someone with you attributes and youth." The agent tells her.
"My youth; do not tell me I have to babysit a spoiled brat or a prick." Kim rolls her eyes.
The agent begins to type on a computer. "A threat has been made to the Reefside governor's son and we need someone to watch the boy from a distance and well since you two are…"
"The same age or just about you expect me to flirt to infiltrate his trust and keep an eye on the spoil brat," Kim interrupts.
"Come on pink crane the last boy could not have been that bad." The agent types on his computer. "Skullovitch and his best friend Bulkmeiser could not have been that bad," he tells his younger detective trying not to laugh.
Kim sighs, "Those two were so bad I had to put them both to sleep during the mission." "Skull could not stop giving me lustful eyes while the other one ate everything in sight; I feel sorry for the women who marry those two imbeciles."
The agent could not control his laughter anymore and begin to snort loudly. "I… you… uh oh I am sending the information to your tablet." He hangs up the telephone.
Let's see who I am stuck with now. Kim looks at her tablet and reads the information. Okay he does not seem like such a spoiled brat. She pushes the button for it to go to the next page. At least he is handsome. Kim stares at a picture of a man who seemed to be about six foot with chocolate brown eyes and jet-black hair. Time to shop I need to widen my teenybopper wardrobe and I wonder if I can get a little training in. Kim drives out of the parking lot.
Tommy Oliver needed some fresh air. He felt like a caged animal since a hit was placed on his life. What harm could a little fresh air hurt; he told himself as he sneaked out of the mansion midafternoon. Besides I am a three-degree black belt, I can defend myself if a problem arises. He walks to a bench in the grand backyard and sits down. Ah, this is so much better. Tommy loved the outdoors and felt like a bird locked in a cage or Pinocchio when the avaricious man locked him up. I want to feel like a real boy again. I knew that my father's job would come with certain sacrifices but really my freedom because he wants to fix the problems in Reefside.
Humph, he is a stubborn one. Kim knew that the agency had warned him and his family to keep Tommy locked in the house and only take him out with a swarm of bodyguards like the President of the United States. Kim did a backflip off the tree she was observing Tommy in and fixed her dress before ringing the doorbell.
A butler answered the door. "How may I help you?" The butler smiled at Kim.
"I am Amanda Johnson." Kim smiled back at the butler. She knew the help and security would be informed that she was coming to keep Tommy occupied but they had no idea who she really was or what her main purpose was.
The butler bowed. "Come right in my dear; I believe Mr. Oliver has sneaked off to the backyard." "Where are your bags?"
Kim gave the man one of her biggest smiles. "Oh they are already at the vacation home; I think it is better that Tommy and I go there than stay here." She knew the enemy could infiltrate the mansion and harm her objective, so Kim was going to take Tommy to one of her favorite spots.
"I will go inform Mr. Oliver that he needs to pack a bag then." The butler steps aside and Kim enters the home.
"Can I tell him; I think he will like the news better from me." Kim lets the butler show her the way although she knew the mansion inside and out because of the blueprints. She steps outside and sees Tommy twirling a white rose in his hand.
Tommy has the certain feeling to look up and that is when he sees the most gorgeous girl he has ever laid eyes on. He stands up and walks over to her. "Hi I am Tommy Oliver." Tommy holds out his hand for Kim to shake it but sees the white rose as he lifts up his hand so he hands her the flower.
"Thank you; my name is Amanda Johnson." Kim takes the flower from him and smiles.
"What brings you here?" Tommy cannot help but to check the girl out. He notices she has chocolate brown eyes and dark brown hair. She was petite and no more than 5'4.
"I have come to keep you company; I hear that I am the best at beating boredom," Kim gives him a charming smile. At least he is better looking than the last two boneheads I had to babysit.
"Oh is that so." Tommy gives Kim a half smile. She can definitely help stop my boredom. "Who set this up; was it my father?"
"Well do you think I am not up for the challenge?" Kim answers him with a question. I need to move him inside.
Tommy contemplates her answer. Hell yes you are up for the challenge. "What will you do to keep me entertained?"
"For starters let's go inside; I could use a glass of water." Kim was starting to lose patience with him. She knew she was attractive and that at worked to her advantage yet she was not in the mood. Kim retains her smile.
"Geoffrey can fetch you a glass of water and we can sit on the patio." "I have been coop up for too long and I intend to breathe in some fresh air."
Before Kim can answer, she sees a red dot pointed on Tommy's chest and pushes him out of the way. Damn and I have not even been introduced to his parents yet.