Here it is guys! I'm soooooo freakin' excited that I'm finally posting this! The sequel to Amy Goes to England! I'll warn you though: it's much different, although there are funny little similarities with the two plot-lines. Like them going to get icecream and such. And it's written in third person.
Full summary: Amy has just graduated Mrs. Jen's agent training academy! And she's super psyched to get her first assignment with her friend Genni, chauffering a client around the city. Meanwhile, Genni is trying to get Amy to find a boyfriend after a hard breakup with who she thought was the love of her life. All while this is going on, poor Ian is having a "fun" time putting his lovely fiance Diana's perfect wedding together.
The Chauffeur
Bang!
Amy steadied my hands as the gun went off, and lined the barrel up to the target.
Bang!
Seeing that the body had been hit right through the heart and splattered red, she dropped the gun and sprinted ahead.
Amy hopped into the car, secured her belt with a click, and jammed her foot down onto the gas pedal. She flew through down the road, swerving to avoid the passing obstacles in her way.
Something's wrong, she thought. This should be harder.
Suddenly, Amy tensed, and slammed her other foot onto the brake pedal. Not a moment too soon.
As soon as she did this, a huge hunk of metal came raining down onto the track, sending sparks flying into the air.
"Close one," she murmured to herself, making a quick turn around the bend.
Within a minute she had completed the track and leapt out of the still slowing vehicle and into the grass.
"Bomb warning!" someone screeched.
Amy didn't waste a second. She threw herself onto the ground and locked her hands over her head, letting out a breath as her body hit the ground.
The earth shook as the bomb exploded, and Amy braced herself for impact. An object flew over her head, landing some fifteen yards behind her.
"Close call," Amy whispered again to herself, trying to calm down her rapidly beating heart.
When the shock died down, Amy was immediately on her feet and shot across the empty field to the parking lot on the far other side. All she heard was the pounding of her heart and her ragged breathing.
Gasp. Hit. Gasp. Hit. Gasp. Hit. Gasp. Hit.
The steady rhythm of her breathing and feet hitting the ground calmed her.
Out of the corner of her eye, Amy caught sight of something blonde and fast in the background. In a flash, she had whipped out her gun, and aimed it at the oncoming person's head. She pulled the trigger with the bang, and watched the red soak into their blonde curly locks.
"Score one," she said with a faint smile.
Amy shot onto the asphalt, seeing the flag on the roof of the garage. It waved green and blue in the dimming sunset, antagonizing her. Taunting her.
She leapt up onto a nearby trash can and launched herself onto the roof. With a triumphant cry, she snatched the flag off of the pole, and jumped into a spread eagle stance in victory.
"I WIN!" she hollered, a smile broad upon her red face.
A round of applause started and the garage door of the building opened, revealing a group of tall, strong people, both men and women.
Amy jumped off of the roof and said, "How did I do?"
They exchanged a couple of looks, murmured some whispered things to themselves, and then one turned towards Amy with a smile.
"Congratulations, Amy Cahill," Mrs. Jen, the kind Asian woman who ran the academy, said to her with a smile. "You passed the final test."
Amy laughed in glee and clapped her hands together. "Finally! I get to be a real agent!"
There was a new round of applause behind her and she turned around.
Standing behind her was a curly haired, blue eyed girl, who looked to be about twenty two. She was, in fact, just like Amy.
"Nice one," Genni said, wiping the red paint from the paint ball out of her hair.
Amy wrapped her arms around her best friend and said, "Genni, thank you so much! Now we both passed, and we can both be spies or body guards or field agents!"
Genni laughed and pointed to the shooting range about a half mile away. "You really killed that dummy back there. Hope you weren't imagining my face!"
Amy laughed and pulled off her dark black hoodie. "I'm so hot. Let's go celebrate our success with some ice cream! My treat!"
Her friend nodded enthusiastically and said, "I believe that ice cream sounds divine." She put extra emphasis on her British accent.
"I just can't believe I passed!" Amy exclaimed again.
"Well, believe it, sweet heart. Cause the real action is coming soon," Genni told her, giving her a serious look.
~lovelovelove~
Not five miles away, in a small ice cream shop, Ian Kabra was fuming in his chair at the back of the room. His fiancé Diana was outside on the phone, talking to a woman named Mrs. Jen, some Asian lady who ran an agent training academy.
They were in LA, their home, planning their wedding. It was only a month away.
Thing was, Diana was a bit paranoid, and was insistent on hiring a body guard to chauffeur them around due to learning about Ian's Cahill origins.
"Hey, babe!" Diana bubbled as she hopped into the shop, smiling from ear to ear. Her chocolate brown hair was down to her shoulders in waves.
Ian smiled at her cheeriness, his irritation quickly evaporating.
"Hello, love," he greeted her, giving her a kiss as she sat down in her chair.
She giggled and said, "I love how you say that!"
Ian smiled. Then, he said, "I would have thought that you'd be used to it by now!"
Diana laughed and said, "I'm from here, where there are no hot British guys. And even after dating you for a full two years, I'm still not used to it!"
"Well, I'm not used to your amazing eyes yet, love," Ian flirted, staring at her sharp brown eyes.
But they weren't like someone's that he used to know. Stunning bright green orbs that brimmed with intelligence. She hadn't spoken to him in years…
"Aw, hun'!" Diana giggled. "We have an appointment to meet our chauffer tomorrow. She's a new graduate, just today actually, from Boston, and she passed with full marks!"
"Sounds great!" Ian exclaimed, while thinking that he could protect Diana just as well as some trained upstart. "What's her name?"
Diana paused to sip at her low-fat iced tea. "Um, Amanda, or Jamie, or something. I guess we'll find out tomorrow!"
Ian nodded, and said, "So do you want to head back to the house? Or we could go look for some of the flower arrangements for the wedding."
Diana grinned and giggled, a sound that sounded surprisingly annoying to Ian, and agreed. "I was thinking orchids, or maybe lilies."
Ian nodded, not quite listening as they walked back to their car. The sun was shining, as always in Los Angeles, and a lot of people were outside, playing on the beach or eating ice cream.
"Are you listening?" Diana's harsh words penetrated Ian's thoughts, and he started.
"Of course, love. I was just thinking."
"About what?" Diana countered, leaning on the car.
Ian came up with a quick lie that he knew she would eat up, and leaned down into her face. "About how I have the most amazingly gorgeous girl in the world as my fiancé."
He got down, an inch from her face, and pressed her gently to the car.
Diana giggled quietly, and Ian kissed her, mainly thinking, Yes, that stopped the incessant giggling.
A crowd of people passed by, talking loudly about this and that. Diana and Ian shared a look of disgust. And since they were official citizens of LA, they both said, "Tourists!"
Then, still chuckling, or in her case giggling, they hopped in the car and drove down the road.
So...what'd you think? Awesome? Terrible? Hate it? Love it? Wanna kill it? Wanna marry it? Wish I'd shut up? Yeah, I get that...
Either way, thanks for reviewing! *hint hint*
~Dani ;)
