OMG so hi everyone! so this is my first story EVER and im super excited for you all to read it. Please revievw and comment because id love to hear what you all think. Thanks :-)
PS: I own nothing it all belongs to the amazing Ally Carter.
PSS: Also i apologize if it sucks lol
Waking up any day at 4 in the morning: annoying
Standing outside in the rising Italian sun: irritating (and HOT!)
Not knowing what to expect next: unnerving
All Three at once:…..NOT FUN!
And Yet there Kat was, standing smack dab in the middle of Piazza Della Signoria in Florence…..waiting. Waiting for what, she hadn't a clue.
Just standing in the middle of an open piazza, doing nothing, isn't going to attract any attention at all, no of course not, She thought to herself. Pull yourself together Kat, what is wrong with you? What she needed was to stop thinking so she did the opposite and started walking.
As she walked (more like paced), her eyes took in all that was Florence. Kat couldn't remember a time she ever had a chance to just slow down and experience a place. She's been all over the world and rarely saw much, other than a target's location and wherever she happened to be staying at the time. There were always plans to be made, disguises to be found and most importantly art to be stolen.
She took in the buildings and cobblestones and felt as if shed been transport in time. Looking at the statues however, filled her with a sense of unease. It reminded her of who she was. It just felt so….wrong to be out in the open like this. So…exposed, even if she wasn't planning on doing anything illegal…this time.
As much as Kat was pretending that it was the statues that unnerved her, she knew the truth. She knew the real reason for the nerves, was the item she was currently carrying on her and for once it wasn't something she stole.
I didn't ask for this she thought. Three days ago, Katarina Bishop was in England minding her own business with her best friend, W. W. Hale the Fifth. Planning a trip to Paris as a matter-o-fact, that is, until Marcus brought in the package that turned her world upside down.
It was a huge lavender box- like fit another person inside HUGE- with a black bow. That's it, no return address or card or anything. And inside….was absolutely nothing…..to the naked eye that is. Kat didn't say anything and claiming she'd find a use for it refuse to let Hale get rid of it.
In her room, as Kat reached to take out the false bottom, she realized she didn't know what to expect really. Bombs? Gold? A postcard from her dad (unlikely)? Another letter from Visily Romani? A thousand possibilities played through her mind but nothing could have shocked her more than she actually found. It was a plan piece of white paper- a complete 180 from the extravagance of the box-with a date, time and location printed on it. Mysterious but not very convincing, Kat thought with a chuckle.
She was going to get rid of the letter when IT caught her eye and stopped her breath. In that instant, Kat knew where she would be in three days and it wasn't in Paris with Hale. She couldn't believe her eyes that IT was right in the box in front her. IT was an item she had not seen in years. IT was an item given to only ONE person. IT…was the item currently in her back pocket.
Kat was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even notice where she was going-a first- and completely lost track for time-also a first! She asked a shop owner for the time and groaned. An hour! I've been wandering around completely out of it for an hour….some thief I am.
Kat turned and ran for it, as fast as she could. She was NOT missing this, she told herself and this was the only thought in her mind as she pounded through the Florentine streets. She was exhausted but kept going; refusing to stop…..that is until she heard a very familiar voice say…
"Hey Kit-Kat"…