Chapter 1

Bill had a very peculiar experience the day before. A man, no older than 30, was sitting at his kitchen table. When Bill walked in, the man said, "Welcome Bill, my name's Alexander Hale. And you've just been accepted into the CIA academy."

Unannounced to him, this exact moment happened 2 years ago, but to a kid named Ben Ripley.

He asked the standard questions, was in complete disbelief, and then got over with it. Of course, he asked to stay for dinner. Which his parents allowed him to as Alexander told everyone about how good St. Smittens really was.

His parents believed every last word of it. They weren't really the bright type to begin with, as proof of that was Bill. His parents named him after a stupid, light-headed kid name Bill in Bill and Ted's excellent adventure.

Yet he had never seen the movie. As well as having an IQ of 60, his parents were extremely overprotective.

They didn't even let him watch Barney.

This then turns Bill into an extremely introverted kid, a social outcast, if you will. After the dinner, he couldn't remember anything. It was only when he awoke in the brand new SUV that he realized what had happened. He had just been drugged for the first time.

Bill forced his eyes open, they were just opened for long enough to see the driver of the car. Alexander Hale.

He sat up in his seat. Looking through the window, he could tell that he was certainly far away from home. Then he saw it, the Washington Monument. He was in the capital of the USA.

He had a little trouble breathing after that. Yet he soldiered on and finally, an hour later in the worst of D.C's rush hour traffic, they made it to academy for boys and girls.

Immediately he wanted to say, "Hey, didn't realize how crappy this place it. Am I going to have to stay here longer? Is his a test? Could you just please take me back to Florida?"

He didn't however, still wanting to give this old school a chance.

They pulled into the parking lot, after passing a huge security checkpoint, that is. And they made it to the school's front entrance, at which point Alexander Hale started to walk in the direction of the car.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Bill said. Was the only person he knew in the whole city going to abandon him.

"I've got things to do, kid. Places to be, people to meet. We'll keep in touch. The kids in the school aren't that bad." And with that, he left.

Bill opened the door and then remembered that he had no idea on where to go. He checked his pockets, however, and his schedule was right there. He opened it up and saw he was supposed to go to the cafeteria to get his breakfast.

He gathered his tray and got his food. And then he stood around a bit, wondering where to sit. Then he saw it, a table nearly empty, his only chance! He sped walked towards it. There was only one girl sitting there, maybe he could sit on the other side and-

"I wouldn't recommend going there." Someone tapped on his shoulder. He turned around to see a grinning man, surrounded by concerned friends.

"W-Why not?" Bill asked. Great first impression, he thought, way to go, stuttering shy kid.

"Because that's the table Erica Hale sits at." A girl with massive green eyes said. Bill looked back at the table and couldn't believe what his eyes saw. Sitting on the other side of the table, where his spot could've been, was a beautiful girl, reading a book on "the 20 best ways to cut someone's throat with a bowie knife."

"What's so bad about her?" Bill asked.

"Her nickname is the ice queen." The girl with green eyes said. "If you try to sit with her or talk to her, best case scenario, shell ignore you. Much more likely, however, she'd kill you in her sleep."
I shuddered. Then I started to walk to another lunch table, that wasn't as full when.

"Hey man, why don't you sit with us?" Another boy said. He accepted and sat at their table.

Then a strange man walked up to the stage. "Hands up, nobody move." He was holding a gun. Everyone else did exactly as he asked, but Bill. He sat there laughing, convinced it was a joke. The man noticed this.

"Think this is a joke? Then maybe this will put your concerns to rest."

He turned to Bill and shot.