~Lying and deceiving~(Jack an Kim are 21 and 22)Kim's POV
Kim hurriedly typed on her Blackberry, nochantly fondling around in her cow skin purse. The hot sun shining down on her tan face. The grey converse she was currently wearing slapped on the cement, as she looked for her car keys.
Kim recently just finished collage, and was looking for a new job. Her sister Kayla, had told her that her boyfriend was looking for new agents for his incorporation. Specifically the F.B.I. She thought that with all the karate she's been taking, would help a lot with this job.
Kim finally found her car keys and unlocked her red bug. She slid into the leather seats, turning the air on high. It was very humid and hot, she felt like she could melt. The car started up, and Kim let out a sigh. She put the car in reverse and backed out of the drive way.
The buzzing of her phone went off, letting out a ringing chime. She grabbed the phone and looked at the blue screen. Kayla. "What." Kim said scanning her eyes on the road to make sure she was heading the right direction.
"Hey Kim! Where the hell are you? Grant just called and said you were supposed to be there an hour ago! Hello? Kim?" She rolled her eyes and replied to her anxious sister. "Kay, I'm on the road right now! Calm your self."
"Alright, well I guess I'll see you after the interview. Just make sure you say the right things! And don't embara-" Kim cut off her sisters rambling. "It'll be fine! Okay! I have to go, I'm pulling up to the parking lot." Kim hasn't realized that her house was this close to The F.B.I She's never seen the building before.
She could hear her sister breathe into the phone. "It's just, Kim, what if you do get the job and you end up getting hurt! You're my baby sis!" Kim smiled at this, and how much she cared for her. Kayla was her big sister, and will always look out for her.
"Your right Kay, but I need the job! Besides I do know karate." Kim explained stepping out of her small car, walking up to the big building. It was tall and had windows almost everywhere on the outside walls."Well, just be careful!" Kim nodded, as she fast- walked through the double glass doors, the cool air encircling her small body.
"Alright, I have to go. Bye." She ended the call and shoved her phone back into her purse, speed walking to the front of the room. Kim looked up at the tall woman at the front desk. The woman wasn't paying any attention to her. She was typing furiously on her lap top, with glasses Perched on the tip of her nose.
She wore a tight black pencil dress and her hair in a sophisticated bun. Kim looked around the room, and at the white tile floors. There was a green leafy plant in the corner of the room, with little black waiting chairs pressed up against the walls. She shyly stood there waiting for the woman to acknowledge her.
The beady eyed senior looked up, and
Looked at Kim head to toe, Making the girl feel very uncomfortable. "May I help you?" The woman sneered placing a file of papers on the counter. "Uh-yes! I am here to see Grant Moor."
The lady out stretched a long bony finger to a wooden door. "Through that door ma'am." Her voice cut through the air, slicing Kim's already wracking, nerves. She basically jogged to the door, wanting to get out of that horrible woman's presence.
The glanced around the hall to see many doors, each if them having a name. "Michael Peterson, Bethany Brooke's, Summer parks, ahh, Grant Moor." Kim mumbled opening the door. The little room she walked into was decorated with little pictures of family, or friends you could say, one of them being her sister.
She is his girlfriend. The walls were painted a nice yellow, not to bright, and not to dull. The room was comforting, and warm, even though there are papers scattered everywhere.
In the Corner of the room, was a small desk, and a chair. Grant was sitting there casually in jeans and a plaid blue and black shirt. His auburn hair was gelled back, and he was wearing tan sperrys. His legs propped up on the desk, playing games on his phone.
Kim walked through door, and plopped down in one of the peach colored chairs, her purse in her hand. "Grant." she said tiredly, straitening her posture. "Kimberly." Grant replied not looking up from his game.
"Your an hour late." Grant spoke sternly. Placing his i phone on the table, and removing his legs from the desk. He folded his hands, to look back up at Kim, his green eyes surveying her for the response he knows he's about to receive.
"Please, grant, I need the job! I'll work long hours! I swear! Just give me a chance! Please?" Grant half smiled, unfolding his hands, and placing them on a file. "Kim, we looked at you're resemay, and it was great! You got the job. So don't worry you were excellent! I just had to wait an HOUR just to tell you the news.
But remember, your training starts on Sunday." Kim's eyes widened and she squealed her knees bobbing up and down like a five year old. "Oh my god! Thank you!" Kim made her way around the desk, to engulf grant in a two second hug.
"You're welcome Kim! Now, please sit back down." Grant said a smile on his face. Grant was happy, because Kim was happy. She sat back down in the chair, a huge smile plastered on her features.
"This file has everything you need to know about the latest most wanted, how to take down someone's, and how to fight criminals. Now, you promise to not tell anyone about this information. Are we clear?"
Kim smiled wider if that was even possible. "Clear as glass." She said, taking the folder in her hands.
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Kim sat in the comfortable chair by the fire place, drinking tea. She had rented an apartment in Seaford right after she had gotten out of collage. Her fuzzy socks were propped up on the chair, as she went through the file. Kim was wearing a simple shirt, with fuzzy pajama pants, and her hair in a messy bun.
She was currently going through the most wanted, looking at the pictures. Most of them were ugly men with biker hair, or woman with lost teeth. As she turned the page something caught her eye.
She nearly spit out her tea looking at the picture in front of her. There, photographed in black and white, was her child-hood best friend. Jack. He was smirking into the camera, with those big puppy dog eyes. He had been her first kiss, the first person to take away her virginity, her first love.
Kim yelped, nearly falling out of the chair, but luckily caught herself. "Jack Brewer. Reward for this criminal, 500,000." Kim read aloud. "Holy shit!" Kim said loudly making her dog Sophie bark. "HOLY SHIT!" Kim repeated even louder, this time, actually falling out of the chair, the tea coming down with her.
Sophie was now barking and yelping, wagging her tail ferociously. Her white puff ball body came trotting over to Kim licking the tea out of her hair. Kim layed there on the floor, registering what just happened. Pain coursing through out her head.
"Shit." Kim whispered, banging her fist on the hard wood floor, this time referring to her fall out of the chair. Kim pushed herself up off the ground dragging her feet to the shower. The same pain going through her body.
"Hmm, what if I track down brewer, turn him in, and got the money! Then I wouldn't have to go through the years and years of training! It's a win-win. Whatcha think Sophie?"
Kim started to undress, and make her way into the shower. Sophie's chirp sound bark, echoed through out her room, her tongue hanging loosely out of her mouth. "That's what I thought. I coming to get ya jack."
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