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Hello, my official name's Rebecca Holiday, and I'm a regular 17 year old high school student. At least that's what people think. Convincing, isn't it ? Now the truth. I'm Beca Mitchell, I'm 20 years old, and under a fake identity. Why ? Well see, I had been trained for as long as I can remember to follow my family, becoming a FBI agent at the age of 16. I know it's really young, but turns out my youth was really helpful for some missions ! I was agent Mitchell03. Agent Mitchell01 was my father, and 02 my cousin. Not to brag, but I used to be pretty good at this. Working under cover, or fake identity, I liked to fight. Proving males they could be brought down by a young girl was an amazing feeling !
I know what you're thinking. I'm talking about fake identity, I'm using one right now and yet, I talk about being Agent Mitchell03 past tense. You're wondering if I'm on a mission and if not, then what's going on ?
See, my motto was : do your job the best you can without putting people you love in danger. I didn't really care about jeopardizing my own safety, I usually lived on the edge actually, adrenaline was kind of my drug. Unfortunately, something bad happened. I failed my mission, and along with it, I failed the girl I love. My one, first, true love. I pissed of the wrong guy, making one slight mistake, out of stupidness, and now, me, my mom and my step-dad are living a lie.
We moved to this new town a year and a half ago, and they made me start high school all over again. I hated it. Luckily, my best friend moved there too, her name's Emily, and she's the only one who knows who I really am. Aside from my parents, of course. That's the deal : no telling anyone who we are, no serious relationships with anyone, no strings attached, most of all, no developping feelings. Let's just say I failed on that part. Yeah, I failed, again.