Alex Rider was bored. It was gone mid-day and he was sitting through the most painful thing known to him…. French class. He was bored because he could not learn anything from this lessen, as he spoke the language fluently and he could not really answer the question the class was asked and tell the French teacher what he did last summer, or could he?. Normally he would try to learn another language in this lessen but he'd forgotten his books.
Alex's language abilities were a problem for the school as he new all the ones they offer to teach, this included French, German and Spanish. As well as these he's fluent in Italian and Japanese, therefore they didn't know what to do with him, so Alex normally took it upon himself to learn another language in these lessons, last year he learned Japanese, this year he's learning Russian. He knew the reason he'd picked the language, but he didn't know why? He's not quite fluent but he's getting there.
The teacher knew this so normally let Alex 'be' in this hour but today was different, today Alex got picked.
'Qu'avez-vous fait l'été dernier Alex?'(What did you do last summer Alex?)
«J'ai sauvé le monde, ai failli me faire dévorer et je suis un espion travaillant pour le gouvernement.»(I saved the world, nearly got eaten and I'm a teenage spy working for the government.) The teacher smiled.
'Very amusing Alex' leaving the class wondering what Alex said. Alex smirked they had no idea a piece of paper was pushed onto his desk by tom. Did you tell the truth? Of course Tom would work it out, he nodded his head slightly in answer and Tom started laughing. After receiving some strange looks tom that just appeared to have started laughing for no reason and a harsh Mr. Harris!
The laughter finally stopped, Alex himself was finding it hard to smile not from his words to the teacher but at Tom's overreaction. After that the day passed quickly and soon Alex found himself walking to the bike shed, it was then that it started. The feeling. That feeling, where you may not see it but something's watching you. Alex tried to ignore it, passing it of a paranoiac feeling but his spy instincts took over. Leaping on his bike he pedalled as fast as he could to his home, all the way he felt watched, exposed. He kept to the most public streets hoping to blend and lose the 'feeling' following him.
He arrived home safe without a fight or confrontation, which to Alex, was a surprise. He did the same thing he does every afternoon, takes his school bag upstairs, goes to the kitchen to talk to Jack, watches TV, and eats dinner. However it was when he went upstairs to do homework, he heard the doorbell ring and the door opening, followed by Jack's yelp of surprise. He knew immediately that something was wrong and crept silently to the top of the stairs to see what the situation was, he was shocked to see Yassen Gregorovich pointing a gun at Jack.
'Hello Alex' Yassen said his voice betrayed no emotion just like his cold eyes as they looked up and met Alex's.
