Disclaimer: I own a lot of stuff – a computer, some nice jewelry, and a beautiful teddy bear name Asher, to name a few. What I don't own is The Matrix or any related concepts. They belong to other people who are not me, unfortunately. This is just me having random fun in their world. Reviews are appreciated.
The days passed, and life continued. It happened on a Friday, in the same class. They were getting their marks back for the presentations. While most of the students excitedly asked each other what they got, Cassie sat apart by the window and looked down at the paper on her desk with a large A written on it in red pen. She turned her head away so nobody else could see her smile, and happened to be looking out the window as the car pulled up in front of the school. It was a plain, black, unmarked sedan that practically screamed "government". She watched, her outer calmness giving away nothing of her sick tension, as three identically dressed men got out of the car and stared up at the building.
"Those guys do blank better than you do," said a voice from behind her.
She jumped and turned to see Allan's grinning face. Her own face slipped to blankness. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to see what you got."
"An A," she said, and turned to look back out the window. The three men walked up the front steps. As they disappeared inside, she began counting in her head as she turned to face Allan. "I have to go now," she said coolly. She heard footsteps on the rickety stairs, and calmly lifted herself up to sit on the window ledge. "Goodbye."
She tilted backwards and fell, moments before the classroom door opened. Nobody else had even been watching.
The three men glared around the room. Nothing seemed amiss. "We're looking for Cassandra Herring."
"Oh, she's…" the teacher began, then stopped. "That's odd, I could have sworn… Allan, did you see Cassie anywhere?"
Allan hesitated, and then shrugged. "Nope. She must have snuck out."
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her walking purposefully across the lawn in front of the school. She calmly got in the car the men had come in and started it up. The men exited the classroom as their car pulled smoothly away and started down the street.
Allan grinned.
Ten minutes later, after apparently searching around the school for a while, the three men emerged to find their car gone. They stood silently on the lawn for almost a full minute, then walked away without any apparent emotion.
