Episode Four

British Boys

10:00AM- RIA Headquarters, London

Sam snuggled into her pillow. Not wishing to surrender to the morning, she kept her eyes closed even though she was slightly conscious. Surprisingly, Sam was the one out of the three girls who liked to sleep in. She was always like that even since she was a child. Usually she spent the mornings in bed reflecting on whatever was on her mind. Justin was on her mind this morning. She closed her eyes tighter when she heard her bedroom door crack hoping that whoever would come in would be sympathetic to her resting needs.

"Hey, Sammy!" Clover jumped on the bed.

Sam opened her eyes fully as the bed giggled up and down.

Clover looked Sam in the eye, their noses almost touching. "Wake up, sleeping beauty. It's morning."

"Go away." Sam pulled the covers over her face.

"Sammy! C'mon!" Clover peeled the covers down. She sighed. "What's wrong?"

"Justin."

Clover rolled her eyes. "Sam, come on. I thought you were over him."

Sam sighed. "Well, I'm not."

Clover sat up, crossing her legs Indian style. "Alex and I are going shopping. Do you want to come?"

"Not really."

Clover groaned. "What is wrong with you?"

Sam sighed. "Just don't feel like it."

Clover stood up off the bed. "Well, is there anything I can get you?"

"No, that's alright."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

Clover left the room and Sam snuggled back into her blanket.

12:00 NOON- Downtown, London

Clover beamed as she skipped down the street with bags on her arms. Alex followed behind sipping on a cheery slushy. The two of them cruised up and down the street, stopping in every store along the way. Plus, shopping on the courtesy of the RIA Platinum Credit Card was another perk of the day.

Alex took another slip of her slushy. "Hey, Clover, what time is it?"

Clover stopped walking. "Let me look on my new watch!" She raised her arm and brought it before her face. "It's noon."

"Can we get some food?"

Clover looked across the street. "Yeah, that place over there looks good." She pointed to an outdoor patio with food vendor.

"I could go for a cheeseburger." Alex said.

They crossed the street and stepped up to the window. They looked over the menu and ordered. They took a seat at the outdoor patio and started to eat.

Alex picked up her cheeseburger then looked down two tables. She laid the cheeseburger back down.

"What?" Clover asked before taking a bite of her salad.

"People are following us."

"What?"

"Alex nodded her head forward."

Clover turned her head and glanced behind her shoulder. She saw two boys sitting a few tables down. One boy had short blonde hair, and the other had wild black locks of hair. Clover turned back to Alex. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I've been seeing them all morning."

"What if they just happen to be doing the same thing we are?"

"What if they aren't?"

Clover pondered for a moment. She glanced back. "Well, if I had to be stalked by anyone, it'd be them..."

"Clover!" Alex hissed.

"Hmmm...especially that blonde one..."

"And what if they're trying to kill us?"

"We'll figure out who they are. That's why we're WOOHP Agents!"

12:15PM- RIA Headquarters, London

Sam rubbed her eyes as she walked out of her room. Still wearing her pajamas, she trotted down the hallway towards the break room on the dormitory floor. She walked in and headed straight for the refrigerator. She grabbed a bottle of Starbuck's coffee drink and flopped down at the table. She sat quietly slipping on her drink while random thoughts circled around her head. Thinking of a certain person, Sam instantly felt her stomach turn.

Daniel Raddick charged into the break room with a laptop computer under his right arm. He went straight to the refrigerator.

"Think of the devil, and he shall appear..." Sam thought to herself. She glanced back over her should as Daniel dug into the back of the refrigerator. "Why does he have to be such a jerk?" She glanced again. "But so darn cute...more like gorgeous...and those eyes..."

"Why aren't you doing anything productive?" Daniel closed the refrigerator with a bottle of water in hand.

Sam cringed. "I can't believe I just thought he was cute!" She thought to herself.

"Well?"

Sam spun around. She glared at Daniel. "I just woke up. Leave me alone," She said, trying to be as nice as possible despite her anger.

"Well, get to work."

Sam moaned under her breath. She shook her head. "So what did you find out about that napkin?"

"About time you asked." Daniel opened up the laptop and put it in front of Sam. "I've ran DNA analysis on the evidence and found epidermis cells." He pulled up a program that displayed lots of numbers and codes.

Sam touched the down arrow key on the laptop.

Daniel tapped Sam's hand. "Don't touch my computer."

Sam turned around, completely flabbergasted. "What is wrong with you?"

"What?" He looked as if he did nothing wrong. "I just don't want you touching my laptop. You don't know what you're doing."

Sam turned back around and looked at the screen. "I know how to use a computer. I'm not an idiot."

Daniel leaned over Sam and typed in a code. "Well, we'll see about that."

Sam's face turned red; however, she said nothing.

"According to the evidence, we are looking for a white-Caucasian male with blonde hair and blue eyes. He's 26 years old and approximately 5'9". Also, he has diabetes—if you know what that is..."

"I know what diabetes is," Sam said, rather annoyed.

"That's all I know for now." Daniel grabbed his laptop and folded it up. "I'll just have to be on the lookout for someone who fits that description."

"What about us?"

Daniel half-laughed. "What do you three think you can possibly accomplish?"

Sam turned around again. She stood up. Locking narrowed eyes with Daniel, she glared down with a fire burning deep in her soul. "I'll have you know that my friends, and I have saved the world many times over! With our teamwork, we can accomplish anything put before us!"

Daniel smirked which only ticked Sam off even more. His eyebrow cocked arrogantly; however, his blue eyes sparkled. "Teamwork?"

Sam stared Daniel down just as defiantly with her bright, green eyes. "Yes, teamwork."

His grin grew wider. "Just because you can't handle the job yourself, right?"

Sam's face burned red again. "Do you know that you're a jerk...Danny?"

Daniel cringed. "Don't call me Danny!" He stormed out of the room.

Sam smirked.

12:30PM- Downtown, London

"They're still following us," Alex said under her breath to Clover.

"I know." She glanced back. "Follow my lead." She made a sharp right turn into an alley. "Let's see if they follow us in here."

They headed down into the alley away from the street crowd. They turned around waiting for the two boys to turn into the alley.

"Looking for us?"

Clover and Alex screamed as they spun around. The blonde-haired boy stood there with a large smirk on his face.

"Who the heck are you?" Alex asked, backing up. She smacked into something and turned around. She looked and screamed once she saw the boy with black hair behind her.

Clover crouched down into a karate stance. "I suggested you two stop following us and leave us alone."

The blonde-haired boy stepped forward. He smiled. "So you've figured us out."
Clover lightened up her stance. "Who are you?"

The blonde-haired boy extended his hand. His bright-blue eyes twinkled as he smiled with his perfectly white teeth. "The name's Rob. Rob Knightly."

Clover took his hand. She looked over this new boy, Rob. His blonde hair was really short, and his eyes were light blue. And according to Clover, his fashion sense was impeccable. "I'm Clover."

Alex took a step back and turned towards the other boy. She smiled as she grasped his hand. His black hair had shaggy locks that dropped over his dark, brown eyes. She looked at his shirt, which was a soccer jersey of David Beckham. "So you like soccer?"

"Yeah, but we call it football here. I'm Galen Aurrand."

"Alex."

"So what are you guys doing?"

"We're with the RIA," Rob said. "We were ordered to follow you."

"What are you like agents or something?" Alex asked.

Galen smirked. "Not exactly. You see, we saw the RIA at work a few years ago. Since we know about them now, they just gave us jobs."

"So we work as espionage spies and apparently as your bodyguards now." Rob put his hand in his back pocket. "We wouldn't want two pretty girls such as yourselves getting hurt, now would we?"

Clover smiled. "Well, if you're going to protect us then how about not following so far behind?" She locked her arm with Rob's. "And how about a fat-free soy latte?"

"You read my mind," Rob said, escorting her down the alley.

Galen looked at Alex. "Shall we before they get too far ahead?"

Alex nodded.