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Notes: Sorry this chapter is so short, they will get longer as the chapters developed… I know cause I have hardly any paper left in my folder and I'm always running out of ink!
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Chapter Four: OF
Allison dumped the contents of her schoolbag onto her desk at school, searching for her lip gloss. Instead she found a business card. Reading it over and over again she memorized it and pit it away in her pocket.
After school… She promised herself as her English teacher waddled into the classroom and immediately began to talk about some book nobody had ever heard of.
"It's about a young girl who finds herself hired as a spy for a mysterious agency which claims doesn't exist.
"The sector which doesn't exist…""SD-6" Allison found herself whisper.
"Allison did you have something to say?" the teachers eyes glared into hers.
"This book hasn't been released."
"No, it hasn't. It soon will be with Puffin" Allison hit her head on her desk, as the whole class watched and giggled.
"My grandmother wrote that book…" she said quietly. The teacher only smiled.
And I've got nothing to say
I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face
Looking everywhere/ only to find it's
Not the way I had imagined it all in my mind
So what am I
What do I have but negativity
'Cause I can't justify the
Way everyone is looking at me
Nothing to lose
Nothing to gain/ Hollow and alone
And the fault is my own
The fault is my own…
Allison walked down the street, not really sure where she was really going, but yet she did. She knew the location and that was enough for her. Her friends had insisted on coming over to her house that day so she had said that they would meet at her house at around 4:15pm.
"Little girls shouldn't be around here" a man said as they passed each other. She could tell just by looking at him that he was some drugged up street guy. She kept to herself, unsure is she should come or if she should come or if she should just turn around and forget about the whole thing.
After five minutes if walking she made it to the lane, which really was just an alley with a fancy name.
Roderick LaneA man stood there looking at the graffitied wall. He didn't seem to notice her though and so she carefully walked down the lane until she saw the building she was supposed to enter.
"You're related to Syd?" a man with a walking stick asked her. She nodded too afraid to talk. "Glad you could come" he smiled a little and showed some of his teeth. "You have been selected to help an agency which is a blackops division for the CIA." Her mouth dropped. "Don't worry, it's nothing like SD-6" she backed up a little. He then pulled out…
a piece of paper and handed it to her as he walked off.
Decode it…She ran home and just made it before her friends arrived.
When this began
I had nothing to say
And I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me
I was confused
And I let it all out to find/ that I'm
Not the only person with these things in mind
Inside of me
But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only thing real that I've got left to feel
Nothing to lose
Just stuck/ Hollow and alone
And the fault is my own
And the fault is my own…
Allison and her friends sat around the island and snacked on some chips and soft drink. They all gossiped and giggled but she found herself ever so slightly creeping away from her friends. While watching the film the movie "Suddenly 30" Allison pulled put the sheet of paper and began to read it.
"4.12.16.7.'8 25.12.13.22 18.8 25.12. 13.22
4.12.16.7.'8 21.6.13 18.8 21.6.13
4.12.16.7.'8 14.18.13.22 18.8 14.18.13.22
4.12.16.7.'8 2.12.6.9.7 18.8 2.12.6.9.7" Allison read quietly to herself. "What does it say?"
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