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My Point Of View

The day slugged by without much. Everyone was catching up from the summer and teachers were handing out ice breaker activities. No one felt like grading papers today. So, when the bell rang for everyone to go to lunch I made my way to see a very old friend. Inside the cafeteria was an old lady getting ready to serve the younger years. Her eyes held warmth and everybody loved her.

"Hi Agatha! How was your summer?" I asked as I cut infront of everyone and hugged the old lunch lady. She hugged me back with one arm and scooped up some mac-n-cheese with the other.

"Oh Miss. Elizabeth you grown so much look at you!" she dumped the food onto the kid's tray and they grumbled. She looked down to evaluate my persons, "you're growing beautiful everyday! Soon all the boys will be drooling over you... when you grow a pair like mine." Everyone, including myself stared wide-eyed at her statement as she commented on my chest.
Ok now this was Agatha. She was a gold hearted lady that cared for everyone and thought that everyone deserved a second chance. When I first went to this school I had no friends, no nothing. She saw this and introduced herself as she served me some questionable food. She even helped me when some kids from other classes ganged up on me. You can say that she's like my grandma. We were like two peas in a pod and if I had questions, she had answers I swear she was as wise as Albert Enstine! The only thing I didn't really get used to about her was her brutal honesty.

"Ah! good to see you too Agatha. Can you let me breath..."

As soon as she let go she just looked at me like a what a scoulding mother would do.

"What!"

"I heard what you did in the gym... not really respectable of you to do that. Is there a reason?" She kept me by her side and continued to serve kids as they offered their trays.

"Yes ma'am but I'm not up to explaining right now."

"Ok child. I don't mean to pry so I'll leave it at that for now. Just don't be late to class this early this year, okay?" Agatha headed off into the kitchen as the last kid left with a tray full of goob. The sounds of pots and pans were heard from behind the door and I just smiled, just watching a good working friend do what she enjoyed (cooking).

:Flashback:

As a funeral was being held I watched as my father was buried into the earth.

"Mommy, I miss daddy! Don't go daddy! DADDY!" My mom had to hold me as I reached out to the casket.

I still haven't gotten over his death, something didn't add up. I was wearing the only black dress that fit me; dad bought it for me on the day of my birthday.

"Daddy... Don't leave me, don't forget me daddy." I whispered as the diggers finished there digging. Then a lone tear slipped out.

"Good bye daddy."

During that night daddies office was still untouched as if daddy was coming to work in it tomorrow. I just had to know something,

"Why would someone do this? Who killed him?"

I know that someone had to of done this. This wasn't a suicide, but a murder.

Over the years I had researched the unfortunate accident. Every time I found a lead I just came to a dead end; until that day the day of reading dads will.

"Dear family,

By the time you read this letter I will be already in the clouds watching over you all. It's safe to say that this will of mine won't be so long so ill get right to the point..."

I didn't pay much attention to some of dads will for there was only one man that caught my attention, my dad's rival, Mr. Hiwatari. I didn't know at the time of what or who he was. All I knew was that he gave me the creeps.

"...and for everything else; my company, my family, my money and my job of head of the company I leave that all to... my wonderful daughter Elizabeth."

Did I just hear the will correctly? I own his company?

That last sentence caught the attention of everyone in the room. Hardly anyone got anything but a few books and that was it. But Hiwatari knew that without an heir to the company he would get it.

"My dad, he really left me that?" I was as surprised as anyone.

:end of flashback:

I shook my head of that memory. The memory where I first saw my principal. No wonder he was familiar! Then, the sudden ding of a bell signaled for class to start. I looked around the cafeteria only to see that it was empty once again and no one had bothered to poke me out of my memory!

'Shit!'

"Good-bye Agatha! See yousoon, don't hurt yourself now"- then a cluster of pots and pans fell, I guess she dropped them.

Tsk tsk tsk. Agatha you goof. Then something hit me, I was late for class.

"SHIT!"

I busted through the doors and out into the empty hallways. I had to choose to run and then faint in the classroom and be barely late or walk, OR be really late and still not fall asleep... Hmmmm. I choosed the first option. So, zip! I was gone down the hall. Right, right, left right down the halls to class I ran. To a younger student, the halls were all the same but for me they were completely different. I started to slow down as a video camera came into view. If I was caught on camera... I feel as if the principal was watching and having him see me via camera wasn't something that I wanted to have happen today.

Must sneak past it...

With my skills I managed to dodge the cameras all over the place. I just had to wait as the cameras swiveled the other way and I skidded around them. So around the corner I ran and... (the classical) I ran into someone.

: Mr. Hiwatari's POV :

'I couldn't believe this! That's the brat that got Brown's company! Now how the hell can I win with her here and in the way?'

I slammed my fist on the table and heard a large crack from the table. Dang, I need a new table... The secretary peaked in to see if something was up but quickly left when she saw that my desk was cracked.

Hmmmm I must find a way to get her out of the way...ah! I got it

As I searched thought the papers I found one that caught my interest. I began to dial the number on the information card.

Perfect.

I smirked as the phone answered.

"I need a little angel to take someone down. I would like you to send you're youngest, or so they don't have to be sneaky enough it's not like there be taking down an adult... more like a kid..."

The response on the phone agreed as I placed a payment.

"great the 'little angel' will be ready when ever I call her?...ok...thank you ma'am"

As the phone hit the receiver I smirked and just stared waiting for the right time.