Bella's Pov
I lived with my birth mother for a while and her new husband, Phil for a while and did the occasional task. I didn't feel right there though… it was different to everything that I had known since I was little, I was out of my element. I soon found my feet and slipped into a routine, go to school, come home, do homework, do my task and blend in. I understand something that I didn't years ago, this is what most people would feel on their first task alone, and knowing if they messed up that there was no one to save them. I kept in contact with my 'dad'; I was sixteen when I decided to move in with him. I moved in the summer holidays and today was the first day of school and once again I looked at it with distaste. Charlie and I clicked pretty well, he didn't hover and I was thankful for that, he didn't poke and prod at you for information. Things were still weird for me, I was used to a different way of life and I was still unsure about the regular person's life, was I really blending in?
I realised that when I looked at this school that people would probably want to 'connect' with me, after all I was the miracle child that returned to Charlie and Renee after eight years. The thing that I found myself frowning the most at was… would I get a task's here, I mean I was pretty far away from… larger cities. Mind you it was the small cities that sometimes got the most… attention being out of the way and all. I shifted from foot to foot, I had only been here about a week and I wanted to go back to what I knew, my assassin family, people didn't judge you there. I sighed and walked up to the office, fluffing my hair and striding with purpose, I didn't miss the… surprised glances I got on the way past. Looks like they didn't get many new people, that thought made me chuckled, who was I kidding, they didn't get anyone new here, hell they probably all knew each other from kindergarten. I opened the office door and saw the office lady give me the once over before she smiled uncertainly at me, you could tell that I made her nervous.
She handed me my schedule and I looked at them briefly, they would be too easy and I knew that already. I walked to my locker and saw that everyone else was already in homeroom, I sighed, I either wait till class and skip homeroom or I go in and make an big entrance. Big entrance it was. I opened the door with my head held high and looked around the room with disinterest again, the room looked to be many years old and the equipment out-dated.
"Isabella." The teacher said, looking me up and down "Good to have you, why don't you take a seat?"
"It's Bella." I said grumpily as I strode to back and flopped down, putting my books down
I listened to him drone on about the rest of the year and I zoned out, looking out the window at the forest, hmm, it might be good for training and agility. My gaze traveled over the buildings, it also might prove interesting for training for building running and par-core. I was through the first two classes and it was lunch time, I frowned at the food, it looked gross, the food at the academy was always good and full of nutrients. We had to keep out bodies in top form to be able to perform the way we had to during our tasks. I sighed once again and found my lips quirk upwards, I seemed to be sighing a lot these last few days. "If you sigh too loud you will brew up a storm." I heard Deane's voice ring out in my head, he always seemed to know what to say, good or bad when you needed it.
I scowled and walked back to my locker, grabbing an apple out of it, walking back towards the cafeteria. I sat down outside under an umbrella, watching as the rain fell. I saw five teenagers walk in from the side door and I watched them, I scowled at them, they looked like the classic rich kid type. I pulled my sleeves back and had my leather showing, it didn't bother me that people saw them, they didn't even know what they are. I have heard whispers; some people think I am in a cult, other things like that. I couldn't help but chuckle; if they knew what I did for a job I think they would be… either sick or… no just sick that I have been trained to be a killer. The bell rang and I headed back in and finished the day, noticing that I had one of the rich kids next to me in biology. I walked home and checked my emails, smiling when I saw one that said 'Check your post box.' It was sent a minute ago. I skipped down the stairs and let a squeal when I saw Max leaning on my post box, I ran outside and launched myself onto him. Laughing as I locked my arms around him, grinning to myself.
"Haven't seen you around for a while, Blondie." He laughed returning the hug just as tightly as me
"Figured it was a time for different scenery and I knew you would come and find me." I shrugged, pulling him inside because it looked like it was about to rain
We talked for a while when he handed me a letter, I cocked my eyebrow at him and looked down at it, dropping my hidden blades down and slitting the top of the envelope open. It read;
Samuel Flint. Convicted murderer, drug dealer, people smuggler and confirmed knowledge of the assassination circle. Take him out cleanly… accidentally.
It was signed in a wax seal at the bottom and when I held the paper up to the light so it went slightly transparent it had the assassination circle crest in the middle of the paper, it was official. You can never be too careful, there have been cases where people had used the… unintelligent assassins to go on their own personal vendettas believing that it was a legitimate… case… for them to take care of.
I looked up at Max and saw him frowning and looking at his watch before he said "I have to go Blondie, if I want to catch my plane, I was on my way to an assignment and I thought I would drop this off to you since it was on the way."
I nodded and chucked the letter in the fire, after reading it one last time and memorizing everything on the page. We hugged one last time and I let him out, locking the door behind me before walking up to my room. Max was like my brother of sorts, he was taken when I was and was in the same group as me, of course he was two years older than me so he never had to return home and for that I was jealous but… I couldn't help it. Before we were separated in my last year of training we were attached at the hip, looking out for the other I guess. I bit my lip, I missed him a lot but I guess that was life, you grow up and… move on with your own life, nothing can stay the same forever. I logged onto my computer and started my research, tracking… Samuel Flint down surprisingly easily, I hardly had to even work to find where he was staying. La Push, I knew from looking at a map that it was just outside Forks, on the coast, now that I was thinking about it, Charlie went there to go fishing with his friends on the weekends. I heard noise from downstairs and knew it was Charlie, if you couldn't tell by the stomping of his boots you could hear him un-clicking his gun belt and hanging it up. I walked downstairs lightly and watched Charlie switch the TV on before he looked at me who was on the small platform before the second flight of stairs began.
Okay so this chapter was a long time coming but don't kill me. Again anything that is recognizable doesn't belong to me sadly, only my plot line. Please review, I need to know what my readers think so I can improve myself and therefore my fanfic's. Again please review. Thanks, Paul is all mine ladies
