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Chapter 6

Naturally, I called Alli, filling her in with all the details. She was so excited for me.

Eli was nothing but a blur to me now. All my thoughts were directed toward one person, and one person only. Jake. He was the ideal boyfriend; smart, funny, handsome, and sweet.

On Saturday night, Jake took me on a date so we could become official boyfriend and girlfriend. It was the most romantic thing I have ever seen. A small pathway with bordering trees on each end, as a thin river ran along side. The various colored leaves of orange, red, green, and yellow scattered around, while sparkling lights hung in the branches of trees above. The water glistened in the moon light, as the lights reflected off the surface. The pathway led to an open meadow where we had a dinner picnic that Jake prepared. We counted the stars while we made wishes on the shooting ones. It wasn't your typical date, but much more.

When Monday morning came around, many girls stared at me with jealousy as I walked hand in hand with the one and only Jake Martin. However I knew they were no match for me.

After school, Jake came over my house, so we could do homework and study. He ended up staying for dinner as well. My mom loved Jake ever since we were kids. She definitely liked him a lot more than my previous boyfriends. She told me she had a good vibe from him and that she knew he would never do anything to hurt me.

After a successful dinner with my mom, Jake decided to go home. I followed him out to his car to give him a goodnight kiss without my mom watching.

Within a blink of an eye, it was already the weekend. Jake and I went out to lunch on Saturday, to the cutest little diner on the outskirts of town, and that's when things got hectic…

"Wow, Jake, I'm impressed! How did you know about this place?" I asked. He seemed to know exactly the right places to take me.

"Oh um, I used to come here with my mom," his expression changed as he reminisced.

"I'm sorry, Jake," he was such a good kid and didn't deserve to have his mother taken away like that.

"No, it's ok. It used to be hard coming here before, but now it's like I have a little piece of her with me," his words were touching. I wondered what his mom would say to us dating if she was still alive. She was a sweet, caring mother and was always so kind to me.

Soon the waiter came, and we ordered our meals. Just as he left, Jake's eyes focused outside the window. His face altered into shock and confusion.

"Hey, are you ok?" I questioned on his sudden mood change.

"Clare, get down!" he yelled as he jumped to push my body down for me. He held me under the table acting like a body guard. I was confused until I heard the gun shots, and broken glass shattered to the floor. Others in the diner screamed, but I did my best to stay as calm as possible.

Jake stood up, pulling a gun out of the inside pocket from his jacket. I stared at him astonished. 'Why on Earth did he have a gun?' I thought. Jake pointed it toward the man outside who fired the first bullets, as he ran away. When Jake lowered his gun placing it back inside his jacket, he helped me up.

"Jake, what was that?" I asked in complete confusion and fright.

"Looks like I should explain," he told me, "but just not here." He took my hand and pulled me to his car. When we reached the park, we got out and started walking.

"Ok, so I wasn't really honest before. At military school, a lot happened, but I couldn't tell you because it was government official business," he started and I listen carefully to understand. "When I started training, the military officers told me I was born a natural. As I grew stronger, I became one of the best kids at the school. That's when the CIA came in to recruit agents. Originally, they were looking at the older sergeants, but when they were introduced to me, and saw what I could do, they wanted me right away. After that, I was training with the CIA and became one of their detectives. Once I had everything down to a tee, they let me go back home to live a normal life and spend time with my dad. They said they would call me in, when they need me. My dad is the only one that knows about it all, until now that is. But Clare, you can't tell anyone; not even your parents, and especially not Alli." I laughed at that last part, yet I couldn't believe he was a CIA agent.

"Wow, I had no idea," I said, "and what about the man at the diner?"

"He's not a good person, Clare, so I suggest you stay away from him. He used to train with me, but left because he had a different point of view at everything than the CIA," he informed me.

"Alright," I said.

"Clare, are you mad?"

"No, why would I be mad?" it was kind of a silly question, but I understood why he couldn't tell me.

"I don't know," he looked down and I grabbed his face to make him look back at me.

"I'm glad you told me," I said honestly in a soft voice, "it means you trust me." I leaned up and gently kissed his cheek. "And I promise I won't tell anyone,"

"Thanks, Clare," he looked down at me with a heartfelt face. "I'm really grateful to have you as my girlfriend."

"Not as much as I am to have you as my boyfriend," I retorted and he leaned in to kiss me compassionately and thoughtfully.

He really was the best boyfriend a girl could ever ask for.