I'm back with Chapter 3!
I'll update ASAP, but I've been really busy recently.
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Kim felt slightly better now, having Milton by her side. She felt so comforted when he was with her. Milton seemed to be respected by his fellow students, so he was a great influence on her.
"I'll just take you to your class, and then I'll meet you outside your classroom after class, okay?" Milton asked her, putting his pale hand on her shoulder as they walked down the corridor.
Kim's hung her head low as she remembered that Milton had all AP classes.
"So you won't be with me?" She spoke with a trembling, shaky voice.
"I'm sorry Kim, but I'm sure you'll make plenty of new friends!" He assured her.
"I doubt it." She muttered, but Milton didn't hear her.
They walked for a bit, until they arrived Kim's english class.
"We're here." He told her, with a sympathetic look on his face.
By now, he realized that he was her only real friend. Milton knew that Kim wouldn't admit that she was scared, but he could see right through her.
"You'll be fine." He promised her, rubbing her back in an attempt to comfort her.
She lightly nodded her head before opening the door of her class.
Kim twirled her blonde hair around her finger, as she noticed the entire population of her class staring at her.
"Are you the new student, dear?" An old lady, supposedly the English teacher asked her.
"Yes." Kim spoke softly as she walked up to her teacher's desk.
She didn't want to show that she was intimidated by her fellow classmates, or they'd use that to their advantage.
"You can call me Mrs Evans. Your name is Kimberly, right?" Mrs Evans warmly asked her, making her feel comfortable.
"It's just Kim." She lightly laughed.
"Alright, Kim. Take a seat." Mrs Evans gestured towards the classroom.
Kim nodded before she turned around to prospect her classmates.
Where could she sit? Her friends from homeroom hated her, but she could at least try, right?
She looked at her feet as she made her way to their table.
"Hey, guys... Is this seat taken?" Kim stuttered as she stood behind an empty chair.
"Yes." Grace coldly replied, before returning back to her conversation with her friends.
She could see Jack slyly smirking at her, pleased with his accomplishment.
Milton was wrong about him. They were all wrong about him. What was his problem?
"But there's nobody..." Kim began, before she turned around.
She knew her place. She knew she was unwanted. She knew not to stick around where she wasn't appreciated.
A slightly chubby redheaded boy in the back of the class, who was sitting on his own, waved his hand at Kim trying to gesture for her to join him.
Everyone on Jack's table quietly laughed at her, but she dismissed their nasty looks.
She glared at them, before she made her way to the redheaded boy's table.
Kim was so thankful that someone had invited her to sit with them.
"Well, hello there, cutie-pie." The boy said in a flirty tone, pulling out a chair for her and patting it.
'Maybe he's just being nice.' Kim thought to herself.
"I'm Kim." She lightly laughed as she sat down next to him.
"The name's Albert." He straightened his red bow tie.
"It's nice to meet you, Albert." She held out her hand.
"Pleasure, Kimberly." He replied, rolling the 'r'. He took her hand and shook it, a little longer than he should.
"You can let go now..." Kim laughed, trying to shake off his grip.
"Sorry, for some weird reason girls tend to avoid me." Albert sulked.
"Yep, a total mystery..." She scooted a little away from him.
Kim was a little creeped out by this guy, but at least she wasn't alone in this class.
After what felt like days, the bell finally rang for lunch.
Jack and his friends decided to shun her out for the whole morning, and Erica kept tripping her up in the corridors.
Milton had her back though. He was a peacekeeper. He was friends with both Kim and Jack.
As she walked through the door of the classroom, she felt a vibration in her pocket.
She moved to the side and took out her phone.
Rudy.
'Seriously?' She thought to herself, groaning. 'At school?'
"What do you want, Rudy?" Kim hissed through her phone.
"It's urgent. Report to headquarters immediately." Rudy replied, with a sense of panic in his tone.
"Right now?" She whispered.
"Right now, Crawford." He hissed.
"Fine." She groaned. "Just one question... Where the heck is headquarters?"
"Just go to the back entrance, we'll pick you up in the teleporter immediately." Rudy told her.
"What if someone... you know...sees me?" Kim muttered.
"Run, Crawford!" He barked.
And that's what she did. She sprinted as fast as her little legs could carry her.
She ran and ran, up and down the stairs, through the corridors, until she felt her body slam into someone, as she dropped her books, and fell on the floor.
"Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, rubbing her head.
"Are you okay?" A masculine voice asked, crouching down to help her pick up her books.
"Yes, thank-" She began, until she noticed who he was.
Jack Brewer.
"I'm fine." Kim harshly spat, staring coldly into his eyes.
He noticed Kim, and caught a glimpse of a little jagged line running down the side of her neck.
Jack smirked, as he stood up. "Great." He grinned, handing back her books.
He stared deeply into her eyes, like he always he did, trying to read her mind. But this time was different from the others. His signal was interrupted, and she was not fazed by him at all.
Jack failed to pry into Kim's mind.
'That was weird...' Jack thought to himself, before Kim managed to disappear down the corridor in a hurry.
"Perfect." He chuckled. Jack had all the information he needed. He took out his phone and dialed the all too familiar number.
"Brewer. Any information?" The musky voice inquired.
"We've got her." Jack smugly grinned into his phone.
"Perfect." He darkly chuckled. "How certain are you?"
"Positive." Jack replied, before explaining, "All the evidence adds up that she's legitimately Crawford's daughter."
"Did you use your chip to read her mind?"
"No. The signal was interrupted by an unknown resource." He shook his head.
This never happened to Jack. Despite his young age, Jack was the strongest of them all, and had the most advanced technology.
"An unknown resource?" The gloomy voice stuttered.
"Yes. I was unable to survey her mind or thoughts."
"How is this even possible?..." The man muttered to himself.
This mission was going to be harder than he originally thought.
"Sir, the government might have finally caught up with the latest technology." Jack heard a weak voice talking on the other side of the phone.
"Impossible." He groaned, before returning to speak to Jack. "Brewer, we need more information on this girl. Get on it."
"Right away." Jack replied, and ending the call.
In order to get more information on Kim, Jack knew that he needed to get closer to her, otherwise he'd just creep her out.
But how?
Kim returned from her so-called 'mission'. Although, it wasn't a mission, just news from Rudy.
He had opened a dojo in Seaford Mall, called the 'Bobby Wasabi Dojo'. This was a now their headquarters, and also safe environment for Kim and her fellow spies to practice their martial arts and any skills that would endanger their secret.
However, Kim was annoyed with Rudy, because she was made to leave school grounds, risk her secret, to do something that could be done over the phone.
It was now half way through lunch time, so she made her way to the cafeteria.
She couldn't find her only friend, Milton, so she stood in line like a complete loner. With her food in her hands, she began to walk around the cafeteria looking like a lost puppy.
"Kim!" She heard her name being yelled from the other side of the room.
Kim turned around to see Milton, Jack, and the rest of their friends waving their hands, inviting her to sit with them.
'Me?' Kim thought, pointing to herself.
They nodded, and gestured for her to join them.
Both corners of Kim's mouth began to rise, as she walked towards them.
'Have they forgiven me?'
'I didn't even apologize to Jack.'
'Maybe Milton spoke to them.'
These thoughts echoed her head, until she arrived the table.
Milton pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down.
"Where have you been?" Grace asked her, with a worried expression on her face.
They all looked at her, nodding.
Kim had never been so confused. They actually liked her now?
"Uh, you know... I was... lost!" Kim laughed, covering up her secret.
"Lost? Why didn't you call or text us? We'd help you around!" Mika smiled.
'What? Why would she do that?'
"I-I don't have your numbers?" Kim uncertainly asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh... Well here you go, then!" Mika giggled, taking out her phone and giving her number to Kim.
"Thanks." Kim smiled.
Maybe this school wasn't that bad, after all.
"Yeah, here's mine." They all gave Kim their numbers, and got her number in return, even Jack.
They all began to focus their attention on their food, returning to eat.
"Milton?" Kim whispered to him, taping him.
"Yeah?" He replied, whispering back.
"Why is everyone acting so nice to me?" Kim quietly asked, making sure that only Milton heard.
"Because you sincerely apologized to Jack, Kim. Everyone respects you for owning up to your mistakes." Milton replied, without whispering, allowing everyone on their table to hear.
They all agreed, praising Kim.
'What? I didn't apologize to him.'
Kim looked at Jack, who sat opposite to her, and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah, thanks, Kim. That was really sweet of you." Jack smiled at her, and everyone joined in.
Was Jack helping her? Jack had made everyone like her again! Maybe Milton was right, they had got off on the wrong foot. Maybe this was his way of apologizing to her.
But she had not forgiven him, and his two-faced ways.
"Aww... No, thank you for forgiving me!" Kim faked a smile. She had to go along with it if she wanted everyone to like her.
Everyone returned to their meals, except for Jack and Kim.
"What?" She mouthed to him, squinting her eyes.
Jack smirked at her, before continuing to eat his dinner.
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