The Night Before Tomorrow

Knock. Knock. Knock. I really don't want to answer my door. Turning up Superman, I tossed popcorn in my mouth hoping they would go away. They didn't. "Alfred F. Jones open up or I'm going to shred all these files. Better yet I'll sell them to Russia or China!" I pulled myself off my couch and opened the door.

"Sell it to Russia, huh?" The redhead glared. "What took you so long?"

"Uh…I was doing research."

"You were watching the Superman Marathon again weren't you."

"Duhhhhh."

"Alfred which is more important, superman or the files you asked us to collect."

"That is a hard question. Some people would say the files, but Superman can fly. I should get ready for the girls but"

"Stop. Don't hurt that little brain of yours thinking about it too hard." Her hazel eyes rolled as she handed me the files. "Do I get a thank you? I did run around the world looking for these."

"You ran? Why didn't you take a plane, it probably would have been faster."

"You are an idiot. I'll send you the bill tomorrow."

" Awesome! Have a good night." The woman tossed her hand up, unable to deal with me anymore and stormed down the hallway. "Amy, one more thing."

"What Alfred?

"Thank you." She smiled and continued her walk down the hallway as I closed the door. I fell onto my couch, letting the files land on my coffee table. Grabbing the top file I flip through it.

Kae Totoro, age 18. She was a young Japanese girl with long black hair tied back with braids. She had a calm set of brown eyes and a beginnings of a smile on her lips. She had moved from Japan to New York when she was five and was an active manga writer who enjoyed badminton. I skimmed though similar files.

May Nelson, age 17. Brown eyes, brown hair. Was the type of girl you would look at think, oh she is kind of pretty then forget about later. Was born in Canada, moved to America a year ago.

Shannon Addario, age 19. Short wavy brown hair, with a curl that matched Feli's to a t. Moved to America from Italy.

Elizabeth "Lizzie" Catherine Reynolds, age 17. She had Iggy's green eyes and a childish smile that looked similar to someone else. It reminded me of Russia, which was so not cool. She was Engalnd's why would she look like Russia. She had short almost buzz cut, dark brown , curly hair. She moved here from England when she was too.

Elizabeth "Beth" Liberty Adams, age 17. She was flashing a peace sign in her picture. She had long wavy brown hair, with highlights. A few strains fell in front of her eyes. She actually looked kind of similar to Mexico. I read the whole file before tossing it back on the table. She had a history of getting into trouble, and it was going to be interesting, meeting her tomorrow.

Hello my wonderful readers. As always please remember to leave a review, or don't. This is one of my favorite chapters from my last version so of course it got added in. Shout out to my best friend Lizzie, Aka WierdKid20, go read her things.

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