So, sooo sorry it took so long and I mean long , sorry . But I do have an excuse , my junior cert exams was all last week and there was some this week too and I really, honestly, had no time to eat never mind write anything. Oh and I would really like to thank poison's ivy and mysterygirl1932 for reviewing I will be a better writer for it .

I'm walking to my art class when I see him at the door waiting leaning against the door frame , could it be for me?, No, why would he be waiting for you ,don't be stupid Sam. Just then he spots me and smiles and locks my eyes with his again like he did at lunch time.

Breathe Sam, its ok just go up and talk to him, besides by the looks of it he's going to be the one talking to you. I take another step towards him to go talk to him and see were today will lead me .

chapter 2

model's!

David's point of view.

D.O.V

''Well done, you will be well rewarded for your efforts. I knew you were the man for the job. Did you see how easily she fell for all your little trap's! , just two more mission's that you need to do, that involve her, and then it's on to the real mission and real reward. I'll contact you with further information real soon. T.''

I smirk at the text message before me and snap my phone shut. This is going to be too easy. Get Samantha's undying trust, get her to lead me to WOOHP and then locate the time machine that WOOHP has created in there headquarters and use it to go back in time to the medieval times and locate and retrieve the stone of power.

Yup easy ….ye right. Well not easy but I assure you its nothing I cant handle, I would not be telling you a sin if I said I've been through worse. Ye, I know, really makes you wonder doesn't it.

I grab my art sketch book, that I will be needing for my next class and gently, click my locker closed. Sam is in my next class, art, and I need to work fast because Terence has a schedule planned and I have a deadline, so I might as well start the next little mission now in the next class, besides it a perfect opportunity for my assigned mission.

It will be difficult I will admit , only because Sam is the most independent woman I know and not to mention she is insanely smart and might catch on. But that's what makes a mission, a mission and I like a little challenge and no doubt she will provide that challenge with equal interest.

Of course there is another reason why this mission might be difficult, a reason that had only developed today after English class. I think I might have feeling for Sam, its nothing big or, something to worry about but its defiantly there and its not going away and every time I lead her on, I feel like its not a mission, I feel like its my true feelings and i'm not forced into my actions and I'm just David and she's just Sam and I don't need to hurt her in the future to come.

Were drawing and painting a person today in art class and I'm using Sam as a model. Of course she doesn't know it yet but when I ask her I don't think she could say no, she's very polite in that way, one of the thinks I like about Sam, her kindness. I like a lot of things about Sam…..no I cant , I need to focus, she's just a stepping stone , that's all, you don't have feelings for her and besides you're the bad guy and she's the good girl and they most defiantly DON'T mix.

I walk over slowly to the red classroom door and glance inside to see, most of the students in our class already in there seats with there chosen model's seating stiffly in front of them.

''God'' I sighed in frustration caused by my thoughts. Having to stay in school when I could be doing better things with my time. I guess I like the poetry in English class, drawing and painting in art class and playing the guitar in my music class, but I could do that in the comfort of my own premises. I guess its just a cover up for my real life.

I roll my eyes and sigh again, ''ah sure what ya gonna do'' I tell myself. I fix my gaze back to the outside of the classroom and I lean my shoulder against the doorframe, I'll wait for her here, she wont be long, she's never late.

I'm waiting almost a minute when I see a slim figure coming up from the shadows of the hall way, I don't recognise her straight away but her long, red, silky hair gives her away to me.

I smile at her gently and stare longingly into her eyes, her deep green eyes seem to get deeper as I continue to stare into them, her two eyes twinkling like emerald jade stones in the sun.

She's beautiful….. No, no, try and concentrate, she's the one supposed to be feeling dazed and delirious, not you, ''god damn it David!'' I yell at my self in my thoughts.

She's getting closer, so close I can even hear every shaky breath she's taking. Its funny the way I have that effect on women.

Just as I'm about to say hi to her and start up the conversation. I hear a loud, squeaky, high pitched laugh coming from behind me. ''oh god damn it! MANDY'' my thoughts roar with frustration and anger. ''quick run!'' my cowardly side yells at me, but I don't.

''David!, you do know were drawing and painting a person today?, and we have to pick a model to draw?'' Mandy asked in her annoyingly squeaky voice.

''yes Mandy, of course I know '' I answer in the most polite manner I can manage considering the circumstances.

''well…. I could be your model. After all I am model material duh!'' then she poses into a hand on hip position and laugh's her annoyingly squeaky laugh again. '' RUN, I don't think your eardrum's can take much more of it'' my cowardly side jokes

I look at Sam and she has a torn look on her face but quickly changes it into a bright smile when she realised I was looking at her.

Its okay I can sort this out easily and no way is Mandy being my model, I have a deadline on his job and I need to work fast and manly, purely I cant stand her or her voice.

So there you go chapter 2 once again so sorry it took so long xx. I hope you enjoyed it, I no, its not interesting but it will be when I get into the story. Read and review please.xx