Dreslin's POV
"We're goin' to America!" I yell out. I'm so excited. We haven't really been to the states since Fang brought us here for training.
"I think Fang has officially lost it." Max comments.
"As much as I'd love to get out of Japan, that was suspicious." Ashley starts speculating.
"Who cares? You heard the man, let's go pack." I say then run to my room, pull out my suitcases and start throwing clothes and stuff on my bed. I then realize Max and Ashley haven't moved an inch so I run back out to them. "HELLO! Pack people!" I wave my hands in their faces, exasperated.
"Oh alright, but I still think something's up." Max says as she and Ashley make their way to their rooms, way to slowly for my liking.
*time break*
We have been packing for most of the day and night. Max has been complaining about why Fang would tell us something like this at the last minute and why we are even going. Frankly, I don't care. "Max, did you take my straightener?" I yell.
"Uh, yeah. It's on the sink in the bathroom." I hear her yell back.
"Isn't this exciting?" I ask Max as I run through her room.
"I guess but why?" (Max)
"It doesn't matter, just enjoy the opportunity. You worry too much. So get some sleep." I say and walk to my room for my own sleep. I may be a bubbly blond but I can make sense sometimes.
*TOMORROW*
So it's been a long day with all of us stuck on a jet together. I was really happy when the jet landed in California. I've heard sooo much about it. The sun! The beach! The guys…*eyebrows wiggle suggestively* HAHA anywaaaays. We got in this huge black hummer that drove us to a building that looks suspiciously like our HQ in Japan. We unpacked and got settled in, but I really want to go to a beach or something. Max, Ashley, and I are sitting on the couch, flipping through T.V. stations when along comes Fang.
"How are you ladies?" Fang asks.
"We're great. Who doesn't just LOVE flying around the world and getting jet lag for a job." Max decides to answer with her usual sarcasm.
"Actually, there is no job involved with this trip." (Fang)
"Well what are we here for then Mr. You-Can't-Know-Til-You-Get-There?" (Max)
"Yeah what are we here for Fang?" Ashley decides to ask in a much nicer tone.
"Well, sweet Ashley, since you so kindly asked. I thought that even we deadly assassins could use a break." (Fang)
"That's what I tried to explain when I skipped my kills!" I pipe in.
"It sounds better when it's coming from my mouth."(Fang)
"Well I could take my sword and slice off your mouth in a heartbeat." Max cuts in.
"Aw poor Max, if you needed lips to kiss that badly you could have just asked. But even then I don't think I would've volunteered." Fang says with a smirk.
I think he would've kissed her. Wow that was funny. I try to hold in my giggle. Those two are so in love.
"That was so off topic. What were you saying about a break?" Ashley decides to cut in and spoil my fun. Watching those two is like a soap opera.
"Yeah you said WE and even if you are an assassin, you don't take jobs anymore." (Max)
"I take a few for myself every once in a while. Like I said, think of this as a vacation and act like the teenagers you are." At this, Fang looks pointedly at Max.
"Fine. But what will you be doing while we're "acting our age'?"(Max)
"Don't worry your pretty little head about me, Max, I'll be out acting MY age and no you can't come with the big kids." (Fang)
"HA! Your age? What is that? Like 50. I don't think I want to come." (Max)
By now, Max and Fang are both standing and trying to stare the other down. I don't think they realize they are moving closer to each other after every comment. They probably don't even remember me and Ashley are here. I have to hold in another giggle.
"Good, I wasn't inviting you." (Fang)
"Fine." (Max)
"Good."(Fang)
Omg they are sooo close to each other now.
"STOP!" Ashley yells and they both unconsciously step back from each other. Aw the fun is over. Why does she always do that? "Max, go wait for us in my room." She commands and she surprisingly obeys. "and Fang, go be a big kid somewhere else." She says and starts to push Fang towards the elevator. The door starts to close before he could complain. "Bye!" Ashley says and waves at him.
"As proud of you as I am. Why did you do that? It was sooo fun to watch!" I pout.
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't take it anymore." She explains as we walk to her room. Max is on the bed listening to her I-pod when we walk in. When she sees us she takes out her headphones.
"So, how about a little training?" she asks.
"Nope, bad Max." I scold as I hop on the bed.
"Why not?" (Max)
"This is vacation. No acting like assassins." I say.
"If my life is in danger, I'll act like it." (Max)
"Only then." (Me)
"Then what will we do tonight?" (Max)
"Oooooo I know! I saved something for a moment like this." I say then get up, run to my room, and start rummaging around in my suitcase.
"What is it?" Ashley calls. I hear Max groan and say "This can't be good". After rummaging around in my bag, I run back to Ashley's room and show them 3 cards.
"Are these ID's?" Max asks incredulously.
"Fake IDs. I just wanted to bump us up to a drinking age." I respond nonchalantly
"How did you get these?" Ashley asks in the same tone as Max.
"I know a guy back in Japan. Had them made a few weeks ago." I explain.
"I knew this wouldn't be a good idea. Where are we gonna go with these?" Max asks me.
"We're gonna go to a club of course!" I say and jump up and down while clapping my hands like I'm a bloody genius.
"Are you crazy? We should act our age, not above it!" Max exclaims.
"I agree with Max, what are you thinking?" Ashley asks and gives me her 'you nutjob' look.
"I'm thinking we should live a little. So I'm going with or without you." I say stonily.
"I'm going with you of course. You may be a deadly assassin, but you know nothing." Max says.
"I don't like this as much as you Max, but I'm going too." Ashley says with a sigh and a disappointed shake of her head.
"Great! Now we're going to have to change our clothes quick if we want to get in free on time." I tell them with a mischievous glint in my eyes. Sometimes I scare even myself.