The 6 Greatest Errors of All Time | ?

I. did you hear the news

Jeremy arched his brows and crossed his arms. "Where is it? We'll come pay you a visit."

My heart jumped. "Aha," I smiled, "That's not necessary.." My eyes wandered to my phone for the time to check how much longer I could hold up this facade.

"Of course it is," Serena chirped, "If you're one of us we gotta know how you are outside of school. Who knows, maybe you're a maid and you're afraid to hide it? Cute."

Pft.

I held back a snort and waved the possibility away. A few more comments were exchanged between us under the watchful eyes of the entire classroom sitting outside before the musketeers disappeared. Jeremy added in just before they left that I had to call him tonight or he'd pay my apartment a visit. Somehow. The smartass didn't even know where I lived.

The moment they were out of sight, I silent-gagged and drooped my face into an uninterested expression. Cody eyed me with disapproval. "I..." he began, still irritated by whatever just happened, "still don't understand why the hell you're friends with them."

I glanced at the class losing interest in me and Cody, waiting for them to direct their attentions away before I turned to my guy friend. "Did you not see me gag?" I gave him a look.

"You're still associated with them, and they're horrible," he lectured, "I don't understand what's going on in that pea-sized brain of yours. You're not like them. Pretty soon your reputation's going to tarnish if you keep acting like you're part of their world."

I planted my lips into a thin line and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't question it. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to survive school."

The school bell rang and everyone immediately got to their feet. Stampeding hoards of apes choked the corridor and forced the two of us against the walls so that they could catch their rides home. We waited for them to disappear before picking up our backpacks and hurrying out to get home.

"See you tomorrow?" Cody ruffled his hair as he spotted his car the moment we stepped foot on the slightly wet gravel outside. I nodded and gave him a smile. "See you, make sure you finish your Calc homework."

"Help me," he pouted as his eyes glistened for my favor.

"Nah," I flicked his forehead, "Should've been working instead of fantasizing T6-GEO@. Learned your lesson?"

"Bitch." Cody waved absentmindedly as he strolled across the parking lot to his car. I watched the boy leave dramatically and shook my head with a faint smile, walking home. It was true I could've carpooled with him. However, there was a reason I haven't since the boy got his car. There was somewhere I needed to be, anyway. Top secret.

I walked for a good hour, feeling the air humidify around my flesh, before turning into a dark alleyway that had lost all its light source. Typical typical. I come face-to-face with a gigantic, government official sent directly by the big man himself.

"President's new offer," was all he said when he handed me a worn-down folder containing our next piece of shush-shush information to work on.

I stared at the man's covered eyes through his black sunglasses with a suspicious squint. "How do I know you were directly sent?" I played with the folder, wobbling it in mid-air, "I don't recognize your face. Let me see your eyes."

He opened up his suit and flashed me his executive medal badge. Proof of the real deal.

Still suspicious, I tried another approach. "How are you so sure who I am?" I arched my brows at him, testing the man for any flaws, "You just handed this thing to me. I don't even know what it is." Lies, lies. But that's how we do business in this country.

"Enforcing law order 9b-3." The man recited like a distorted machine.

I reluctantly nodded and tucked the folder away in my coat. "Enforced, sir. We'll get it done in a week."

I almost didn't hear the deep voice through my ears as he sent me a message. "... Gone."

"Gone?" I repeated. But before I could get anymore words out of the man, he disappeared into the dark and I was left to ponder on our meeting. I peered at his silhouette as it seemingly vaporized before turning on my heels to head home.

What was gone? I glanced down at the folder before my fingers tightened around its rough skin. My legs dragged on the gravel for a while before I processed that I had stepped into a small puddle of rainwater. I decided to pull out my phone and check the time, fully aware of how dim the sky turned for that little detour.

"13:00pm. Time to call up the team and investigate."

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