2: The Ambassador.

I sat in the car taking of my glasses and braces throwing them in the back. I also had to take out my contacts. They were only been a couple of shades darker than my real eyes were. But no chances, right? I then wiped of my wig which let my white hair which really looked cool cascade like never ending snow waterfall.

I changed into black jeans with a red shirt and a black leather jacket. I jumped to the front, "So what's my mission?" I said running a hand through my hair.

" Ambassador of Britain," throwing a black dress with a slit in the side at me. It was beautiful, but seriously!

"I just changed!" I said infuriated.

" Emma chill just change again." He said calmly. "Anyway there's a dinner party and you are going to be there."

"What did this guy do anyway?" I said jumping to the back again.

"I'll tell you later. Right now what's your plan?" he said brushing my question aside. I gave him a devious smile from the backseat.

I just started laughing. It shocked me at first but it was deep and evil. He looked back at me with a terrified look. " Emma?"

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I was so bored. I had been there for three hours and the ambassador hadn't even showed up yet. If he wasn't here in the next five minutes I'm going to find him and –

I stopped ranting in my head when a deep voice caught my attention. " I haven't seen you here before."

There he was the ambassador. " Pardon?"

He kept trying to talk until he grabbed my hand and pulled me to a separate room. "Right at least now we can talk," he said with a heavy British accent.

"Hi, my name's Sally. And you are?" I asked with a practiced Swiss accent. My hand was outstretched and he shook it. We began walking down further away from people.

"The name's George Green." He said, "I'm the Ambassador of Britain." I really wanted to laugh at his name. I knew I couldn't so I didn't.

By the time we reached a room which I think was a study room I closed the door behind us. "So let's have some fun shall we?" I said giggling like a child.

He smirked not knowing what he was getting himself into. " Let the games begin,"

He said in a deeper husky voice.

At that moment I grabbed a pen and started playing with it in my hand. I looked up at him with an evil smile as I raised It high and it landed where his heart was. He gasped and shuddered obviously in pain. I pushed it deeper.

"Look at me," I said pushing his head so he looked at me in the eyes. I actually had a really heavy Russian accent which made me all the more intimidating... naturally. I watched as slowly the life in him faded.

I sighed standing up and looked at him one more time. I smirked at how it looked like he committed suicide.

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"Why are men so stupid?" I said throwing my wig onto the ground. That was an easy yet long mission.

"Hey!" Douglas exclaimed with a look of playful hurt. We were now strolling in an ice cream parlor and I had my favorite ice cream, Oreo.

"That guy practically begged me to kill him. He was there smiling when-" I stopped gloating about my success when I saw a familiar pair of grey eyes looking at me in suspicion. It was the guy from class. I started to panic when he began to walk in my direction. I started tugging on Douglas' shirt and when he looked at me I glanced at the guy coming my way. All he did was shrug. Useless.

"I feel like I know you," he said when he got to me. Since I was wearing a hoodie, my hair was covered.

Great now I had to lie...again. "Well I just came from Scotland so I'm not sure were you could have seen me before." I began holding Douglas' muscle to seem like we were just a normal, happy couple coming from Scotland. I had to use my Scottish accent just to make a point.

"Oh," he said awkwardly clearly believing me. " Well sorry for interrupting you." He turned and just walked away.

I let out a sigh of relief when I couldn't see him anymore. The rest of the day I was slightly on edge. Maybe he thought I was someone else completely different. If he thought that I was the same girl from school (which I actually was) then he must have eye problem. We didn't even have the same eye color!

Waking up the next morning, I quickly realized that I will have to go to that hell hole. I sighed grabbing my lunch and walking out of the door eating an apple. Of course I didn't forget to put on my glasses or braces or contact lenses. I looked completely different.

I drove to school in my Nissan March listening to 'when the party's over'. Okay so maybe I'm a little addicted to Billie Eilish. When I arrived I saw people gathered around something. It was most probably just a fight. In all the books and movies I've watched, the main character who was me, all nerdy, there's a crowd it is because of an embarrassing photo or a fight. And when the nerd tries to see people always block her from going near and when she gets a glimpse it's always the guy she likes. But that isn't going to happen. I walked straight into the school.

The bell rang I was the only one in class. When people started filing in and saw that I was the only one in class they gave me a look of disgust. All I did was not watch a fight! What is wrong with you people?

The teacher walked in and then the guy with the grey eyes walked in already looking in my direction. I blushed and looked down.

"Daniel, you can't keep coming late. You may be passing my class, but this is intolerable." Daniel. That was his name. I felt something land on the back of my head and looked down to see a piece of paper. I picked it up and read it:

I know your secret.

I looked back to see Coleman smirking. I scoffed and then rolled my eyes. He looked shocked at my lack of interest. I wasn't hiding from him I was hiding from this guy, Alex Grey, who was fired because it wasn't his job to be a detective risking his company. He was tall, with forest green eyes, with brown hair. He was good looking. Though he most probably wants to kill me I have to admit, he is gorgeous.

Another piece of paper landed on the back of my head and when I read it I burst out laughing:

Really? Nothing?

I wrote something on the back and threw it back to him.

If you knew my secret you wouldn't be talking to me. You'd be running.

I looked back at him with a smile to see he was smirking. The teacher scowled at me. Someone's on his time of the month. I shook my head still smiling. People were looking at me like I was crazy.

The lesson passed with I writing a surprise test which I knew I aced. When I was walking to my locker to get my books I felt someone poke me in the back. I turned around causing my hair to hit my face. Not in an uncomfortable way, just like tickling my cheeks. I looked up to see Coleman. He looked down at me and I felt like his eyes were like a stormy green sea. So unsettled. The green just seemed to flow. I shook my head clearing those thoughts. What the heck?

"Yes?" I asked curious on why he would be here with me.

"Are you not even interested in what I know?" he said looked at me with an irritated look.

I shrugged telling the truth, " Honestly I don't care. I mean Candors students were likely to find out. They are just gossipers." Candors was the school I attended.

He chuckled deeply, " They know that you like Daniel?" Wait what? WTF?

I laughed at the ridiculousness of his question. " Me and Daniel. What a lie. Whoever's telling you this is lying. Get a better source. First of all I'm taken. Second of all I don't even know the dude." I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Oh," he began blushing. Aw! He looks so adorable.

"You look adorable when you blush," I said pinching his cheeks. What? I couldn't help myself.

He cheeks turned darker, " Um... you said you're taken?" he said clearing his throat.

"Yeah," I said looking at the time. Oh no. " I have to go. Class is about to start." I gave a small wave and ran down the hall.