Protecting the Bad Boy

The new girl

"Dylan! Wake up!" Eric shouted, knocking in the door.

"I have been wake for at least two hours, so no need to shout!" I shouted to him and heard his steps down the stairs.

I had woke up at five in the morning like always. I couldn"t change my routine after I had the same one for years. It is like mission impossible for me. I did some training like I always did and then I started to read one of the books that were in the shelf in my room. I just got curious since I haven"t read one before.

I got up from my bed and let the book in the desk. The book title was "The Host". It was kind of attractive and it wasn"t bad as a first book. I might read it all and learn how it ends. But right now... I had a mission to complete. Like it was that easy.

Taking my backpack from the floor I left my room and went downstair. Eric was in the kitchen eating breakfast and reading the newspaper. He didn"t talk, but just saw me for some seconds and started to read again.

"Good morning to you too!" I said to him and sat in front of him, taking a slice of bread in my hand.

"You can"t go in school with those clothes." He said without seeing me.

"What? Why?"

"Those are CIA"s clothes." he said pointing my outfit and I sighed.

"I"m not wearing any of those clothes that you had choose for me. They are... girlish." I protested.

When I woke up in the morning and open the wardrobe to find something to wear, I noticed that they weren"t any jeans, hoodies, or God know what else. There were only dresses. Dresses! Are they out off their mind? I"m not going to wear a dress. Never! Never in my life. N.E.V.E.R.

"You have to look like a normal girl." Eric said putting the newspaper in the table staring at me.

"Normal girls wear jeans too." I said in my defense. I wasn"t going to wear a dress and that"s the end of the discussion.

"You have to, and you are going to. Don"t make me force you. Now go upstair and get dressed, because you will get late." Eric said in a commanding tone.

Looks like I"m going to wear a dress.

Lucky me.

***

"What do you mean he doesn"t know anything?" I yelled to Eric.

He was driving me to school, when he said to me that the famous Rhydian Steinfeld, has no idea that he has the list or that I was an agent who was trying to protect him. Hell he doesn"t even know that he is been followed by russian mafia.

"Why the hell you didn"t say anything to me before?" Now I was angry. How I was supposed to take care of him, when he has no idea that I exist, without looking like a stalker? I have no idea!

"I"m telling you now. We fit your schedule with his, so you are in every class he is. We expect from you to don"t leave him a second alone."

"Like it is that easy. I will look like a stalker. Thank you very much." I said crossing my arms over my chest. This so unfair! Why life has to be such a b***h with me? I haven"t kill anybody to deserve this... yet.

Eric stopped the car and I opened the door and got out. I gave a glare to the dress I had wear. It was a nice one, white with little black flowers in it"s waist, but I was just hating it right now.

"Why you have to do the easy works?" I whined at him.

"Because I have. Now be invisible." He said and closed the door of the car that I had left open.

I started to walk toward the school, when Eric shouted from inside the car, putting his head out of the window. I turned to see him as he said something that I couldn"t hear. But I read his lips.

"Act normal."

Like it is that easy.

I entered in school and made my way to my locker. I put some books in and saw the schedule. Math. Great! Math since the first period. This is one of the reasons why I like to call school hell. The teachers here torture the students.

I put the schedule in my backpack and closed my locker. I was about to go in the class when...

Guess what?

The very famous Rhydian Steinfeld was standing next to me, practically eating a w***e"s face. That is disgusting and barely called kiss. Iuuuu! I froze in front of them without knowing what to do. I had to follow this jerk step by step, but I think that he is going to make out with a girl in each step. How I was supposed to follow him, when doing this was like watching porn movies?

Suddenly they separated and Rhydian stare at me for some seconds as I was still frozen. What I was supposed to do know?

Act normal.

Eric"s voice echoed in my mind. How can I act normal? I think I forget how to breath. Oh come on Dylan. You have been through many things, and now you freeze in front of two people making out? You didn"t act like this even when you saw your dad killing someone for God"s sake!

I took a deep breath and let it go. I was going to act cool. Normal... It can"t be that hard. Right?

"Enjoying the show, beautiful?" He said to me and let go the w***e, who glared at me and then walked down the hallway.

"Not that much. I prefer to cut myself than watch you making out with a bimbo." I said to him with a rude tone. Everyone around us freeze and stared at us. Rhydian saw me like trying to understand whatever I said and then looked me from my hear to my toe, making me feel uncomfortable.

Great job Dylan! Try to be the invisible girl now.

"Well, well... This is something that I haven"t seen before... A girl swearing to me." Rhydian said and leaned against the locker.

"Get used with that." I said and started to walk down the hallway, waving everyone in front of me away.

Sorry Eric, but I couldn"t keep my mouth shut in front of that jerk. I mentally apologized in a ironic tone to Eric.

***

It took me a while till I found the math class. This school was so big that I could get lost in just two second. After walking down the hallways for a while I finally managed to find the class and entered it. I was late so the teacher glared at me when I opened the door.

"Sorry, I"m late." I said to her trying to catch my breath. Okay I didn"t walk, I ran down the hallways.

"Who are you young lady?" The teacher asked me. I gave a look to the class to find everyone staring at me, and in the corner of it was seating Rhydian with a huge smirk in his face, seeing me like I was a clown giving a nice show to everyone.

"Dyl..." s**t. What was my name again. Oh yeah! "Danielle Smith." I said and she stared at me for a while.

"Are you sure?" She asked me. Don"t tell me that I messed up the name thing too.

"Yes." I said trying to sound as confident as I could.

"You didn"t sound like that darling." The teacher said and I felt inside like blushing while everyone started to laugh.

"Yes I"m sure." I said to her and she saw me for a while.

"Take a seat and next time come in time." She said and continued with the lesson.

I walked toward a seat in the end of the class since it was the only one empty. Putting my backpack in the floor I sat and opened the math book, trying to find out in what page they were.

The time passed so slowly that I wanted to kill myself for accepting this mission. It was so boring. I had done the high school while I was training to be an agent for CIA. No one was going to give a job to someone that hadn"t finish the high school, so I had to learn and train if I wanted to be in my first mission. I was clever enough to pass some classes, like most of the others in my age did. To sum up, finishing high school was part of the training, so now, redoing it... was the most boring thing in the world.

I could feel Rhydian eyes on me, but I just didn"t want to see him, because I had to try to be normal and invisible. I f****d my opportunity, but I had to used the other that would come, so from now and on I was trying harder.

When finally the first period finished, I got up from my seat and took my backpack from the floor. Once I made a step away from my seat, someone, and with that I mean Rhydian, pushed my from behind causing me to fall in the ground, and my gun inside my backpack, to shot in the air making a big whole in the ceiling and everyone started to scream pushing each other to get out of the class.

Ups?

***

"Why did you take your gun with you in school? Are you crazy or what?" Eric shouted to me.

After the "little" accident that happened with my gun, the teacher send me to the principal office, who called Eric. When Eric entered the principal office he saw me sitting in a chair staring at my backpack which had a hole from the place the gun shot and the principal sitting in his desk staring at me and my gun in his desk.

He started to explain to Eric everything by yelling and shouting talking with hands and legs. I wanted to chuckle with his face, but I knew it wasn"t the time, so I had to shut up. Eric in the other side had that cool face, he always had when he was about to shot a target miles ago, but I knew that inside he was exploding from the anger. I send the mission in a big s**t since the first day.

Eric had to say to the principal that I had a gun permit, because of the hard past I had, when someone tried to kill me when I was in my way to home, and after that he had to take the gun permit for me so I could protect myself and other bullshits like this that I couldn"t believe that the principal fell for them. After the long explanation, Eric asked the principal to leave us a minute alone. And here we are.

"Of course I took the gun with me. How I"m supposed to protect the jerk out there, if someone tries to kill him? With a pen? If that is possible then okay." I shouted back to him.

"Do you have any idea that you put the whole mission in a big danger?"

"I know." I said, looking my converses. I can"t believe that I ruined everything since the first day. I"m not that bad.

"Thank God, the principal believed it and is going to convince everyone that there was no gun in the middle of this story."

"And how is he going to do that? By telling everyone that the ceiling shot itself in a mysterious way?" I said with sarcasm.

"No. Luckily the chemistry class is above the math class and he is going to convince everyone that something went wrong during the class..." Eric started to explain.

"Oh... Okay... Thanks!" I said to him and he saw me confused.

"For what?"

"For correcting my mistake." I said again staring at my converses.

"Nothing." He said and walked out of the office. "And Dylan... Try harder to act normal this time."