Finding A Life :)

Today a man came into Mikey's little hospital area where we both spent last night. he came with a message.
"The manager will talk to you once Agent Mikey is well." he said
"I am well!" Mikey argued
"You know what he means." he muttered
Mikey huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Whatever,"
"Goodbye." he said stifly and left. stuck up upperclassmen, too much of snobs to take an argument
after he left i called Skevilwhits and asked him to bring me my laptop and Sims game. he said yes and in a few minutes i had my laptop and game. we were going to play Sims, but Mikey said, "Sweety, you need a life!"
"Hey!" i said. "i do too have a life!"
"you're sitting in a hospital room playing Sims." she pointed out
"because my best friend is stuck here." i added on
she sighed. "just go out, i can play Sims on my own. now LEAVE MISSY!" there was no arguing with Mikey's orders. she got what she wanted wether she could move or not.
"fiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" i said, holding out the I. "call me if you need anything!"
"leave!" she said. "and get a life while your gone, will ya?"
i sighed as i walked out of the room. "yea, yea, yea whatever makes ya happy,"
i decided to go for a walk in the park, maybe i'd find a life on the ground. you never know.
which was true, you never know, i really didn't know that the park could be such a fun place.
if you think i think walking around in circles on the park pathways and looking at the scenery was fun, you thought wrong.
i started out walking around untill i found a patch of grass infront of the river that the park was against. i sat down and listened to the water, i got so bored, but eventually luck came.
a boy walked over to me and sat down right next to me. i looked over and saw that he had brown hair, but i couldn't see his eyes because the sun was shining in them.
"it's nice out here isn't it?" he asked me
"ya," i agreed, but i didn't want to tell him how bored i was
he sighed and fell back onto his back. "but it's so goddamed boring!"
i smiled and leaned back with him. "got that right!" we both laughed.
"so what's your name?" he asked me.
"Alexx," i told him. "and you?"
"John," he told me. "but everyone calls me Etch. like Sketch, but without the S."
"and why do they call you Etch?" i asked
"aparently they think i'm a good artist or something."
"oh,' i looked up to the sky that was filled with clouds. "this may be boring." i told him. "but that cloud looks like a pickel."
he looked up at the cloud and looked back at me. "that is one effed up pickel!"
i looked back to the cloud. "true. but now i'm in the mood for a pickel!"
"up the street it's a nickel for a dill pickel at the smoothie shop." he told me. "wanna go get one?"
"ya," i said and we both started to get up. "but why is a smoothie shop selling pickels?"
"i don't know." he told me as we started walking down the street. "but i also don't know how your so beautiful, but i'm not asking any questions." i blushed a deep shade of red and he just smiled as i blushed.
"so," i said as we walked passed a hobo who glared at us. "what's your favorite color?"
"blue," he told me
"same here!" i said. "favorite band?"
"Three Days Grace!" he said
"that's my favorite band too!" i said
"Seriously?" he asked and i nodded. "that's awesome!"
"do you know their song World So Cold?" i asked him
"Hell yes!" he said. "i love that song!"
we kept talking all the way to the pickel shop. when we got there he bought me a pickel and one for himself. we laughed at how funny it was that we met by talking about how boring watching the scenery was and now we were eating pickels.
once we finished our pickels we were going to walk around town, but we saw that it was pouring outside.
we walked outside, under the onning, and Etch said, "we can go to my apartment, my mom isn't ever home, buisness stuff."
i found it slightly funny that he used the same excuse i used because i lived with Mikey and no one else. 'my mom is on a buisness trip' i would say, but he probably does have parents.
"sure, where is it?" i asked
"just right down the street." he said. "you're not one of those girls who can't stand their hair getting wet, right?"
i made a 'pshhh' noise and said, "No, anything but that. i actually love the rain."
"good," he said smiling and grabbed my hand. "'Cause i can't stand girls like that." we started running in the rain, hand in hand, down the street. it seemed like someone should make a montage of it because it was something that would only happen in the movie's, but whatever, i was having fun. for every big puddel we saw, we would stop just to jump in it. my shoes were starting to slosh around and become heavier, my clothes were sticking to my body, making me glad i wasn't wearing white, my hair was dripping down my back, and i was frezing cold, but we were having fun.
"it's this building." he said, pointing to a small apartment complex and leading me towards it.
"that was so fun," i said, but frezing cold water was still dripping off of me and i was starting to get colder the more i thought about it.
Etch must've knoticed i was cold because he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. we walked into the entrance of the apartment complex. a man was sitting at a desk once we walked inside and he started complaining about how wet we were and how we were getting his floor wet, but we didn't care.
Etch led me into the elevator, keeping his arm around me, and pressed the 3 button. once the elevator stopped we got off and walked to the end of the hallway and he opened the door to his apartment.
his apartment was small, i saw three doors, along the walls, i was standing in the living room and to my right was a small kitchen. covering the walls were tons of paintings and drawings, they were all very cool.
"did you make those?" i asked
"yeah," he said, scratching the back of his neck.
"they're amazing." i told him looking at all of them
he looked at me. "ya think so?"
"yes." i told him and he smiled
the rest of the day we hung out in his apartment, watchin Tv, playing video games and sometimes just talking. untill the sun started going down and i had to go back to Mikey. i said goodbye to Etch and gave him my cell phone number, he gave me his, and then left.
Mikey was asleep when i got back, so i just sat down and pulled out my laptop to write this before i fall asleep for the night.

-Till next time!
--Alexx--

The Rest Of The Day

You couldn't even begin to guess how i woke up!
i was sliding down a metal shoot. it was square and reminded me of an air vent. i didn't know where the slide was heading, but i figured that i'd find out when i got there. it was probablly just another mission, anyway.
when the ride ended, i slid into a small dark room. all i could see was just one small peep hole letting some light in.
i started walking towards it, wondering what would be seen through the other side, but i tripped over something. i made sure i landed lightly, not making a sound so no one would hear me, but i had stubbed my toe and breathed a soft, "Shit!"
"Al?" i heard someone whisper in the dark
"Mik?" i asked, knowing the voice anyhwere.
"yay!" mikey whisperd happily. "do you know what we're suppost to do here?"
"no," i told her, "but i have a feeling that the piece of paper on the wall will tell us."
my eyes had adjusted so i could see more of the room now. from what i could tell, we were in a public bathroom, stalls in the corner, sinks on the side of the wall, and a hole was drilled through the wall with a piece of paper next to it.
i walked over to the paper.
'Save The Girl' it read.
i looked out of the hole to see what looked like an abandoned arcade. arcade games had been roughly shoved against the walls, a few were tipped over, and a little girl sat in the center of the room.
it was waaaaaay to easy, right? Wrong!
standing around the girl was a group of men. big men with big guns. my first thought was shit, and when i let Mikey look through the hole she spoke my thoughts.
"How are we going to get her?" she asked me
"i guess we just gotta be sneaky." i told her.
we were both the youngest spys in our troop, we were also new. i couldn't understand why they would send us on a mission that we were likely to fail, but they must have faith that we could do this. either this is a training session or something is wrong with the men guarding the girl.
we scoped out the route we could take to get the girl and snuck out of the bathroom.
we sqatted down on the floor and quickley ran to and from arcade games, some tipped over and some still plgged in still running.
we were two feet from the girl. she looked at us with fear in her eyes, but thankfully she turned away before any of the men knoticed.
Mikey slid across the floor, grabbing the leg of the chair the girl was tyed to and pulling her an inch closer. the men turned around from hearing the sound, but Mikey was already next to me, out of site from the men.
once they turned around Mikey did it again. inch by inh she scooted the chair closer and closer. the men must've not been smart enough to realize the girl's chair was moving, but that was fine with me.
once she was all the way over i started untying her from the chair. there were many nots, but i eventually got them untyed. we quickley grabbed the girl and ran out of the arcade, but one of the men saw us and fired his gun.
Mikey was hit in the leg and she screamed. teh emn were about to fire another shot at us, but one of the men fell down. a bullet to his back. then another went down, and another, and another. untill every men was down. it only took 5 seconds for every man to fall.
a boy jumped down from the celing, holding a gun. i recognised him from our troop, but i never remembered his name.
Mikey was still withering in pain and he ran over to her, threw her onto his shoulder along with the little girl mumbeling, "stupid newbes, can't be trusted,"
i didn't complain because he had just saved our life, but i was getting pissed either way. he put Mikey in the sleek black car and i jumped in with her, he told the driver to take us to the infirmary and left with the little girl. probably taking her back to the tower to tell our manager that i failed.
i drove to the infirmary with Mikey and sat next to her as the doctor fixed up her calf where she was shot.
i decided to sleep there over night because they wouldn't let Mikey leave.
and now they are telling me i have to get off the laptop because it will keep the patients up. even though it's all a load of bull shit (everyone is already asleep even though it's only 7:00) i have to get off.
-byby, till next time
--Alexx--

Just Another Day :P

Today was a rough day at school. i woke up late because my alarm clock decided it didn't want to go off for me. i had to throw on my clothes and shove a handfull of cereal into my mouth before running to my bus stop. 2nd hour i had to do a science presentation, it was utterly impossible that i had it done since the only time i had to work on it was last night. after school i threw my things into my backpack, grabbed my saxaphone from the band room and jogged to my bus.
i sighed as i sat on the bus; i just knew it was going to be a long day.
once the bus stopped at the high school (where i'll be next year) i hopped off the bus and made my way to the high school band room for Marching band Mini camp. the whole thing went well, i played my tenor sax along with one of my best friends Sam, who kept talking about how annoying it was to be standing for 3 hours straight, i was with him.
while i was doing a run through of our song, my phone started vibrating. it was my manager; i had to answer it.
"what?" i asked my manager
"we need you here," he told me. "now. a car is comming to pick you up."
"ok," i sighed. "one minute."
i hung up my phone and started to grab my music sheets when Sam grabbed my arm and said, "where are you going?"
i felt bad about it, but i had to lie. "my mom is sick and wants me to come home and help her."
"oh," he said. "see you tomorow?"
"hopefully," i told him. "it depends how sick my mom is." i snuck out of the room and put my sax away, avoiding questioning upperclassmen.
once i had my sax packed i ran out to the front of the high school to see a sleek black car waiting for me. i jumped inside and shut the door. the driver sped away immediately.
i had never learned the drivers name, but i found that the same person picked me up every time. i decided to give him a nickname since it was against regulation to tell names.
"how are you, Skevilwhits?" (pronounced how spellt :P) i asked
he kept his eyes on the road, but answered with a laugh in his voice, "just fine, 'mam. how are you?"
"not so cool, Skevilwhits," i told him. "i don't like ditching band, much less lying to my best friends."
as he was about to tell me something, we skidded to a stop at my job. "i'll return your things to your apartment." he said instead
"ok, thanks!" i said and ran inside
i jogged down a few corredors and up some stairs to get to where i was suppost to be. the room was lit with lamps and the windows were closed, but it was just as if the windows were open. the man sitting at the desk looked up at me and handed me a folder filled with papers.
"on the roof a helecopter will be wating." the man told me
"got it." i told him and ran to the roof witch was just up the stairs down the hall. when i jumped into the helecopter there were three people there.
one man driving the plane, another man holding a big bag and my closest friend who knew all my secrets and posed as my sister, Mikey. i sat down next to her, she was holding a folder just like mine, but i still didn't know if she would be by my side for long.
the man holding the big bag told us that we would be on the same mission and that he was going to put us to sleep for a few reasons, but i tuned him out after all useful information was said.
the next thing i knew was that the man shoved one needle into Mikey's arm, injecting a solution into her, and then did the same thing to me.
i kept my eyes open as long as they would last, but eventually darkness overwelmed me and i fell into a deep sleep.

~untill tomorow
~Alexx~