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The French Spies

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Sometimes I ask myself why I still work as a spy ... but I still love my job. ♡ Jessica was a ordinary French spy, well maybe that's not so ordinary. When she gets assigned a new partner what will happen? Just friends? Nah, I don't think so

Romance / Adventure
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Chapter 1

I really hate Mondays, Its true!

There really is nothing better that the Weekends, binge watching Netflix...

Wait! I got a new text message from my boss :

Boss: Hey! You Up?

; I frowned , I'm super confused... Boss NEVER does this, I quickly responded

Me: Why? Is something going on?

Boss: Yup! You’re getting a partner!


Boss: It’s a surprise

I want to cry in my pillow, and live another life. I know I should be thankful for my job as a spy.

Most of the time it's really fun, however my boss is an asshole for doing this.

I tumbled out of bed and almost landed on my pizza box from yesterday. I feel like I'm being punished for something.

Why would I want to leave the warmth and comfiness of the bed? Just doesn't make sense. If I didn't have a job, that's what I'd do.

I remember my first day of the job I accidentally printed his work papers and assignments in colored paper.

He wouldn't trust me for a week. You should've seen his face as I handed him the big batch of colored paper. Over 190 pieces of paper in their. All colors, pink, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple? You name it!

Back then I was not good a work. I giggled, I don't know how but I suddenly made my way up near the top of the company.

Gotta get ready for work.

I brushed my teeth and chocked of the toothpaste bud, It slid down my though as I gagged it out in the sink.

I swished the green mouthwash in my mouth. And started tearing up as the mistiness burned my gum. I'm pretty sure my tastebuds just evaporated.

I put tons of hair detangle spray, and started the worst part of any day, brushing my hair. I winced at the pain but tried not to make any noise.

I honestly hate brushing my hair, it feels like my hair is getting ripped out of my scalp. I'm surprised it never bleeds.

Once I was done, I put my hair up in a messy bun, put on a white adidas shirt, light blue ripped jeans, and brown Forever 21 ankle boots. I put on some lip balm and pulled out my baby hairs to frame my face.

I woke up to my best friend Meghan making me blueberry waffles.

I raised my eyebrow, at her.

She grinned at me and said "Good Morning,"

I snorted " Please spill, how was your date yesterday?"

I'm completely amazed at my BFF she manages to balance her spy job and dating. She's amazing as a apartment roommate

I grabbed the maple syrup and made a nice drizzle, and looked up at her expectantly while eating my waffle.

I loved when Meghan cooked, she was the best. The lovely texture of the batter was crispy and the blueberries were covered in powdered sugar. Very appetizing for my sweet tooth.

She sighed and said " Nothing,"

I glared at her.

Still nothing

I sighed dramatically and said " Fine, we gotta go to work!"

As Meghan drove us to work I told her about the partner details.

She tilted her head to the side and said " Well, isn't that a good thing?"

I threw my head back against the head rest with frustration and told her " No! It isn't good, I'm not good at meeting new people!"

Meghan sighed " Well maybe you've gotta learn then,"

I rolled my eyes " Not everyone is as pretty as you,"

I couldn't help but be envious of her silky wavy hair, and how her eyes looked like good whiskey.

Meghan rolled her eyes in response " Well you're pretty too! You've got pretty chestnut hair and nice green eyes!"

I started to tear up, those features reminded me of my mom, she died in a car crash when I was 8. My dad too.

Meghan immediately realized her mouth dropping into a small "o" and apologized to me, " Sorry,"

I wiped my tears and gave her a smile, " No problem,"

Meghan and I might as well be sisters, when my parents died, she was the only one I had left.

We have always been there for each other.

Her parents died because of cancer.

We were taken in as children by someone who worked in the Spy system. Unfortunately, he died in a bomb.

Meghan and I wanted to respect him, because he was a good man, so when we turned 16, we joined the spy cooperation. And we built our way to become spies. It's pretty cool.

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