More Than a Girl Bodyguard

Chapter 10: Trusting a Girl Bodyguard

I sat down by the kitchen stool, “Is that so?” I adjusted my tie, “Some friend you are.”

He silenced and continued to flip through the magazines of some technology or cars.

Dean watched my adjusted my tie, and I paused, “What do you want?”

“Oh,” he stared off, “Nothing.”

“C’mon,” I glanced at him, “Remember the wish you promised me?”

He rolled his eyes and brushed his golden hair through his fingers, “Just wondering if you can come to the party tomorrow.”

I stood up, “There’s another party?”

“Yeah,” He said, smiling, “The one yesterday was the opening party. Tomorrow is the beginning of the party.”

I sighed, “No.” I determined, “I’m not going.”

He glanced at me, “It would be fun!”

Harris smiled, “You two seem to be ignoring me.” He walked over to the kitchen table where I was. “Let’s go.” He smiled.

I glared at him, “No. And that’s the final answer.”

He glanced back at Dean and smiled, “It would be fun!”

I walked over to the sink and took a glass cup out of the cupboard and turned the tap on, “Why are you two teaming up on me?”

They smiled, “Because you’re a girl bodyguard?”

The water filled the glass cup and I turned off the tap, “What was that meant to mean?”

“Nothing.” They chirped.

I smiled, they we’re definitely up to something. I placed the glass cup over my lips, and drank the nice fresh water. “I won’t go anyways.” I told them, I placing the cup into the sink.

“C’mon,” Harris pleaded, “I haven’t had fun for a long time. Besides I just came back too.”

Dean nodded.

I turned around to answer them no, but my phone vibrated. I paused and smiled to them, “You know what?” I walked to over both of them, showing them the door, “I’m a bit tired at the moment so I need to rest early. Would you mind?”

They looked at me confused, “Sure, we don’t mind.” Harris said, smiling.

“But what about the party tomorrow night?” Dean asked.

I smiled at them, “I’ll think about it then. Happy?” And I closed the door shut.

Standing against the door, I was tried. I waited for their footsteps to fade, and I look back at my ankle, “What a day!”

Sighing I pulled out my phone, and touched the screen. Immediately the device popped at message up, From Commander General.

“Gosh,” I said, “I almost forgot about this.” I walked into the bedroom and pulled out my laptop, under the bed.

Finding some wires, I plugged my phone to the laptop. The message reappeared on my laptop screen, which was enlarged ten times bigger. I clicked on the button, Accept and a video conference was turned on.

“Taylor Rosanna. Have you done your mission?”

I turned on the speaker and the microphone on higher, answering, “Mission almost accomplished, Sir.”

The Commander General looked at me, “How far are you now?” He said.

“Seven out of ten, I would say.” I answered him firmly.

“Good.” He nodded, “You know what needs to be done.”

I agreed, “But Sir, there’s a problem. The satellite dish won’t respond until I have the code and the password entered at once to activate it.”

“You know that Firer is on to this and you’re still here?” He glared at me through the webcam, “You know that the leader Josh, is behind this and you have to get it.”

“I know that.” I argued back, “Coming to meet this Dean is more complicated then you think, Sir.”

He nodded, “That’s why you’re on the job and nobody else.”

I sighed.

“What I want you to know is that tomorrow there is a party, by a girl name Amanda Staren, and from my guessing you friend Dean is invited.” He paused, “So you should somehow follow him and come to know Amanda more.”

The computer loaded an image of a girl with blond hair and blue sparkling eyes – eyes that deceive people. I nodded memorising the girl’s appearance. “Yes Sir.” I said, “I understand. But have you found any information about my father?”

The fifty-year-old man shook his head, with his eyes lowered, “No. I’m sorry. But we will never give up, Taylor, don’t worry.”

I nodded, “Thank you.”

“That is all.” The Commander General said, “Signing out.”

And the screen was empty black.

I sighed, my mission was tried. Doing one job was hard, but for me it was three jobs. Sacrificing my time to do this, may not be worth it. But finding information about my parents was something else. I have to find them, whether they are alive or not. I have to at least find what happened to them.

I folded my laptop and slipped it under the bed, while placing my phone back into my inner pocket of my jacket. “I guess the party is on again.” I lowered my eyes, “I hope that I don’t have to wear that dress again.” I glanced back that the elegant black dress placed by the side of my bed.

“And also hope that nobody finds the truth about me.”

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So I guess this chapter is a little boring. Sorry, I just had to add this part in or nothing would make sense later. Well, if you liked it. Please support it by voting and commenting! And thank you for reading!