Chapter 1 - Getting Started

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Amanda's POV

I walked out of the dressing room in one of the school's many uniform options. I chose the one with leggings, a tucked in collar shirt, and a jacket. The leggings were black while the collar shirt was white with the school logo, and the jacket being black and blue. Weird choice of colors and outfit option... I walked up to Mr. "Frought."

"Hello there Mr. Frought, I believe I am ready for school."

I looked at Cooper and studied his outfit. He dress in black, ironed pants with a white collared, long sleeved shirt tucked in with a blue tie. "Why hello there, Crystal, I believe I am ready to teach. Shall we go?"

I watched as Cooper opened the door, leading out of the facility's dressing rooms/prop room and into the main hallway. I made my way over and out the door, nodding thank you on the way out. We came across the exit of the facility, both stopping to look at each other.

"Okay, here's the plan. You're the new girl from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I am going to use one of the cars that the mission detailers registered under 'Ryan Frought'. I'll drive up to the school around the same time other teachers do, you'll be driving there in a black 2010 Jeep Patriot. I've gotta head out now to get there in time. See you soon."

I watched Cooper as he walked towards a blue 2008 Subaru Outback, his 'Mr. Frought' car. I sat on one of the benches outside of the facility, waiting about ten minutes before I had to arrive at my suspect's school. Well, he could be a suspect, but I won't know that until I infiltrate him and his father. That would require me to gain enough of his trust so he could invite me to his house. I would also have to get him out of the house long enough for me to investigate. I would have to look for evidence that goes against his father and his crimes.

What are those crimes you might ask? Well, for starters he got away with a ransom when he kidnapped someone's daughter, he murdered several people just because he wanted to, and he robbed several convenient stores. Of course, we need solid evidence that it was him, and that's what I'm here for. Some of the teachers, including the principal of the school, are aware of this investigation and have given me permission to carry around a pistol, as long as it remains out of sight and I have my badge on me. Fair enough.

Ten minutes finally passed, and I got up and got into one of the cars that Crystal Estaliski owns. I then drove off towards Waters Break High to begin my investigation.

~Time Skip~

I pulled into the school parking lot and got out of the car, grabbing the bag I was given to "fit in".

I walked towards the school, now realizing I came here a bit early. The parking lot had a few cars in it, probably teachers and a few students. I walked into the building and turned to my right to see a women sitting behind the main desk. I was informed of the people at this school who knew about my investigation, and I recognized the secretary's name from the list.

"Miss. Frat, I am Agent Amanda Blake of the UAA," I whisper quietly enough for her to hear, "I would just like to inform you that the investigation starts today and to not disclose any information about the case to anyone. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Oh, yes, that investigation. Don't worry, I won't be telling anyone anytime soon."

"Thank you again." I wave at her as I walk down the entrance hall, consisting of several offices and benches along the sides.

I make my way towards the main hall full of classrooms and lockers, eventually finding mine. I opened the locker with the combination given and put several books inside, not realizing that students started filling the halls. I shut my locker and slowly walked down the hall, looking for my target. I stare at something I didn't realize I was staring at when I run into someone.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you ther-"

Sweet Jesus who the hell is this? He's- he's...

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been standing still in the middle of a busy hall. Hi, by the way, I don't think I've seen you around before. I'm Terrence."

I stare up at him, lost for words. What are the odds I accidentally run into him, am I right?

"Oh, sorry, I'm Crystal." I say, finally clearing my mind and offering a hand to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Crystal. I'm Terrence, oh, wait,... I just said that..." he nervously laughed and scratched the back of his neck after shaking my hand.

Well this is awkward...

"So, uh, Crystal, if you ever need a tour guide, I'd be glad to show you around, seeing as I've never seen you before."

"Yeah, sure."

"Oh Terrence!~" A high pitched voice said behind him.

He groaned before turning around, "What do you want, Sabrina?"

"Who's this whore?" She asked looking me up and down.

Your worst nightmare "Crystal, I'm new here." I say politely, offering my hand.

"Sorry hun, no touching. Lord knows where that's been." I hear her mumble loud enough for me to hear.

Who in the hell does this bitch think she is? This Sabrina chick is lucky I am mature and responsible for my age and doesn't act rash and through anger, otherwise she'd probably be dead right now.

"Well, Sabrina, it's not like I wanted to touch wherever the hell that hand has been, I was just trying to take the high road. Obviously, you aren't mature and act like your average, everyday bitch. Now if you excuse me, I think I might take Terrence's offer about that little tour. Terrence? How does that little tour sound right about now?" Sabrina's jaw dropped as she watched Terrence and I walk off, him guiding me to my class which happened to be his class, already taking the liberty of being assigned into most of his classes.

Let the mission begin...

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