Assassination for Protection?

Ch 2

The light green-haired teen and the young teenage bookstore owner stared at each other for a couple of seconds while standing in front of the bookstore. She stared into his crystal blue eyes which made her become a flustered and stuttering mess at how long he stared at her, it began to feel creepy,

"U-Uhm, I'll be h-heading h-home now!!"

Quickly blurting out, quickly bowing to him,

"Thank you for saving me!"

As quickly as she said, she was gone, having sprinted passed them. A picture flew out of her jacket pocket and fell behind her where the teens were. She quickly turns the corner where her picture fell landing softly on the cement. She sprinted harder towards home not wanting any more trouble to happen.

'The teen with light green hair, where has she seen those eyes which glowed in the night and had so much mystery to them?'

Wonders while she sprints down the sidewalk.

'His eyes seem so familiar...' Pondering for a split second more shaking her head while still sprinting harder.

'Oh well, I'll probably never meet him again anyway.'

Slowly stopping in front of her two-story home unlocking the gate. Walking through, re-locking the lock. Her brown hair sways behind her since it was shoulder-length. Turning around she would walk towards the house... the home she lost the two most influential and supportive people in her life, her parents. Never forgetting the incident. It burned through her mind so much so that it was all she thought about now. Wishing every day it had never happened and her parents were still here and alive, but. With her hand on the doorknob would freeze thinking, 'The murderer was killed and the mysterious guy saved my life, I wonder if that guy from earlier...'

Instantly shaking her head again.

'No, it couldn't be him.'

Turning the doorknob stepping inside closing the door. Slipping off her shoes, a pure white cat with the pinkest nose, whom she calls 'Daisy' came up to her rubbing up against her legs and greeting her owner, a smile crossed the girl's face,

"I'm home Daisy."

Picking up her cat who had the softest blue eyes, she would begin to turn on the lights in the entranceway and the living room. She also locks the doors and windows. It had become a habit ever since the incident with her parents. Moved over into the living room sat down and turned on the TV playing a movie. Her cat Daisy curled into a ball in her lap happily purring while the girl softly petted her. This was all the family she had left really; she never knew any of her aunts, uncles, or other grandparents who passed away before she was born. The one grandparent on her dad's side who took her in passed away a year ago after years of raising her ever since her parent's murder. Crossing her legs while sitting on the couch she would move Daisy in between her legs making her head pop out cutely giving a 'mew~' at her. It made her smile giggling.

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In the morning the girl was getting ready for school patting her coat pocket out of habit for her important treasure, panic quickly instantly sunk in. She checked the inside of her jacket pocket after feeling nothing. Her eyes widened,

"The picture?!"

Quickly slipped on her shoes after having her warm clothing on. She dashed out the door locking everything behind her. About to quickly turn around instantly slamming into somebody as they fell over with her on top of them. Wincing as her glasses were skewed on the bridge of her nose,

"Ow ow ow..."

Opened her brown eyes instantly becoming flustered; it was the same guy from last night! He was rubbing his head from the impact from hitting the ground; staring at her while he removed his hand from his head. She fixed her glasses panicking again.