Somewhere In My Memory

Chapter One

"I noticed that you noticed the color change of that awning." Carter says. I nod. "How well is your memory usually?" 

"Um, I don't really know." I say. 

Bella speaks up. "Honestly, she's always noticing stuff that no one else does."  

Carter nods slowly. "And what is your name?" he asks me. 

"Carlie Cosa." I say uncertainly. 

"Ms. Cosa, how old are you, if you don't mind my asking." Carter says. 

"17. Almost 18." I tell him. Wow, this sure is weird. 

"Would you be interested in working with the FBI? You would have to go through a series of observation tests, but I think you would be a great addition." Carter says. Even weirder than I thought. 

"Well, I'd have to ask my mom, but I would definetly be into that." I say.  

Carter nods. Pulling out a buisness card and handing it to me, he says, "Good. Give me a call when you've reached a decision." Then he leaves. 

Me and Bells exchange awkward looks. "Because that's not creepy at all." Bella says, and I laugh. But I totally agree.

"So this guy just walked up to you and asked you to join the FBI?" my mom asks. 

"Pretty much." I say.  

"Good for you. If you want, go ahead. Just don't get shot or anything." my mom says. I smile. My mom is awesome. She'll go along with just about anything.  

"I'll try my best." I laugh, then go over to the house phone. I dial the number from the buisness card, and hold the phone up to my ear.  

A woman answers. "Hello, this is Mr Swanson's assistant. How may I help you?" she says in a too perky voice. 

"Could you get Mr Swanson for me? This is Carlie Cosa. He told me to call him." I say in my most professional mannor. 

"Oh, Ms Cosa. Of course. I'll put you through." I hear some clicking, and then Carter's voice. 

"Ms Cosa, how nice of you to call." he says. 

"Call me Carlie." I say. 

"Okay, Carlie. Did you talk to your mom?" Carter asks. 

"Yes, and she told just to not get shot." I say.  

"That shouldn't be an issue. Would you like me to schedule a observation test?" Carter says. 

"Yes, please." I answer politely. 

"Okay. Hang on." Carter says, and I hear some talking in the background. "Okay. Can you come in tomorrow at 3?"  

I think for a moment. "Yeah, that'll work. I get out of school at 2."  

"Okay. I'll see you then." Carter replies. 

"Can't wait." I say, then hang up. 

My mom looks at me. "So?" 

"I have to go in at 3 tomorrow for an observation test." I say. 

"So no getting shot?" Mom asks. I laugh. 

"Nope. Not yet, anyway." I say. She smiles.

The next day, as soon as I get home from school, I run up to my room. I change into my most professional outfit: a black mini skirt, black lace tights, a hot pink tank top, and a black blazer. I slip on my favorite black boots, and then go into my personal bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I straighten my usually wavy blond hair, and pull it back into a tight ponytail. I reapply mascara and eyeliner, and then add some light pink eyeshadow. I finish off the look with clear lipgloss, then check the clock. It's 2:47. I run downstairs, grab my purse off the kitchen table and go outside to my car. If I leave now, I'll be on time.

When I arrive at the FBI building, I tell the parking garage guard that I'm here to take an observation test. He asks me my name, so I the him. He checks a list, then gives me instructions on the easier place to park. When I get the spot I was directed to, I see Carter standing there, waiting. I carefully park, then get out of my car. "Hello." I say politely.

"Hi Carlie. Nice to see you again." Carter says.

"Same." I say, and follow him into the building. We maze through the building, and after a while, I stop trying to keep track of where we are. Finally, we reach our destination.

Carter opens the door for me. "Take a seat at the table, and someone will be in shortly." he says. I do as instructed. As I wait, I think. And then I realize something.

This test could change my life.

A/N: You guys likey? A lot of this was typed on my phone, so if there's any typos, that's why. I'll edit it later, but right now I just wanted to get this posted.

So, I hope you guys like it. I was listening to Christmas music when I decided to start this, so that explains the title. And, yeahh.

So, feedback? Thankies!

-Hannah xoxo