"Who are you?!?!"

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The moment I came out I regretted it. I was soaking wet. That imbecile dropped my things out and drove off.

- Blue, get me info on my driver-

I couldn't even finish my sentence and I saw a Limousin come out of nowhere. The drivers came out with umbrellas. This boy came out and the umbrella flung open to cover him. I didn't care I carefully carried my bags and went to the reception.

I took a seat waiting for the secretary to be free.
- Hey, Star, there's one tiny information I have to tell you about.
- Spill, I whispered
- You have a partner
- Yeah, I know, you, I said enthusiastic
- No, rich daddy's son Nathan
- What?!?!?, I said in disbelieve

I give him a dirty look, and he smiles at me. Has he never heared of me?!?!?

I took out my glasses to examine him. Agent Stone. Age: 21. Undercover. 6'7.

- Hey, can you be any less discrete, he whispered.
I pushed down all my feeling of hate for this. Thing.

I gave him a warm smile.
- Hi, my name is Isla
- My name is Nathan but, you can call ne Nat.

- Miss, Daner.
I quickly backed my stuff ready to meet this "great" secretary.
- Yes, ma'am.
She quickly ignored me and turned to him with a warm smile.
- Sir, Mane
- Yes ma'am, he said kindly.
- May, I know my dorm room please, he said like he came from the 16 hundreds.
- Dorm 106, she replied in the same manner.
- Ma'am I'm sorry there has been a mis-
- SILENCE! When your not spoken too. You do not speak, she said slamming her desk.

She gives him the keys as he signals me to come.

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