Jax is his name. Agent Jax that is. He's gotten a rare gift for his 17th birthday. He doesn't know what the purpose of it is. He wants to more about what it is. Will he leave everything thing behind for the mysterious gift? Or stay home and let it b...
My name is Jax. Agent Jax but people just call me Jax or Agent J. I turn 17 year tomorrow. But today something just feels weird about the day. I woke up with a little headache. Nothing major. I put on some khaki cargo shorts and a suit shirt and my heelys.
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I fixed my hair so I spiked it up a little bit. Not a Mohawk but spiked up in the front. After I went down stairs. My mom was cooking breakfast, and my dad was already of to work. Weird he never leaves this early to work. Its a Friday. September 10th. Hm. Odd.
"Morning mom." I say plopping my self on the chair.
"Good morning Jax. Sleep ok?" She asked.
"Slept just fine." I replied
"I cant believe your 17 tomorrow!" She piped up.
"Me neither." I grinned
"All your family and friends are going to be here!" She said while putting my plate down.
"Ah so speaking of family where is dad?" I asked puzzled.
"Well as soon as I woke he was already dressed for work and left." She explained
"Oh. Well thank for breakfast mom." I smiled and gave her a kiss on her cheek. And left for school.
