Squad Goals

"What's the verdict?"


"Still clear. Looks pretty normal to me Alexandra."


"1 dont call me that, and 2 keep looking, there's gotta be someone from the agency here."


"I know, and I agree. They're here somewhere." James said.


A long silence followed. Wonder by the kite string tangle blasted through my headphones.


"I don't want to be that person but-." James started.


"Colt you are that person."


"What do you mean by that? I haven't even finished my sentence!" He explained turning around.


"Your annoying." I said simply, turning the page off of my newspaper.


James and I were on clarton street sitting on a park bench. The two benches were back to back. He sat on the side facing down hill, showing the park and kids playground. I was facing the side of the road, showing the parking lot and the main road.


"Coming from you." I felt the seat move, indicating he had turned around.


I grinded my teeth and turned around. I slowly took my sun glasses off and looked at his side profile. Fight the earge to talk back, fight the earge Alex. He wants you to talk back.


"And what is that supposed to mean."


"Alex, your like that stupid tiny leaf on someone's window shield. No matter how hard it rains or how high you put on the windscreen wiper. Your that leaf that just pisses everyone off." He licked his finger and turned the page, giving me a smile.


"Huh, how poetic. You must feel very proud of yourself right now." I said turning around.


"Emensly."


"But anyways if you would you let me finish." He said.


"You have my attention your Lordship..."


From my peripheral vision i could see him tugging on his hair breathing out, trying to keep his cool.


"You may think that we're being subtle and undercover but we're really not..."


"How so?"


"We're sitting on a bench wearing matching sunglasses, which by the way I have no idea how you managed that. But I'm strangely impressed. We're both holding newspapers and wearing black. And all the kids in the playground are looking at us like we want to offer them candy and lure them into our van."


I pulled my sunnies down and turned around looking at him.
"Dont be ridiculous, theres not-"


I turned around towards the playground and sure enough most of kids were looking at us. Except for some stupid two year old trying to eat his sandwich hanging upside down on the monkey bars. Some parents were even walking their kids towards their cars looking at us.


"Sooo, loose the news paper?" Jamed said with a smile knowing he was right.


"Shut up." I put the news paper down and turned around on my bench. Maybe they wouldn't meet us here; maybe they would ambush us, or kidnap us! Nah I feel sorry for anyone who tries to kidnap me. I would not make it easy for them.


"Why is is Adam Coleman walking towards us?"


"Adam who?" I asked tuning around at him.


"Adam whoes in the captain of the basketball team."


Sure enough, 6 foot 3, wearing all black Adam was walking towards us. I had seen him around school, but never interacted with him. He was one of the golden popular boys of the school.


After clicking the remote of his car to lock it, he scanned the area and stopped his gaze on us. Reading our news paper, we awaited his arrival.


"So it's you two." His thick German ascent spoke.


"Can we help you?" James askes. James and I put out newspapers now at the same time. It scared me how much we did things in unison.


"Lets not waste time, my names Adam Coleman. I'm from sector 10 of an agency I am not permitted to share. That should be a sufficient amount about me" He threw a folder on the table, labelled 'classified'.


"I had no idea you were apart of an agency, nice to have you on the team." James got up and shook his hand.


I scoffed, I could always count on James to be good cop.


"That's part of our job isn't it, to not blow our cover."


With that statement I burst out laughing.


"And you call being the captain of a nationally known basketball team keeping your cover. Yeah excellent work." I said giving him a round of applause.


From the quickening of his heart beat and the look on his face. He looked ticked off to say the least, scratching his jawline and smirking.


"But we still have to live. Not every aspect of our lives has to be fake, or hidden in the shadows. Who the heck is this tiny thing, I thought there was a height restriction for entering an agency."


My eyes shaped into slits, and turned my head slowly towards him putting my newspaper down. I really hope a tree just happens to collapes on him.


James however just laughed and clapped his hands.


"Coming from someone who looks like a widow." I said flipping my hair on my shoulder.


His heart beat picked up.


"Ohhhhh..." Yelled James.


"What is that supposed to mean?" He exclaimed.


"Even your shoe laces are black."


An awkward silence followed where James' laughter slowed.


I just stared at Adam and he glared back. There was something about him, I liked him, I could possibly trust him.


"So that's Alex..." Says James breaking the tension patting Adams back.


As soon as he said it an arrow hit the center of the table. Tied around it was black thick rope. I looked up and someone wearing all black ziplined down. They landed on the table with a thud.


James whistled. "Now that's an entrance."


Everyone nodded in approval.


The stranger had a fully black suit on, simular to the one I wore in C.Y.F. I wonder if this person gets wedgys in then too. A ski mask stopped us from finding out their identity


"Take off the mask dude." Said James.


A Gloved hand reached up to its face. But instead of short hair. Waist Long blond hair fell gracefully.


And stood infront of us was queen bea of the school. Ashley Raven.


James coughed awkwardly. And Adam whistled, "So not a dude."


"Could the agency have been anymore unoriginal. I mean seriously." This was the cliché popular girl spy story. Fashion star by day, fights crime by night.


Ashley was the classic queen bea. Except instead of being painfully dumb, she was smart, I know that much. She gets all A's in everything, and has two scholarships with both fashion and PE. She had already been accepted into three university's. Not only that but she is called "gorgeous", both the male species and woman. Blond hair, green eyes, fake eyelashes, fake nails, high cheek bones, and to complete the list, a brittish ascent.


Ashley just stood there looking at us. Analysing all of us, one at a time. All of us waited, awaiting her words.
"Why you all wearing black?" Her snobby voice spoke.


"What?" Asked Adam.


"I said why are you all wearing black? I mean come on, like the red head said, too unordinal and we're all wearing the same thing. Even your shoe laces are black Adam."


"Seriously! Is it that noticeable."


Ashley and I nodded.


"Alright, well thank god I'm in the team so I can fix this. I'm thinking maybe a streak of colour, maybe red just enough to catch the eye but not too much to stand out, but then theres the whole camouflage thing..."


"We're not here to talk about fashion, it's not important." I spoke up.


She turned and glared at me. Walking off the table she jumped down and leaned against it. Folding her arms over her chest making her boobs stick out a lot.


"Of course not, I'm just talking about how our image is going to reflect through clothing on which we represnt ourselves, our agency's and our country's. Nothing big really."


She looked down at me, she was tall, but not as tall as the boys. Around 5'8. Her eyes ran down my figure and then up to my face.


"Who are you anyway, do you go to our school?"


"Why don't you ask your boobs rolling out of your top, they might know."


"It would be a lot easier to hate you, if you weren't so pretty. Your feisty Alex, I like you."


"See, your boobs did know my name."


She fake smiled at me and turned towards the boys, who were just staring at us.


"Girls are odd." Said Adam.


"James it's nice to see you again." She walked over to him wrapping her arms around his neck, so there bottom halves were touching. She ran her arms up and down his chest and neck. I almost gagged.


James laughed slightly and smirked.


"You too babe." He kissed her neck a few times and winked at her, letting her go.


But she didn't stop there, she turned to Adam.


"Hi Adam." She winked and kissed his cheek.


I groaned. "I feel like I'm on the set of a porn show. Can we please discuss something that matters, like, I don't know... the mission!"


She sauntered back to the table swaying her hips. Going back to her original position.


"Red heads right. Is this it for the team?" She said.


"I think so." Adam said.


Just then, a loud horn echoed down the street and a rainbow hippie fan zoomed around the parking lot. A black car was trailing behind, fast. Gun shots broke the air as one one the drivers from the black car shot from outside the window. Two shots hit the hippie van but he kept driving. It was the most bizzar thing, these two cars just kept driving and shooting at one another and none of us moved. Until the multi coloured car pulled down the window and threw something out of it. As soon as the object hit the black car it burst into flames. The car flipped upside down and skidded down the parking lot. No one could have survived that. The hippie van stopped and wound up the window. The stranger parked the car and a black boot stepped out if the van.


James whistled. "Sorry Ash, this guy beats your entrance."


"Hmph" She kicked the ground.


Wearing a leather jacket and comat boots the 6'2 man walked leisurely up to the table holding his gun in his hand.


None of the team moved to attack, knowing he wasn't a threat.


When he got to the table, he took off his glasses. He was good looking to say the least. Black hair slicked back. And brown eyes framed with long lashes.


We all just stared waiting for this mysterious guy to say something, anything. This guy was the definition of cool.


He looked at us for a moment, then focused on Ashley analysising her.
"Omfg!" He shrieked in a high pitch voice
"Girl I love those boots."


I swear his voice was higher than mine.


"Hey boys." He winked. The boys looked away awkwardly.


"Are you kidding me, are you gay?" Ashley chuckled a little.


"Straight as the highway bitches!" He clapped and laughed loudly.


I was not expecting this. The fact that he made James uncomfortable made me instantly love him.


"So y'all ma team." He said putting his hands on his hips.


"Yup, who are you?" I spoke up from the bench.


"Honey I love your hair. And my name is Ethan Hunt. But because you guys are basically my fam now, you can call me E. I'm 18 and I work in devision 11 of sector A. Nice to meet you all. Your all so cute. Especially you brown eyes." He said winking at Adam.
"We need to change our look thought tbh. We look like we came back from a funeral."


"Tell me about it!" Ashley said walking up to him and hugging him.


"Ohh your from the place where they made crumpets, I like that." He said accepting the hug.


"Britain and thank you. I like you also, you'll fit right in."


"So ah hate interrupt this quality bonding time. But what the hell just happened in the parking lot."


"Oh shit yeah, so yeah that's a long story."
Ethan said turning back at the car on fire. Adam asked.


"Yup I can see why your all confused, yeah its in flames hmmm." E mumbled.


"Not really supposed to say anything about that. Just had to cut off some loose threads. Just forget you saw that." He said smirking at Adam.


"Well now that were all together, whats the plan."


"Oh yo, I have this folder letting you guys know what to do. " Ethan pulled out a crumpled envelope and put it on the table.


Ashley grabbed it before me which I wasn't too happy about. She opened it and scanned the letter.


"It says we have to meet in room 12, level 6 of S.S.A. At 2230. Where's that?"


I snatched the letter from her manicured claws.
"That's the agency, idiot and I come from."


"I suppose that's where we'll discuss the details of the mission."


"Guess so." Adam said.


"Babe why are you listening to music?" Ethan asked.


"Irrelevant." I said frustrated waving him off.


"Well I should go." Adam said.


"Um not before we take a selfie." E said in a 'duh' tone.


"Why would we do that." James asked.


"James honey, we are litterally squad goals. I mean look at us. We're all insanely attractive and on fleek as hell with us all wearing black."


"I agree." Ashley spoke up, getting up and pushing her cleverage up.


"Yeah sure why not." Adam shrugged and walked over to Ethan. Ethan dug through his pockets only to bring out a hello kitty selfie stick completely bejewelled from top to bottom.


James soon followed muttering something how good his hair looked today.


I watched in horror as my new undercover, governement run proffesional, trained assassin spys get in position to take a "selfie." What was that? Judging by the camera I'd say it's a type of photo technique.


Ashley got dowo the floor in the splits with a pout on her lips and Adam got on the back of Ethan. James stood next to them with his arm around Adam. When they were all in position, they paused and looked at me still sitting on the bench.


"Why is your perky ass over there hun, come over here."


"Um I'll pass, can I take the photo maybe."


"That defeats the purpose of a selfie stick, come on, take a photo with us!" Ashley yelled.
The team kept yelling at me to come over, so I gave up and stomped over to where Adam was. James swiftly took my arm and led me over so I was next to him. I was not happy, this was so unprofessional.


"Okay really fam" E yelled. So much for undercover. James wrapped his fat arm around my shoulders. I frowned and looked at the camera with a straight face.


"One, two-"


Just before three, James leaned down and placed his lips on my cheek. I could feel the way his soft but hard lips parted and latched onto my face. My face and eyes went wide in shock.


"Three!" He took the photo, but the damage was already done. I turned to a smirking James and punched him in the shoulder, hard.


"Not cool!" My cheeks I said slapping my flaming red cheeks. 25% embarrassment and 75% anger.


"So worth it." James said rubbing his shoulder and laughing.


"Oi dude send that photo to me." James said to E.


"Yup, make sure you like it on insta guys."


"I will!" Ashley got up from the ground and kissed E on the cheek. We all said goodbye to each other. James and I sat on the bench, with the sun no longer up. We had been here for a while.


Silence filled the once exciting air.


"So that's our team." I said.


"Seems so. Could be worse." James said shrugging his shoulders.


"Could it?"
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