The Spy's Inheritance

School has hardly started and already the lessons are d-r-a-g-g-i-n-g along, especially French. I have nothing against Mr Braxton honestly it's just the way he talks makes me want to sleep. Luckily for me, my dad had me taking French since I was 3 years-old.  "Miss Johnson, will you please concentrate?" He asks in French. His question bringing me back from my beach paradise in my mind to the hell hole known as school. The kids burst out laughing and I flush. "Yes sir, sorry sir." I say quickly and fluently in the same language. "Show off." A girl whispers loud enough for everyone to hear, well excluding Mr Braxton of course since teachers don't hear anything.  I knew with a certainty that she belonged to the cool kids crowd or the group I referred to as the dolls' since they're perfect Kens and Barbies. The group I had belonged to until I stood up for the kids that they were bullying. Since then I have been on my own working in the library, my safe haven.  Mr Braxton had just started an example on how to do another set of concords when there's a sudden knock on the door. There's a sudden change to the atmosphere. Everyone is awake and talking clearly happy about the interruption.  A woman's voice says something about a new student and then I hear it or should I say him. A deep but not too deep voice says something and then the voice gets a face. A tanned guy with auburn hair and hazel eyes walk in. For a few short seconds there's silence then all you hear is girls' excited whispers. I roll my eyes and look down at the worksheet. That's when I hear Mr Braxton saying he could have the seat beside me. I look up and sure enough he is walking over to the seat. He flashes me a bright smile. "May I sit here?" "Didn't Mr Braxton say that's where you are supposed to sit?" He looks taken aback by my snippiness but I don't care. "Right. Sorry then." The girl in front turns around and rolls her eyes at me before turning her attention to him. "Don't mind her. She is the defect around here. The other girls here will be more than willing to be your new friend." The words she utters stings me but I ignore the sudden pain and start the worksheet. He doesn't utter one word further during the whole period. When the bell suddenly rings I grab my things running for the door, of course luck wouldn't be on my side. Owen one of the cool kids slips his foot in front of my feet before I can react. I tumble to the ground my things scattering around.  "Better watch it next time, Defect." I gather up my things as everyone laughs. At least Ben wasn't in French had he been, he'd toss and kick my books around. Ben is Owen's best friend and yes he too is a Ken.  I walk to my locker and take out my other homework books and put them in my backpack. I take out my reading book and walk carefully to my car reading along the way. As I open my car door it bumps into someone. I find myself praying it would be the new kid but luck isn't on my side. "Ow!" A high pitched voice shrieks. Oh s**t! That voice. Of all the people, it had to be her. "I should have know it would be you!" "I'm so sorry Samantha. It was an accident. I swear." "It's always an accident with you, Clutts!" Samantha tries to grab my book but I side step her spontaneously. "Oh, you're gonna regret that." She warns acid seeping onto every word. I jump into my car and lock the doors. I switch the ignition on and then I floor it. Driving out of the parking lot as if the devil himself is chasing me.  It isn't until I reach my street that I calm down and break into silent tears. I quickly pull into the garage before going into the mansion I share with my dad. The place was a void. Everything was painted battleship grey my dad's favourite colour. There was only furniture and a painting. The painting was of a welting rose in tones of white, black and grey. There are no family pictures because my dad believes that our family died the same day my mom did.  I switch my phone on to discover a missed call from my dad and a message, "Christina, I'm sorry to inform you that I'll be late for supper. I have a meeting and I'll get Selene to get me supper."  I sigh and head upstairs to my bedroom. My room is the only room that isn't battleship grey also only because I painted it blue and purple behind my dad's back. I had painted it after returning from my aunt during school holidays. My aunt had allowed me to paint my room by her house so I thought my dad would be fine with it if I did the same at home. Sadly I was badly mistaken. My dad had, had a fit and banned me from going to my aunt ever again. It happened a while ago and I haven't once gone against my dad's will.  I plugged my headphones into my phone and played my Shawn Mendes playlist, I sat down and started the pile of homework...  I finished all my work by seven and then headed down to the kitchen to make myself dinner. Although my dad had money to spare he didn't waste it on a chef. We have a cleaner by the name of Maria but she only comes in once a week. So the rest of the time, I'm all alone in the mansion except for when my dad graces me with his presence. As I wait for my two minute noodles, I login to f******k.  It's then that I notice it. A comment from one of my friends that had betrayed me. "Defect, you should totally check out this link." I take one look and every fibre in my body says not to look but just like Pandora, my curiosity got the better of me.  The link was to a f******k page that someone had created purely to bully me online. There were videos and photos posted by different people. Some of the names I recognised and others I had never heard of. I threw my phone down and crumpled to the ground. What did I ever do to them to deserve this?