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Started December 23, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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(Haha isn't it a great name lol?)

With a sigh, Arsen stood. He would go try to find his partner, but frankly, he didn't care. He was hungry, and he needed popcorn.

(It really is)

Alexa stood up from her seat. The first thing she would try to do was make contact with Arsen and then go to the principle telling him he had made a horrible mistake. She took a breath and disapeared and began making her way towards where she saw Arsen. She only had one first meeting and she was not messing it up.

Arsen had made his way through the chattering crowd to the doors, and he stopped there, scanning the crowd.

Alexa made herself reappear behind a pillar before she kept walking to where Arden was. It was always easier to move unseen than to be one with the crowd she walked up to and put her hands into her pockets, "You Arsen Silversen?"

As he waited for his best friends, Arsen was slightly startled to see a short young woman appear before him. Must be a Lowslum, he thought with disgust. When she asked his name, he shrugged. "'Course I am. Who else would I be? Some stupid Lowslum?"

Alexa felt her blood start to boil. This was going to be difficult especially if this was how it was going to be. However she attempted to remain civil, "No, you're not. I'm Alexa Law. Your partner for the assingment."

"You?" He sneered. He didn't want to have to work with some dumb lowlife. "I'm stuck with you?"

(Sorry 'bout him lol)

(Oh no I was expecting a reaction lile this.)

Alexa felt her teeth start to grind together. She reached up and brushed her bangs out of her face so she could stare him down properly, "Yes. Me. Though it's more like I'm stuck draggin' your high Arse around than you being stuck with me."

And there went civil Alexa.

(Well, it's not my best writing of him… he's usually more calm and cool and in control…)

"Dragging me into the mud with your ugly lowborn status. Honestly, how did you get into this school? Bat your eyelashes and try to look pretty?"

(Yeah… It's fine though)

Alexa had to restrain herself from punching him which she so badly wanted to do at this point, "By working my ass off! Something you probably don't know about being such a high class and all."

(Oh, sorry! I guess my phone didn't proccess my reply back! Sorry 'bout that!)

"Nope. I'm naturally smart." He winked at her, then started to turn. "Well, I'm off. Nice talk, or whatever."

Alexa half growled as he walked away. That little peice of- She took a deep breath and cut herself off. Getting angry would do no good, she needed to stay calm and just get this over with. She went invisible once more and stormed away.

(Sorry this took so long!)

The car the two of them were supposed to ride in was small and clean. It didn't appear too noticable, but it was in good condition. There were only fice seats in it, and there was going to be a driver, so in order to avoid Alexa, Arsen sat in the front. He got less space, but at least he didn't have to look at her.

Before all of their stuff had been loaded into the trunk of the car, Arsen had been handed a thick envelope, full of paper. He had taken one look at it and snorted. It was the mission information, including where they would be going. The System didn't want them knowing anything, so that they can't prepare ahead of time, and have to rely on their wits and whatever they deemed necesary to pack. He would read it in the car, and give it to his… partner later.

As he sat in the front, waiting for her so that they could leave, he carefully pulled the first packet of papers out. The first read:

Mission: Infiltrate the party of Draven Wolfe and Marcus Clint, owners of Wolfe Incorporated, and blow up the place after getting the representitives of the two out, plus any innocents. There have been information of spies around in there, and we cannot lose our best suppliers. Do not kill anyone who does not have anything to do with the fight.
Time Span: 2 weeks
Monitered By: Cordelia Watson

Every year, on the third of January, the two host a Christmas party. This year, it is at the Rockefeller Center, and we have learned that there will be some of their former workers, who are out to kill them because of their business and riches.

There were two pictures below that, of two men in their mid-twenties.

The first move will be to get to New York. There has been a flight arranged, on the Higher Airlines. Tickets are inside. Rooms in the Plaza Hotel have been reserved for you, rooms 310 and 311. Simply say that F. Jackson reserved some rooms for you, and you will be led there right away. The staff know not to ask any questions.

You will go as Aria and Norcan Joney, a newly married couple. The invitation to the Gala we managed to get, but tread carefully. The Wolfes have some very well-minted spies. You will be there on a business trip, from Luna International, and want to sell some things to the famous Wolfe boys. They have caught your attention, and you want them to approve of some of your merchandice.

The information about their profiles was the next page, as well as how to act and the right questions to ask and all about their "jobs."

Arsen glared at the paper. No way was he pretending to be her husband! He wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Alexa had packed everything she thought she would need including the nicest clothes she owned. Which to Arsen were probably more like rags, Alexa had that thought and wrinkled her nose in disgust. She had arrived at the car plenty early and had been waiting for Arsen to come and sit as well. When he arrived, he then chose to sit in the front seat with the driver than next to her. God she was going to get fed up with him sooner than later. Once she thought he was well into the papers she appeared and leaned forward, "Ready to go, rich boy?"

He rolled his eyes. "Once you get out of the car, honey." He haphazardly jammed the assignment papers into the envelope, crumpling them slightly, and tossed them back to her. "Mission details."

"Which I'm not going to," Alexa caught the envelope with ease though she noticed how he had crumpled them. She took a deep breath controlling her anger. She opened up the folder and started reading through the files and got to the part where it mentioned they were newly eds. She looked at Arsen and then back to the papers, "Oh hell no. This is not going to work how they want it to."

"Want to be cousins instead? Oh, wait, we can't. I hate it even more than you do, but we can't change anything."

"Trust me I know you do," Alexa responded with a slight snark as she looked at him, "But we don't have a choice, now do we? So suck it up buttercup."

"Little hard, when I'm not a flower." He glanced out the window, innerly groaning one long, continuous groan. Why was he stuck with her, of all people?

"Yes, if you were a flower this would be much easier," Alexa muttered to herself as she leaned back in her seat. She knew damn well she needed to be civil about this whole thing, but it was too hard when he kept acting like an arse.