Iɴ ᴛʜᴇ Fᴜɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ FBI Hᴇᴀᴅϙᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ

Jacob stood outside the headmaster's office eating out of a chips packet. He must have looked like a complete weirdo since there were three girls just staring at him.

Two of the girls seemed to be trying to get the third one to talk to him. They weren't very far away so he could hear everything, which made it awkward. For him, at least.

For a minute he was actually glad Alexa had an attitude. Cause if she was anything like those girls, he couldn't have survived a day in the same house. Just when the girl finally got her courage, the door to the headmaster's office opened.

Alexa walked straight out of it, not bothering to acknowledge him. He walked beside her. He noticed that the girl was walking back to her friends, swearing.

         "Why does trouble follow you around like a little puppy that you fed a biscuit?" He asked Alexa. She shrugged.

         "I was just me." She replied.

         "Fair enough. I guess I should be happy that there aren't any cops around. The last thing we need is for you to get arrested."

         "What makes you think I did something illegal?" She stopped and turned to look at him with her arms crossed.

         "Cause you're Alexa. Or whatever your name is...Vixen." He replied. Her face gave no form of expression. It was so blank, he actually for a second believed that his information may not have been right.

She turned around and continued to walk. "Well. Not bad. You might be useful after all."

He shrugged.

         "I mean not all of us have a way of getting out of prison. Or should I say get-out-of-jail card." She said her eyes glinting with amusement.

He looked straight ahead avoiding her eyes. She had more training than he did so he wasn't that great at having a poker face. Better than the rest of the world perhaps, but not enough that she couldn't read.

         "Okay. So clearly we have a lot to talk about. And some trust to gain." He said.

         "Mhm." She said.

         "And I need to figure out where Ryder's loyalties lie." He went on.

         "I think we know the answer to that question." She muttered as the guy from earlier in the infirmary ran towards us.

         "How'd it go?" He asked her.

         "Detention." She replied.

         "Ah, that's too bad." He commented pushing his hands into his pant pockets. He rocked back and forth on his heels. "You know I could...uh...get into trouble...so we can get detained together." 

         "You know that might have been the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me," Alexa replied.

He chuckled. Jacob cleared his throat.

         "Right. Hey, I'm Stephen." He held his hand out for a handshake.

         "Jason. Alexa's brother." He replied shaking his hand. "You guys a thing?"

         "Haha no." He replied.

         "Not yet." Alexa flirted.

         "O-kay," Jacob said. "Well, I have to go. I have basketball practice today anyway, so I will be here. Text me when you're leaving."

Jacob turned around and left. He could hear Alexa laugh at something Stephen seemed to be saying. He didn't understand why she was flirting with this guy, but if she had a plan, he wasn't going to question it.

That is of course only if it is a plan.

***

Jacob dried his face with a towel. Basketball practice went as well as he thought it could. Chase was nowhere to be seen. He opened his locker and grabbed his water bottle.

         "Look who's here fellas. C'est le fameux joueur. Le Jason Black." Chad, the previous vice-captain walked inside the boy's locker room with his team.

         "Chad." Jacob acknowledged. Jacob saw a fist headed towards his face. It took every cell in his body for him to not block it.

The fist hit him right in the jaw. The metallic taste of blood filling his mouth as he dropped down hitting the lockers.

The guys crowded around him. Chad crouched down.

         "Messed with the wrong person buddy," Chad whispered. He got up and turned to his cronies. "Enjoy."

Jacob felt kicks from all directions. He pulled himself closer, trying to make him as small as possible. From the corner of his eye, he saw Stephen, wide-eyed near the door. He quickly ran out.

Just get up and fucking punch the lights out of their eyes already. A voice said in his head. It sounded way too much like Alexa.

The guys stopped kicking as two of them pulled him up and pushed him against the locker. He opened his eyes to see the third holding a mop in his hand.

Fuck no. Jacob could feel his blood begin to boil. There was a level to staying undercover. Plus Alexa didn't give two shits about using her training.

One of the guys pulled his belt out. Jacob calmed himself down and glared at Chad. He fisted his palms, ready to strike. Just then the door banged open.

Alexa looked like she was going to tear the building apart with her bare hands.

         "All of you motherfuckers are dead." She cursed. Her fist was so tightly held, Jacob wouldn't have been surprised if it bled.

The two holding him to the locker dropped him and ran towards the door. Alexa began to follow them but Jacob called her.

He slowly shook his head as she turned to him. If anything it seemed to make her ten times mad. But Jacob knew it wouldn't do any good going after them at that time. She already had detention. He didn't want her getting suspended. Or worse.

Chad had backed into a corner. Alexa walked up to him and said something he couldn't hear. Then she knocked him out with one punch.

Stephen helped him stand up. He placed an arm around him.

         "I got this," Alexa told him. "Just go let Christina know he's fine."

Stephen nodded as he handed my arm over Alexa's shoulder. Once he left, Jacob stood up straight. He had once gotten two bullet shots in his right leg and still managed to stay on his feet. This was nothing.

Jacob realised Alexa was glaring at him.

         "What?" He asked.

         "Were you going to just play weak till they finished with you or were you ever planning on killing them?" She replied back angrily.

         "We can't have both the Blacks getting in trouble on the same day." He reasoned.

         "Oh. Okay. Yeah. That makes total sense." Alexa said sarcastically, crossing her arms across her chest.

         "So if it was me instead of you, I should have just let them do whatever they wanted?" She snapped.

         "You know it's not the same." He said.

         "Yeah? Why not? Cause you're a guy and I'm a girl?"

         "No, cause if you didn't stop them, then I would have their deaths on my hands." He replied before walking out of the room.

She quickly caught up with him. "And what makes you think I'm going to leave them alive?"

         "Just hoping you won't do anything stupid." He whispered.

         "I'm not taking orders from you." She snapped back and walked away.

Jacob sighed. He didn't understand why she gave two fucks. She knew him for about half a day.

         "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?" He heard yelling further down the corridor. Jacob ran towards it. Alexa was standing in front of Chase, her arms crossed to control her fists. Luckily, everybody else had already left so the corridor was empty.

         "What do you want?" Chase asked, looking bored.

         "What do I want?" Alexa said through gritted teeth. "You're the son of a bitch who just sent his team to beat the fuck out of my brother in the locker room. And to answer your question, I want your dead body in my hands."

Jacob had heard enough. He walked up to them and began to pull Alexa away from Chase.

         "I didn't send anyone!" Chase argued grabbing a hold on Alexa's other hand. Alexa was stuck in between them, one hand with Jacob and the other with Chase.

         "Yeah? Then why was Chad mentioning something about being paid to do it?" Alexa spit back. Jacob had no idea what she was saying. Apparently, even Chase didn't, or he was just a really good actor.

         "I have no idea what you are talking about, but I would never do that." He said pointing towards Jacob.

         "Like you didn't slap that girl in the cafeteria?" Alexa pulled both her hands away crossing her arms again.

         "You don't know what that was about." He growled.

         "And I don't fucking care. If you could slap someone like that without a second thought, then I wouldn't expect any better from you."

         "Believe what you will. But I didn't do it." Chase said picking his books from the locker. He turned to Jacob. "Jason, man, I'm sorry about what happened. I'll talk to Chad - make sure he doesn't do something stupid like this again."

He turned around and walked away.

Alexa turned to him. "I found a way to get Jonathan in the same place as us."

Jacob raised his eyebrow. "I'm going to kill Chase, and then we'll see him either in the funeral or at FBI headquarters." She said matter-of-factly.

Jacob laughed. And then realised that she wasn't kidding.

         "Come on. You're going to kill him because one of his friends hit me?" Jacob asked. "Let's go home."

         "You go ahead. I'll come." Alexa said.

         "Ha. Ha. No." Jacob replied draping an arm around her shoulder. "I'm not leaving you alone right now. And as sweet as that sounds, it's more for the health of others around you than about you."

She glared at me but didn't argue. "You're right." Jacob was surprised at the fact that she agreed. Almost as if she wasn't herself at that moment.

Jacob nodded as they walked towards their classy black drive.

         "Can I drive?" Jacob asked.

         "No." And there she is.

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9-1-19
A/N- Tada! Yes, I know I said I wouldn't update, but I really love this book and I can't help myself. Plus, I'm screwed for the exam anyway. So hurrah!
Anyway, I hope you liked it.
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