I took a deep breath, easing my nerves slightly.

Breathing in, I slip on my solid red dress. It hugs my curves, yet it’s easy to move in. The gala is a fancier occasion, so I have to look like I fit it. The sound of the black latex gloves smack against my skin.

No fingerprints will be left behind, no evidence. As I grab my small bag of items to help aid me in my mission, I look in the mirror for any last fixes. Tucking the loose strands of hair out of my face, and I open the door and walk out.

I make my way to the gala. My mission is to swap the data codes, and avoid any other spy’s, simple enough. Just don’t get caught basically. That’s a piece of cake, I’ve done this line of work for over 7 years. I’ve got this.

I’m under the cover of night, and I fit in with the crowd. My outfit isn’t over the top, yet I don’t look real simple. A perfect blend of fitting in the crowd.

I smile as I, slowly make my way to the security room. Guarding the security room stand 2 security guards. They look easy to get rid of.

I take a breath, suck in my stomach and stick out my chest. I sway my hips as I walk tword the two guards. They go goo-goo eyes in response as I lead them into another room, just to knock them out with a quick blow to the neck.

I drag their unconscious bodies into a nearby closet. Hiding them out of sight. Then I quickly make my way back to the security room. Unlocking the door with the key I stole out of one of the security guards pockets. With a click of the door, it was unlocked.

I quickly make my way inside the room as it revealed a space filled with screens and monitors with security camera footage all in motion. “Shit, if they were to replay they could see me knock out the guards.”

I hastily delete any footage that would prove my existence, and switch the codes to the presentation the host of the gala planned to present later on. Changing the data, with the provided USB. 5 minutes pass and the old data is erased and the new is placed.

I completed my mission. Everything was set into place, all that was left was for me to get the hell outta there. I take the USB with the old data and shove it into my purse pocket. Slipping out the door I quickly head back into the main room.

Turning a corner, I’m met with a tall, pale skinned man with oak brown hair and sun kissed freckles sprinkled across his cheeks. His ruby red eyes met with my blue ones. I give a quick smile and begin to walk past him before he blocks my way.

Responding with a puzzled and frustrated look, he leans down to my levle. Nose to nose, he whispers, “Hello Mrs.Abigail, fancy meeting you out here instead of the main room.” He smirks, eyes plastered onto mine.

I give a nervous chuckle. Fixing my posture, I reply, “Uh yes, I was looking for the ladies room.”

He looks back at me, suspense taking the high note.

“May I ask how you know my name?”

He smiles, showing his snow white teeth. “We’re from common backgrounds, you and I. Im somewhat surprised you don’t know my name.” His piercing red eyes stab a hole through me.

“Im sorry I don’t. But if you’ll excuse me, I have to return to the main room.” This time I shove my way past him in a rush to leave this manner.

He watches me as I leave, his expression matching to a sad puppy that was told no to a walk.

I giggle slightly, a small show of red spread among my cheeks.

I leave the manner quickly. Succeeding in my mission. Wondering when the next time I’ll run into the boy with piercing red eyes.