Welcome, darlings, potatoes, and aliens. IN SOME PLACES OF THE WORLD IT’S THE SAME DAY. Okay, sorry, I had it all written up last night but was unable to publish it so, yes, it’s late but we’ll ignore that. This story might be better then the last but
Previously on Writing Prompts with Chloë: “Welcome, darling,” the Director waves me over, pointing at a seat. “Glad you could join us.”
Word count goal: 300
GO!!
“Have you ever heard of this agent before?” Director hands me an overflowing manila folder seconds after I sit down in a chair opposite of her and the boy.
I take the folder in my hand and open it. I guess I’m not getting fired after all. Which means…I’m getting an assignment!
My eyes scan the page eagerly. Attached to the top left corner via paper clip is a picture of a girl, maybe mid-twenties. I can’t quite place where I’ve seen her before. That is until I see the name printed right next to the picture.
Josephine Schwartz.
The girl that died in a sudden car accident 5 years back. Press (and the agency) was only interested because there was no apparent cause of her death. She had a clean slate when it came to tickets and breaking laws. She aced her driver’s test. The day was a slightly overcast summer day. (And she was an agent, and agent deaths are always a big point of interest here in the agency). There was no reason for her to crash. So why did she?
I’ve heard the rumors. That she was assassinated. But if that was true, whoever did it was sure to clear off all fingerprints, because even the agency hasn’t tracked them down, and it’s been 5 years.
I look up to meet the Director’s waiting eyes and the boy’s impatient ones.
“Yeah, I’ve heard of her.” I pause, look at the boy. “Who are you?”
“Oh, where are my manners?” the Director fumbles for words, preparing to introduce me and the boy when he sits forward and addresses me head-on.
“Henry.” he has a slight English accent, I note. “My name is Henry.”
He’s obviously mad for reasons I can’t find, but I ignore that and hold out my hand.
“Andie. Pleased to meet you.”
He looks at me for a long second. I realize now that his eyes are a russet brown, and they bore into me, drilling holes deeper than any blue or green eyes ever could. Who is this boy?
Instead of shaking my hand, he supplies me with another piece of information.
“I’m the new agent here.”
Great.
Dropping my hand, I look back down at the folder on my lap. Right.
“So, Josephine.” I look back at the Director, who is watching Henry.
“Yes, Josephine. What have you heard about her?”
“That she died 5 years back. No one knows why. I’ve heard that she might’ve been assassinated.”
“Wel, then,” Henry looks smug. “Someone’s 5 years late on the uptake.”
Word count: 429 (man! so happy!)
Oof. Okay, done. What’d y’all think. I know it’s bad. I didn’t bother rereading it to edit it, so sorry. But hey, only 5 premium Grammarly problems. That’s good.
So how are y’all? Comment if you feel like it.
Book recommendation: Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli. Don’t read if you’re homophobic. BUT OMG THAT BOOK WAS SO GOOD. I am now a total fan of Becky Albertalli because the way she writes is so true to a teenager’s life (even though I’m not even a teenager yet) and I love her characters. If you liked Simon vs The Homo Sapiens Agenda, then I 100% recommend the sequel, Leah on the Offbeat, because OH MY GOD. Sorry, I’m having a Janice moment. But either way, if you read either book, tell me what you think!
Thanks!
xxchloë
Link to prompt: https://www.pinterest.de/pin/644296290417654752/