Aaron Wilson, Superspy Extrodinare, Elle Marie Calhoun [book series for 10 year olds .TXT] 📗

Amelia now knew for sure who she was. “I’m Aaron Joyce Wilson. Now, take me to my training.” she said rising up from the table.

“Aaron, first of all, we need to take you to where you live.” Agent Carter said. “I’ll have to leave my family won’t I?” Aaron said. “Only if you want to.”, “I have an idea, Carter. An idea where she wouldn’t have to leave her family or friends.” Agent Price said. “Please explain Agent.” James said. “She’ll be undercover. Nobody has to know that she is an agent or have to leave.” Garrett replied. “So, let me get this straight. I will be undercover and not allowed to tell anyone that I’m really Aaron Wilson?” “Correct.” “Well, alright. I can live with that. Let’s get me set up boys.”

“Kent, we’d like you to meet somebody. This is Aaron Wilson.”, James said when we walked into a training room. “Aaron Wilson? The Aaron Wilson, the one that went missing?” Kent said. Kent had a height of about 6 ft, short brown shaggy hair, bright green eyes, and a muscular body. “What am I? Famous?” Aaron thought to herself. “That’s me. Nice to meet you.” Aaron said, extending her hand. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it. “The pleasure is all mine.” he smiled with a big grin. Aaron began to blush and released her hand. “Anyways, Aaron, Kent here is going to help you with your training every day.” Garrett said, turning to Aaron. “I guess I’ll see you around then?” Kent said. “Maybe.”, she said smiling as she walked off.

“So what now?” Aaron asked. “We need to pick out your weapons.” Garrett replied. “Yay, weapons.” Aaron says sarcastically and begins to laugh. “Aaron!” James said. “Sorry.”, Aaron retorted.

They gave her many weapons that are easy to hide and things that can be used as defense. Grenades, guns, poisons, etc… Right then, Aaron’s phone rang, she picked it up immediately. “Hello?” Aaron said into the phone. “Amelia, where have you been? I haven’t seen you since this morning when you left for work. Where are you?” she heard her mother say.”Mom, I just went out with some friends. I forgot to tell you.” “Well… Just be home soon.” “Okay.”, she hung up then. “You’re mom worried about you?” James said to her. She nodded her head. “We should show you your room then.” “I’m still getting a room when I’m undercover?” “Of course. You’re an agent and whenever you graduate, you can stay here.” Garrett said solemnly. “I would like that, especially because this was once my home. I belong here.” “Just follow me.”

“Wow, it’s huge. And this room is all mine?” Aaron said, looking at the huge room with blue walls, wood floors, exercise equipment and a couch. “Sure is, do you like it?” Garrett said. “I love it, it’s amazing.” She began to walk to the bedroom, the bed was crimson and the walls were brown. She then walked to the bathroom, it was very large. She had never seen a bathroom that large. The walls were a rose pink, the floor was a tan tile, and the mirror and sink were close to a yard long. “I guess I should head home.” “I suppose so. We will see you right after school?” “I’ll have to quit my job, but it’ll be worth it.”“Goodbye, Miss Wilson.” “Goodbye, Agent Price.”

Aaron went to bed that night with struggle. Her memories began to haunt her mind. She tossed and turned all night and around 3 a.m. woke with a scream. She never fell completely back to sleep that night. Her heart raced steadily full of fearful memories and terror.

“I’m ready to start my training.” Aaron said storming into the room. Agent Price stared at her with wide eyes, a large grin starting to form on his face. “I’m glad to hear it. Let’s get you to the weapons room with Kent so he’ll help you.” he said. He walked me to the weapons room where Kent stood there in a cut-off tee that showed his biceps off. My heart was beating fast when I walked toward him and I realized that Garrett had left me alone with Kent. That sneaky man, I had no idea he had left. “Oh, Aaron, I didn’t even hear you come in.”, he said, turning to face me, his green eyes focused on me. “Yeah, I guess I’m just sneaky like that.” “Well you are pretty silent whenever you walk, no wonder you’re a secret agent. “I suppose that is true.” “We should probably start your training.” He went over to the left wall and grabbed a simple handgun, held it steady in two hands and fired. The bullet flew and hit the middle of the target. Aaron stood there, clearly impressed by the shot. “You think you can handle that?” he says. “I can try.” Aaron grabs the gun in both hands, feeling the weight in her hands. “C’mon give it a shot.” Aaron curled her fingers around the gun, her index finger finding the trigger. She pulls it and it flies, the bullet hitting outside the bull’s eye. “Not bad for someone who’s been out of practice for about 14 years. But let me help you, if you hold it a certain way, you can hit the middle every time.” He walked toward her and Aaron could feel the warmth of his body behind her as he brought his arms around, his hands cupping hers around the gun. She took a deep breath and he shot the bullet, it hitting the middle of the target. She lets out the breath as he moves his arms from around her. “Um, great lesson.” He says, running his hand through his hair. He still stood close to Aaron, only a few feet away. “I...I should go.” She says, running off.

        Aaron sat down into one of the couches in her room, twirling a long-blade dagger in her hands.

“If you’re here to lecture me over knife safety, better just leave while you’re ahead.”Aaron says, as she hears the door open, still staring at the dagger in her hands. “No worries, it’s just me.” Kent said. Aaron immediately looked up then, her eyes starting to soften. “Oh it’s you, what are you doing in here?” "Well you took off pretty quick. I wanted to make sure you were alright.” “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just my memories are starting to come back slowly and they’re kind of scary.” He walked over and sat down next to her on the couch. “I’m sorry about that, Aaron. How about we do something tonight to get your mind off of it all.” She looked at him then and spoke, “Do you mean like a date?” “Um no. Just as friends you know.” “Well sounds fun to me.” She laughed then and he smiled, his white teeth showing. “Okay well I’ll meet you outside the building around 7.” He grabbed the knife out of her hands and swung it at the dart board hitting the bull’s-eye. “Tomorrow, knives. All about concentration and luck. I’ll see you tonight.” He said, looking at Aaron. He walked out of the room as Aaron stared at the dartboard, in unbelief. She walked to the dartboard and yanked the knife out. The knife had left a clean nick in the board. “How did he…” she thought to herself.

Aaron decided to just wear a pair of ripped blue jeans and a dark blue tank top with her black hi-tops. She left the room after getting dressed (she had brought some of my clothes to the facility), and went to go meet Kent. She walked out of the building and began to wait. It was 6:30 p.m.; she was early. While she waits, she decides to call Cammie, who she hadn’t spoke to since that day she found the facility. “Hmm… I wonder how she is, she hasn’t spoke to me much at school.” Aaron thinks to herself. She starts to dial Cammie’s number and it begins to ring. After seven rings, she picks up and Aaron hears her solemn tone on the phone, “Amelia? I haven’t heard for you in a long while? How are you?” “I’m good, what about you?” Aaron says into the phone. She hears the door beside her open suddenly and Kent walks through it. He looks at Aaron and speaks, “Hey so are you ready?” She was taken aback for a second, he had his hair cut short which suited him perfectly, and he wore blue jeans and a muscle shirt that showed his muscles which almost made her melt. He looked great, more than great, amazing; casually amazing. She finally snapped back to reality and replied, “Um yeah, definitely.” She suddenly hears Cammie’s voice in my ear, “Amelia, who is that?” She spoke into the phone then, “Um Cammie, I gotta go.” She hung up the phone and walked toward Kent who was waiting patiently. “Shall we?” Aaron says to him. “We shall.” He says, smiling at her. As they begin to walk, she starts to smile as well.

“Whoa, is this a Pontiac Firebird Trans Am? How do you have one of these? They’re antiques; haven’t seen one in years.” Aaron says approaching Kent’s car. “It was a gift actually, I keep it hidden away most of the time, keeping it low-key.” Kent says. “Well it’s amazing.” “Heh, thanks.” He starts to drive then, exiting the building, with such swiftness, you would never know we had been there. “So I hear you’ve decided to go undercover at your school, excited about that?” Kent asks. “Well, it is my first undercover work, so I’m a bit nervous. I don’t want to mess this up and get caught.” “Well you will have more training before any big missions and they’ll tell you everything you need to know and give you everything you’ll need. Before they even have you going undercover, you’ll need more training to be as sneaky and careful as you can be, because we definitely don’t want you getting caught. But listen, no worries, I believe you; you can do this. But hey, we’re supposed to be having fun getting away so let’s agree not to talk about it anymore for the rest of the night, alright?” “Alright.” Aaron says, smiling at him. He smiles back as they continue to drive.

Publication Date: 01-08-2014

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