Katrina
Hello!
Rebecca slumped her hand on alarm clock, stopping the annoying beeping that woke her up from slumber. Soft groan escaped her lips as woman turned on other side's and pulled covers over her head. Soft rays of sun shined through half closed blinds causing some of the bright light to fall on her face. Slowly she forced her eyes open only to be blinded by bright sunlight, after blinking few times her eyes adjusted and she could see her quite messy room clearly, clothes from yesterday still lied on laminate floor besides her bed. As another unsatisfied groan left her lips woman slowly pushed her stiff body up, her moves were groggy as she stretched her tired muscles and yawned. Unwillingly she pushed the warm blanked off of her and stood up. After a short walk she reached the bathroom, still half asleep Rebecca found the sink and washed her face with cold, almost freezing water. It refreshed her immediately. She sighed while looking up at mirror, her long, red hair were messy, sticking up at places and her face was even more messed up since she forgo to wash off the make up from yesterday, but in her opinion she still looked good. With a small shrug Rebecca turned her back on mirror and stripped out from clothes. She stepped into shower and let warm water run across her skin. Some time later she was done showering and walked out from bathroom. Rebecca's green eyes widened when she saw the time.
"God damn it!" Woman yelled while quickly gathering her clothes and pulling them on. Her sense of style was quite simple, she wasn't one of those women who would bother to look nice for someone else. Rebecca stole one last glance in mirror before grabbing car keys and rushing out from the apartment. She was wearing simple black jeans that fitted her like second skin and white loose shirt, since it was start of spring she wore a pitch black sweater over her shirt to protect her from chilly breezes that still lingered in air after winter. After long and annoying elevator ride she finally reached her car, silver Ford. She cursed under her breath while hopping in the drivers seat and shutting the door behind her. Without even thinking twice she pressed gas pedal into floor and before anyone could blink she was gone from sight. Rebecca crossed any possible speed limit, but somehow she managed to get to university on time. She was an art student in one of best school's in Boston, it was ironic, she was an artwork thief who knew everything about art, but Darren, man who taught her everything she knows, still pushed her to finish school.
After a short while Rebecca reached the classroom, as expected she was late only for few minutes. No one noticed red haired girl as she sneaked inside the lecture and took a seat near window in last row. She chuckled to herself, another fun morning. But she had no time to relax, suddenly her phone buzzed making her raise an eyebrow. It was a text from her partner in crime, Jessica. She was Darren's real daughter, she had amazing people skills so she was usually talking to clients and making deals while Rebecca did the actual job. She looked down at her phone and saw a text. Small smirk appeared on her red lips another mission was about to take place in evening, she could already feel the
excitement rush through her body. If only she had known how it would end.
"God damn it!" Woman yelled while quickly gathering her clothes and pulling them on. Her sense of style was quite simple, she wasn't one of those women who would bother to look nice for someone else. Rebecca stole one last glance in mirror before grabbing car keys and rushing out from the apartment. She was wearing simple black jeans that fitted her like second skin and white loose shirt, since it was start of spring she wore a pitch black sweater over her shirt to protect her from chilly breezes that still lingered in air after winter. After long and annoying elevator ride she finally reached her car, silver Ford. She cursed under her breath while hopping in the drivers seat and shutting the door behind her. Without even thinking twice she pressed gas pedal into floor and before anyone could blink she was gone from sight. Rebecca crossed any possible speed limit, but somehow she managed to get to university on time. She was an art student in one of best school's in Boston, it was ironic, she was an artwork thief who knew everything about art, but Darren, man who taught her everything she knows, still pushed her to finish school.
After a short while Rebecca reached the classroom, as expected she was late only for few minutes. No one noticed red haired girl as she sneaked inside the lecture and took a seat near window in last row. She chuckled to herself, another fun morning. But she had no time to relax, suddenly her phone buzzed making her raise an eyebrow. It was a text from her partner in crime, Jessica. She was Darren's real daughter, she had amazing people skills so she was usually talking to clients and making deals while Rebecca did the actual job. She looked down at her phone and saw a text. Small smirk appeared on her red lips another mission was about to take place in evening, she could already feel the
excitement rush through her body. If only she had known how it would end.