DRAFT3- The Aura of Deceit
Written by FSUMike on November 25, 2003 - 00:55
My eyes began to open and glared at my alarm clock, it read 7:15am. Oh no, I’m late! What am I going to do? No time for a shower or breakfast. A few dabs of cologne will do the trick. Good thing I live so close to the school, I should be able to get there in five minutes.

Meanwhile at school…”Has anyone seen Billy? He’s five minutes late for class. How about you Mr. Reynolds, Do you know where he is?” Said Mrs. Lake our government teacher. “No Ma’am” replied Charlie; “I haven’t seen him since Friday.”

I’m almost there, just a few more feet. Come on Billy Baxter you can make it.

Ring! Who could be calling me at this time? Shouldn’t they know I should be in class? Whatever, I’ll answer it anyway. Hello? “Hello Billy, I’m trying to help you out here, so listen to every word I say” said the mysterious voice. Ok. “When you arrive at school two men will want to talk to you; whatever you do, do not go with them. Get out of there as soon as possible and don’t ask questions.

Ah, I made it. Only ten minutes late, I opened the door and walked right in. “Mr. Baxter, why are you ten minutes late?” said Mrs. Lake. My alarm didn’t go off, but I rushed here as soon as possible. I proceeded to taking my seat next to my best friend Charlie Reynolds.

We began whispering and then all of a sudden two men walk in the classroom. These guys had on black suites and by the looks of them I’d say they were some kind of government officials or mob bosses. They walk over to Mrs. Lake and whisper something in her ear. She then yells out, “Billy Baxter, come to the front of the classroom immediately”. In all my nervousness, I’m thinking what did I do so bad that the government is after me? Maybe it was because of all the music I have downloaded, yes that had to be it, I’ve heard stories on what the government did to people and I didn’t want to stay and find out if they were true or not.

Looking all around the classroom I noticed the window was open, so leaped over two rows of desks and lunged myself outside. Once on the ground I scurried towards the bushes so I could hide in case they looked out the window, which they most likely will.

“I didn’t think he’d do that”, said one of the Men. “Don’t worry we’ll get him”, said the other. The men proceeding on looking out the window and noticed that I was nowhere in sight. They then exited the school and went after me on foot.

I could hear their footsteps so I climbed up a huge oak tree not too far from the school. Hiding within the foliage, I’m waiting for the two men to pass by. I hear footsteps, it must be them, I’ll just wait for them to pass so that I can escape in the opposite direction and make it to my house.

What’s this? The two men decided to stop right under the very tree I’m hiding in. My leg starts to shake nervously, and before I know the branch gave out under my weight and I began to fall. ”Ugh!” that was the noise I heard simultaneously form both men. Wow I knocked them both down. I’d better get out of here before they recover.

I’m almost home, just a few more yards. There it is my safe haven. I push open the door and ran in. Mom? Are you here? I guess nobody’s home. I’ll just go into my room and lay down. I pushed open my door—whoa who are you? There’s a man sitting on my bed holding a gun. “Billy, I want you to listen really carefully. Where is the program?” said the man. What program are you talking about Mr.? “The one you wrote on artificial intelligence”. Why should I tell you? (He pointed the gun at me) Oh that’s a good reason. The program is on my desk. Just take it and go.

“I’m sorry Billy I cannot do that, I’m FBI agent Drake Jennings and I’m not here just for the program, I’m also here for you”.

What do you mean? Are you the guy who called me this morning?

“Yes Billy I am and you are in grave danger”.

Are you with those two guys chasing me?

“No Billy, they are the enemy, they want to use you for…Bam! (The bedroom door flew open.) It’s the guys who are chasing me. “Get down Billy!” I jump under the bed and watched from down there.

“He’s mine, all mine!”

What does he mean I’m all his? What do they want with me?

Jennings shot one of the men and the other one was fighting him for his gun. The man managed to take Jennings gun, but instead of shooting him he pistol-whipped him and he fell to the floor.

The man shouted “ Billy it’s safe to come out now!” I’m not coming out until you tell me what the fuck is going on!

“Ok Billy, My name is Jonathan Miller and I’m and FBI agent”. If you really are an FBI agent show me your badge. “Ok here”(He threw down his badge) Fine, I believe you now, but if you’re the agent then who or what is Mr. Jennings? “He’s a spy, he wants your program for war purposes”. What about your partner? Will he be ok? “Of course, he’s actually a robot and with your program he can become a more efficient one at that”. “As for your program I am willing to offer you ten-hundred-thousand for it and a job with the government. Do you accept?” Of course I accept, but what about Mr. Jennings? “Don’t worry about him, I called in a car to pick him up”.

Beep Beep Beep! What is that awful sound? It’s my alarm—was that all just a dream?