ENC 1101-B3 & B4: Writing for Discovery

My eyes begin to open and I glare at my alarm clock, it reads 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” replies 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 proceed to the second row and take my seat next to my best friend Charlie Reynolds.

We begin whispering and then all of a sudden two men walk in the classroom. These guys had on black suits 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”. What did I do that was 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 don’t want to stay and find out if they were true or not.

I have to get out of here, what am I going to do?

Looking all around the classroom I notice the open window on the right side of the classroom, so I leap over two rows of desks and lunged myself outside. Once on the ground I scurry towards the bushes so I can hide in case they look out the window, which they most likely will.

“I didn’t expects he’d do that”, says one of the Men. “Don’t worry we’ll get him”, says the other. The men proceed to looking out the window and notice that I am nowhere in sight. They then exit the school and begin searching for me on foot.

I can hear their footsteps so I climb 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? Oh no, the two men decide to stop right under the very tree I’m hiding in. My leg starts to shake nervously, and before I know it the branch gave out under my weight and I begin to plummet towards the ground. ”Ugh!” that noise blared out simultaneously from 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 push 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 points 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 flies open.) Shit, it’s the guys who are chasing me. “Get down Billy!” I jump under the bed and watch from down there.

“He’s mine, all mine!”

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

Jennings shoots one of the men and the other one begins fighting him for his gun. The man manages to take Jennings gun, but instead of shooting him he pistol-whips him and he falls to the floor.

The man shouts “ 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 throws down a black leather wallet with a badge that says FBI on it)

“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 one-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?