A Whateley Academy Tale
Knockoff 2 - Fight or Flight
Monday, August 27, 2007 - mid-morning
Schuster Hall, Whateley Academy
No one would have thought that the driver of the nondescript silver Toyota parked in front of Schuster Hall had a net worth in the multiple tens of millions of dollars or was a very notorious villain. Apart from being very attractive and appearing in her mid-twenties, her attire was definitely not noteworthy or designer, nor did she wear any flashy jewelry, and her Ray-Ban sunglasses were definitely not fashion chic. If her goal was to be underestimated, she was succeeding, but then again, she had a lot of experience at precisely that. Her line of work, or rather, her self-professed former line of work, demanded it.
The young lady who exited the passenger door was even more average, wearing plain attire that most girls her age wouldn't be caught dead in. Except for hairsyle, the young lady appeared to be an exact copy of the older woman.
"This is Whateley?" the girl, Martina Hughes, asked as she glanced around her in disbelief. "It looks ... like ..." She wrinkled her nose in distaste at the hodge-podge of mismatched architectural styles of the various buildings, "like ...."