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Hell in Indiana Chapter 2   "Why'd it have to be him?" I asked aloud as I entered the safe vacinity of my bedroom.   "Why'd it have to be who?" My agent mom questioned as she walked in behind me.   " Austin Perkins," I spat as I threw my hands in the air. My agent mom remained silent and the only feedback I received was a raised eyebrow. Realizing she didn't know who the hell I was talking about,I continued, " He's the most insensitive, self-absorbed bastard in the whole goddamn school!"   Now her brow was harsh and unapproving.   "Sorry, Sandra," I apologized for my language.   Right now you're probably chuckling to yourself thin

Chapter One   Hi, my name is Denver Bale and I'm one screwed up high school student. By day, I suffer through junior courses in LaPorte, Indiana. LaPorte High School is the ultimate low of my existence. It's also just a cover.   By night, I respond to the title Special Agent 7. I am a member of a secret organization of teen spies under the command of the Central Intelligence Agency. If that's too complex for your peebrain to comprehend, I'll dumb it down for you - I work for the CIA.   Two years ago, I was recruited and stationed in this sad excuse of a town just as a highly dangerous cult of assassins set up base in an abandoned factor

When I first saw you I gawked at your pure beauty, such an incredible force of nature. I met you with a challenge, a goal to be achieved. At that first epiphany you seemed warm and inviting. Your escence glowed with truth and friendliness. I wanted to travel deeper, I wanted to see everything. I knew not of treachery, knew not of treason. Blinded by your smile, I dove headlong into what I could not escape. You opened yourself to me. It all came as a shock, the warmth of the light, the cold of the shadow- an imbalance in a gorgeous entity. Yet I descended farther into the canyon I scurried. I encounter rocks in my path-