BROWN SKIN GIRL: Chapter 1 to The End - Page 10 of 10

Final chapter…

?Brown skin girl?

?Chapter Twenty?

They stood in front of the school, watching Gus, Casie and Mac get arrested and led into the police car.

Some students were already out, wondering what was going on that the police had to be there at that time of the night.
Commotion broke when Mrs Hanns was led out of the school, looking like a bag of ice. She was yelling something that nobody could understand.

“You! I’ll be back for you!” She yelled, trying to get to Trisha who stuck out a tongue at her.

Soon, the police drove out of the scenarios with their lawful captive.
“The DI6… At least, we now know their hideouts.” Becky said with a smile on her face.
“Wow, so we’re gonna trap them and then, boom!… It all ends for them.” Anna said.
“Yeah, thanks to you, Agent Becky.” Mr Green admitted.
Becky gave a small smile.
“No… Thanks to her.” She said pointing at Trisha who came to meet the crew of agents that were gathered in front of the school.

She squeezed her hand behind her back as she approached them nervously.
“So… I finally meet with the bravest teenager of our time.” Anna complimented, stretching out her hand for a shake. Trisha received it with a heroic smile.

“Trisha, Thank you! On behalf of MI7… You are so brave.” Mr Green praised.
She nodded her head at the compliment.
“I’m not always this way.” She said with a shrug.
“…But her love was involved.” Becky added and they all laughed at the redness of Trisha’s cheek.
Mr Green signalled to Becky and they went aside to discuss something.

“You deserve what’s coming.” Agent T said to her with a small smile and made his way to his car along with Anna.
Trisha furrowed her brows and looked towards Becky and Mr Green. They were obviously talking about her.

She rolled her eyes… Whatever it was all about.
Mr Green went over to his car, giving her a small salute before going into the car.
Becky came to meet Trisha with a huge smile on her face.
“What was that about?” Trisha asked.
“No shouting, no screaming, no jumping up and down like a mad kangaroo!” Becky said with a raised brow.
“Fine! Deal.” Trisha said in a giggle.

“Well… Turns out, MI7 were greatly impressed by your heroic deed and then they decided… You’ll make a good agent. Said I should tell you, so you’ll think about it.” Becky crossed her arms, studying Trisha from the corner of her eye.

Trisha’s eyes widened in understanding and her jaw dropped in disbelief.
“No screaming!” Becky reminded.
Trisha breathed in and out and began to pace in excitement. “You mean like agent? An agent? Like an agent agent? Like a real agent? Like Agent Trisha?… Oh, I know, Agent Tris! Or better, Agent peanut… Nah, not peanut… Agent T. Oh, that guy was agent T… Oh, ok… Agent T the second…” She blabbed stupidly.
Becky rolled her eyes.
“Trisha!” Becky interrupted.
“I think I’ll prefer your screaming and jumping like a mad kangaroo to this.” She said coolly.
Trisha grinned and began to let out her excitement in screams and jumps.
“I can’t believe this! This is unbelievable.” She screamed.
“You deserve it! You’ll even get your very first badge in your first meeting. You deserve even more, Tris.” Becky complimented.

Trisha was even speechless. She didn’t know what else to do so she pulled Becky into a hug.
Beck returned it sweetly.
“Ugh… Eww… You smell like roasted goat.” Becky commented funnily breaking the hug. Trisha laughed.
Becky looked past Trisha and smiled.
“Don’t you think there’s someone you should be with right now?” She asked Trisha who turned around and looked at Ryan, who stood waiting for her attention.

Trisha smiled and nodded. She went over to him and held her hands behind her back.
He stood straight, willing himself to be bold.
“You were really brave…” They said at the same time and adverted their eyes from each other’s gaze.
“Thank you Trisha… I don’t know if I’d be alive without you.” Ryan said.
“I don’t even know if I can survive without you.” Trisha said.

She cleared her throat.
“I.. I mean… I wouldn’t have made it out of the helicopter without you…err… So we’re kinda even.” She said shyly.
Ryan totally preferred the first sentence.
“I love you, Trisha.” He said, letting the words fall out of his lips.
She looked up at him, with parted lips.
“You don’t have to return it because you’ve already shown me that you do too.” Ryan said again.
He rose her face to meet his and crushed her lips with his.
Her hand flung around his neck in happiness. She smiled into his mouth. This was supposed to be a mission, but it was two in one.

Ryan wrapped his arms around her middle like he was never going to let her go. So, this was love. Someone asides his mother or father that loved him enough to risk her life for him. This was love.
“Ahem.” Becky cleared her throat behind them and they broke the kiss, just realizing that they were not alone.
“Take it somewhere private please, if we wanted to watch a kissing scene, it’ll be in a movie.” She said rolling her eyes.
They both laughed, letting themselves go.

Trisha knew for a fact that, it was a start of a relationship for her. One so strong because they both shared an experience that would remain fresh in their hearts.
Becky came down from her car and walked into a restaurant, wondering why Trisha invited her to it.

She went inside and looked around for any sign of Trisha.
She saw Trisha… And her dad. Her heart skipped a beat.
She braced herself and walked up to the table they were seated on, leaving her face as expressionless as possible.
“Hey, Becky! You’re here.” Trisha said with a wide grin on her face.
“Yes I am.” Becky said coldly. “You wanted to see me?” She reminded, not looking at Damian.

“Him, actually.” Trisha answered, pointing at her dad.
Great! Now, this was awkward.
Becky spared a glance at Damian who looked swollen in shame.
He rose his head to look at her.

“Becky, I…” His voice trailed off. He looked at Trisha.
“Privacy please?” He asked.
Trisha scoffed. “No way! I was right there when you two broke up, and I will be right here when you guys blend.” She said crossing her legs and relaxing back on the chair.
Becky stopped herself from laughing. She could never get enough humor from Trisha.
Damian saw sense in her talk and rolled his eyes in defeat.
“Fine!” He said and looked back at Becky.

“Becky… I…” His voice trailed off again and he buried his face in his hands.
Becky rolled her eyes.
“Is all this shyness really necessary, papaya?” She teased.
“I’m not shy!” Damian denied.
“Then apologize already, I ain’t gat all day.” Becky said carelessly, hiding a smile.
Damian looked at her and she looked away.
“Do you forgive me?” He asked..
Becky smiled.
“I knew you’ll come back to your senses sooner or later.” She said.

“So, you do forgive me.!” He remarked expectantly, joy leaking in his voice.
“Hold it, I deserve a decent apology!” Becky said playfully, the sides of her lips twitching with a smile.
Damian narrowed his eyes at her and gave her a cocky smile.
“Decent apology, is all you’ll get… Tonight.” He said his voice coming out in a low rasp. He reached out to circle his arms around her waist and placed a kiss on her neck, making her to shunder obviously.

“Hey! Dad!? I’m right here!” Trisha reminded, stoning him a doughnut from her plate.
Becky giggled pushing Damian aside.
“Yeah, Damian… She’s too young for all of this.” She said