Undercover, Me A Student

                                    

                                          
Living in a quiet city, no fears, no crime for the most part, everything is peaceful most days, except the odd street fight from some delinquents that think they are all that. And I may or may not have been a part of a couple tussles here and there. 
                          
Hi, my name is Skylar Mist I am a 25 year old woman with teal colored hair (yes it's dyed), but alas I have a baby face, and look like a 17 year old. Which everyone thinks is good, I mean they aren't completely wrong until everyone younger than you keep hitting on you, and bars think you carry a fake I.D everytime you go to a bar so now you only have a select few you can go to. Most of which are run by people you know, so they don't have to make that call to run your license through, then apologize after. Well enough about that for now, I work as detective and I get along really good with my co workers, today I had got a call from my boss asking me to stop by, so I got to work and my boss called me into his office. "Ah, Miss Mist we just got a request for an undercover job, unfortunately no one wants this job because its complicated." he said "Oh, is that right?" I asked "Yes, it's at a private highschool." he explained "So no one wants to disguise themselves as a teacher then?" I asked.
                          
"That is why, I am offering this job to you. Your the best in stealth and proper execution of jobs like this anyhow." he said "I would love to take the job but I don't think anyone will take me serious as a teacher looking like I do." I said "Oh you won't be disguising as a teacher, but as a student attending this school." he said with a creepy smile. "A student I can't possibly do this, find someone else." I said standing up and turning to the door. "Take this and think about it, if you definitely don't want it let me know in a couple days." he said as he walked up to me and handed my a file. I stormed out of the office and left work "Your perfect for this job, always having at me for my young looks, but a student how am I supposed to pull that off I've been out of school for 7 years already." I complained to myself as I headed to my place. I didn't live anywhere fancy just in a small apartment perfect for one person. I parked my car in the garage and headed inside.
                          
I went on my laptop to look for some news articles, I browsed a few different ones and stumbled upon one that sounded familiar. "Westfield Private Academy, is it a good school or is something else going on there. People have been going missing while attending this school. Rumors say it's kidnapping or something more sinister. But if you ask the students it's as if they don't notice or care. Parents have stopped sending their kids to this school." it said. I pulled out the file I was handed "It's this one for sure." I said skimming the pages. I was definitely interested but to disguise as a student, I've never done this kind of undercover work before. I just don't know if I can pull it off. I closed my laptop and watched tv for a bit until I felt like going out. I got changed into my little black dress and did my makeup to actually look my age. It was summer so the weather was perfect.
                          
I left my house and headed down the street to the nearby bar to have a few drinks and dance, I never had anyone to go with so I quickly make friends with the drunkards whenever I go, then they buy me drinks. I don't have a boyfriend or a girlfriend I just could never connect well enough with anyone to try and make a relationship out of it. I approached the bar for a drink and overheard a couple talking "That school should just get torn down, why are they still using it? You would think they'd close down because of all the students that went missing, but no for some reason they stay in business." one said "Nah man, these kids are probably taking off because they are fed up with their families. They say some have returned but aren't the same person they used to be." said another. I downed my drink after listening and headed to the dancefloor. "Fuck it I'll take this job I can't help but want to find out more." I said to myself as I made friends with one of the men there and he began feeding me drinks. "I'll meet you out front just running to the bathroom." I said as I brushed his arm "Okay sexy don't run away now, I'll see you in a minute" he said "Oh I'd never run from you handsome." I said before heading to the bathroom.