This is part of the opening scene of another WIP. It's a YA that as of yet, is untitled.
They led me to the president's car. My eyes widened when Carl, the Secret Service Agent, assigned to Stuart, the President's son, came into view.
Oh shit, they think I'm the president's son.
Too dark to see much besides the flashes of weapons being discharged. As Carl took a shot to the head, I screamed. The door slammed shut, and the President's car zoomed ahead.