Hi guys! This is my first fanfic so I hope you like it! Please review to help me improve my writing and I might not make a second chapter if it's not good enough so please review, review, review! So, here it goes!

I walked into a pharmacy in the town where Gallagher Academy resided. I had been there many times on very different occasions but this time, I was an entirely different person. I had been gone from school for a month. I was alive. And I had even more questions.

The first week after running away, I had changed myself. I had changed in many ways physically although I could never achieve this emotional,

I had died my hair a dull red and cut it to just above my shoulder. A short, straight bang ran across my forehead just above my eyebrows. I wore coloured contacts to turn my eyes a boring brown and had gotten my ears pearce. I had even plucked my eyebrows and altered their shape.

I had then laboured on. I had changed the way I walked. I now strode confidently even though you could still not discern me from a crowd. I developed a southern accent when I spoke and had cultivated an amazing cover story.

I was no longer Cammie Morgan the "chameleon", I was Tia Vanire, the "shadow". Or so I wished to believe.

I had learned throughout my month that a spy's life was equivalent to that of a criminal's. It was freedom although you where always trapped with the knowledge of somebody else always trying to find you. This is a list I had made of similarities:

- you have to always look over your shoulder

- you have to always know where you are going and what you are doing

- you have to always be your cover

-you can't trust anybody

- you have to be a freaking superhero

Well maybe I was exaggerating that last one but it sure felt like it. And if you didn't follow each of these steps, you would be caught within a minute. My problem, was by who?

I had then taken action. I planted bugs on a COC agent who had narrowly missed the explosion. From him I had already learned the new leader of the Coven of Cavan. His name is Adrian Donik. I only hoped to meet him one day. By the COC agent's comments, this man was even more vicious than Cassandra Goode, Zach's dead mother. That must have been hard to beat.

I chose a seat at the counter and ordered a drink. I glanced out side at the light drizzle, hoping my spy friends Zach, Bex , Liss, and Macey wouldn't appear unexpectedly. They should all have gone home for summer break but, you never know anything about spies. Especially Zach.

To my surprise, another group of kids my age appeared through the door. A sweet chime of bells announcing their arrival. I almost did a double take when I saw who it was. My heart sunk at first but then I set a grim smile on my face. This would be my test run with somebody I knew and cared about.

I could hear him chatting with all of his friends as they walked through the aisles toward the counter. I waited patiently, making slurping noises with my drink. I remembered all of the good and bad times I've had with this boy through regretting yet content eyes.

Finally the group came into view. They noticed me easily but Josh smiled at me as if I were a complete strange. I returned the smile confidently.

He went to sit in the chair beside me, only by chance. Sheer luck. But he accidentally banged my arm that I was holding my drink in. Soda splashed on the floor and a little on my arm.

Josh quickly grabbed napkins and begin apologising ferociously. I almost laughed at the gravity he believed this had caused.

"No, no, its fine. I'm Tia Vanire by the way. Sorry, I'm new to town. And you are?"

So how did you like it? Please review if you want me to continue! I'm not sure if you want me to make a second chapter so please review! Any suggestions or ideas that I could put in the story please share! Thanks for reading! ~~E. C. March