Hey guys this is my first fan fic so I'm just gonna do my best here! Please review and suchhh! DISCLAIMER: Ally Carter owns all except for any original characters I create!

CPOV

"Ladies, I'd like to meet all of you in the lacrosse field in an hour. Dress like a civilian. Don't be late. Class dismissed." Said Joe Solomon, our CoveOps teacher.

"Well that's a new record. Only a 12 second class! What the bloody hell are we supposed to do now?" said my best friend Bex. She's the first non-American Gallagher Girl in history. She's gorgeous with cappuccino skin and dark brown hair. Her eyes are like big chocolates. Bex is the best fighter in our class. Her real name is Rebecca Baxter, but call her that, and you'll end up in the hospital.

"We get ready of course! I'm gonna make you girls look great!" said Macey McHenry. Yes, the senator's daughter. She started late at Gallagher but she finally caught up to us at the end of sophomore year. She's my second roommate and I love her to death. Macey is the most beautiful girl I know with long black hair and electric blue eyes. Her skin is flawless because of some face wash that's only legal in Brazil.

I sighed knowing I was in for torture for the next hour of plucking, pulling, and picking at my face and hair. We got up to our room and walked in to find our final roommate Liz. She's the smartest girl in school. Liz is petite with fair skin and long blonde hair. Her pale blue eyes full of innocence. She chose the Research and Development track. She isn't one for violence.

She was sitting on her bed, focusing on her laptop. She barely noticed us walking in until Macey cleared her throat, bringing Liz back to reality. "OH MY GOD YOU GUYS! WHAT DO YOU THINK OUR ASSIGNMENT IS? TINA TOLD ME IN THE HALLWAY THAT WE WOULD BE TAKING DOWN A SMALL GROUP OF TERRORISTS HIDING IN THE AMAZON! I'M NOT READY FOR THIS I NEED TO STUDY MORE! DO WE NEED TO BRING ANYTHING? I HAVE MY PROTOTYPE FOR THE LONG LASTING KNOCK OUT GAS BUT IT ISN'T RELIABLE! DO WE-" Liz stopped her screaming as she was cut off by me.

"Lizzie, relax. Since when has Tina actually been right. I'm sure it's nothing."I said. Liz looked unsure but relaxed after a moment of contemplating the odds of Tina's rumor.

I'm Cammie Morgan. Codename: Chameleon. My parents are Rachel and Matthew Morgan. My dad went MIA on a mission when I was just 7 years old. I miss him. Since then I've put everything into my training, to become the best spy I can be. I'm a CIA legacy. I went on my first mission at only 4 years old. They call me the Chameleon because I'm a pavement artist. One of the best. I'm an average looking girl (perfect for a pavement artist) with golden brown hair and hazel eyes. My skin is relatively tan, only because I'm outside a lot.

Macey went into her closet and came out with 4 adorable outfits. She lined us up like she was a drill sergeant and exclaimed, "Okay girls, we have 46 minutes and 36 seconds till we have to be in the lacrosse field, so lets get working!"

ZPOV

We were sitting in the grand hall eating lunch when suddenly our CoveOps teacher, Mr. Alexander, came walking over to our table.

"All juniors report to the track immediately." He quickly walked away, obviously going to the track.

"Whaa? I haven't finished eating yet though!" whined my best friend Grant. The kid doesn't stop eating.

"Mr. Alexander needs us now Grant so grab and apple and lets go." I told him.

Jonas, our 2nd roommate, stood up quickly and tried to keep pace with us. Jonas wasn't as strong as Grant and I. He was on the Research and Development track so he doesn't work out like Grant and I do. Jonas is a skinny boy with brown shaggy hair. He has big glasses and brown eyes.

Grant, being the opposite of him, is huge. He is so strong sometimes I wish I bulked up as much as he did over the last couple of years. Grant has short light brown hair and blue eyes.

Me? Well my name is Zach. I'm a pretty good looking guy if I do say so myself. I have black hair that's just normal length I suppose and green eyes. We finally get to the track to find Mr. Alexander and a helicopter. He looked at us and just gestured to the helicopter. We climbed in, all 15 of us confused spy boys.

This should be interesting.