Ok people, this is my first story about the amazing spiez and also the very first story I made on fanfiction, so please bare with me here.

Me: Story time, story time!

Marc: Story time? What are you talki…

Me: STORY TIIIIIME!

Megan: Ohhh! I loooove story time!

Tony: What now?

Lee: Yeah what's so cool about story time?

Megan and me: the stories, DUH!

The three boys: uhhhh…..

Both girls: BE QUIET! WE'RE READING! *boys faint*

One day at Southdale Junior High School, the Clark kids Lee, Marc, Megan, and Tony were standing by their lockers. They were just natural people like everyone else; acting normal, looking normal, but most of all, normal as spy kids. They looked like regular-everyday-kids, but are living a double life. Nobody knows about them, even their parents. In secret, they were WOOHP spy agents. Their administrator, Jerry, takes care of their identity before anyone else finds out; also is the founder of WOOHP. At school, Megan was sort-of excluded from the 'siblings' as she was leaning against her locker. She looked down on the floor, and then her head went up with a smile. The boys were talking about 'boy stuff' until Megan interrupted.

"Hey, did you hear about the new student?"

"New student…what new student?" Marc questioned as if he blanked out. Megan sighed, and just said in disappointment, "Remember what Ms. Jefferson said?" Marc just stood there thinking. Megan was so surprised about Marc. 'You're the smart one and you can't remember anything about it? Wow…..' she thought. Then, he perked up, "Now I remember! She's coming today, isn't she?"

"Yup! I can't wait to see her!" Megan said excitedly. The boys were looked down. All she was thinking about is the new student.

Camille's P.O.V

"Ok, I want both of you to be good. I'm hoping not to receive any bad news about any of you today. It's your first day of school, so please don't give me a hard time." "Ok, mom. Don't worry about us. Collin and I will be fine; unless the world starts to end or get kidnapped by someone."

Mom worries so much about us, it reminds me of the book 'Wemberly worried'. What a hectic life I have. Gosh, worry much. Unless Collin's with me, so that I won't get lonely. My family is new here in town. I'm Camille. I'm the oldest in the family. I have long fine black hair, light brown skin and very dark brown eyes. I wear a black hoodie with a T-Shirt that says 'The new Geek is the new Chic', black skinny jeans and girls Nike dunk high-tops. Collin is my brother. We are five years away. He's in grade 2 and I'm in grade 7. As I was walking him to school, I asked him.

"You ok about your new school?"

"Huh?" is all he said. I just sighed knowing that he heard me, but smiled.

"Aren't you nervous? I am."

"No." He replied. He was lucky. He's mostly calm about everything and I'm nervous most of the time. My brother and I walked to school, not very far from here. We go to different schools, don't know why and don't care. Our first stop to school is Collin's. It passed 3 minutes until we reached our destination. It wasn't that big of a school, like Blessed Scalabrini, but it was...ok. We went inside to meet the principal, who was a girl between 25 and 32 as she leaded Collin to his class. Thanking her, I went outside his school walking to my school. Then, my body didn't move.

'I'm freaking out now. I don't want to go. Mom, you know how nervous I get, that's just not fair. Why won't you just let me stay home? I don't feel well.' I thought. But I forced my body and arrived at school. Well, I'm here now at Southdale Junior High school. Well, here I go. I was in front of my new school; as I entered, there were so many kids I bet they're smarter than me. NO! Don't think of that right now! I am so stupid! Ugh, despite having mostly B's and in grade 7 C's and D's which actually sucks because of my hard grade teacher. So now, it's time to restart life…most of it and enjoy the surrounding. Ignore my old grade 7 teacher in the past and mind my new grade 7 teacher in the future which I would meet in a few minutes. I just kept walking through the hallway until I saw four people near the lockers. Wow one girl, three boys. The girl, I didn't worry that much about. She seemed like a tomboy, so I didn't mind. Not like those girly girls who flirt around other boys, ewww gross much. Ok, I should STOP minding the kids and mind myself too! Sooner enough, the bell rang. 'Oh, no. I'm going to be late for class, but where is the office. Oh, no….OH NO! WHERE THE FUDGE IS IT?' I thought madly. I am so stupid I felt like saying bad words aloud right now, but I just kept walking in the hallway not knowing where to go until I randomly bumped into someone.

"Waa….." I said as my books had to fall at the wrong time. 'I'M GOING TO BE LATE!'

"I-I'm sorry…..here, let me help." The person offered. It was a boy. I didn't see him clearly though, but he helped me pick up the books. As I was trying to pick up the last book, out hands meet. My face heated up bright red. So much for the first day. I looked up saw him. He has short light brown hair in the normal style that a 12 year old boy would have. He has hazel eyes and wears a blue hoodie with white sleeves, cargo pants and blue shoes.

"I'm really sorry about that" he said nervously. I looked up at him and said nicely.

"It's alright, don't worry. It's not your fault. Thank you anyways. Uh…do you know where the principal's office is?"

"Yeah, it's just down there; just turn right and you'll see the door." He directed. "Ok, thank you." I said. "Welcome!" he said running to class. I hope I see him again sometime later. We could become friends. Oh cool! My first friend on the first day of school; I thought I would just draw for the whole day.

As I walked to the principal's office, I saw a teacher inside, but no principal. As I was going up to her, she turned around instead.

"Ahh, you must be Camille, our new student." She said happily. "Yes, I am miss…..Jefferson I presume?" 'Maybe Miss Joyful.' I thought. It's because of her happiness and high voice. "You are correct. Just give me your form and we'll get going!" "Alright!" I said in a little high voice just to make her happy. One minute later, she came back from the staffroom. "Ok then, let's get to class." The school is so big; it's almost bigger than my first school I go to. As we walked down the hall, we entered a room full of kids talking across the room and playing with... school supplies. As she closed the door, everthing went silent. How can they be scared of her? She seems nice, but she must be also like my last grade 7 teacher. "Ok class," she said again with the high-pitch voice. She was starting to get on my nerves with her voice, acting like a little girl. Well, its not working.

"I would like you to meet our new student, Camille." I blushed and smiled at everyone. Everyone stared at me and smiled. I waved and smiled back, again. "Hi." I said shyly. Then, I saw him, 'That boy.' I thought, "the one in the hallway." He also saw me, with a girl too...

Megan: NOOO! WHY CLIFFHANGER? WHY NOT END IT NOW!

Me: Aww well, unless they'll have another chapter later.

The three boys: WHAT IS STORY TIME?

Me: =_=' you disappoint me people. You should know it when you were young. Megan….. explain.

Megan: it's when we get to read stories!

Tony: story, snory. So what, unless we get to go skateboarding.

Marc: Yeah, besides its way more fun.

Lee: but, I thought you love reading?

Marc: I do, it's just… never mind.

Me: I feel like being Anju Maaka now. Random.

The four: Who?

Me: Karin or Chibi Vampire. Its Karin's younger sister. She also has toys that talk. Her fave is Bge-chan. Stupid, huh?

Lee: Wow. She must know her anime.

Me: She also sounds sad most of the time. Hmmm…

Marc: What now?

Me: (Anju form)… Anata-tachi wa son'nani watashi o shitsubō sa seru ni wa, ohanashi no hitsuyō ga aru

The four: O_O what did you just say?

Me:… you guys disappoint me so much, you need story time.

Lee: she knows her anime. I mean it.

Tony: and Japanese

Me…Sayonara

Just to let you know, Craig Keilburger was in my school. My grade 7 teacher Mr. Fedrigoni was his teacher too! That's when he started the Free the children! GO CRAIG! ...Can't believe its not part of the story but OH WELL! :D Oh, and...R&R!