Hi! So I am back with another M.I. High fanfic. This first started out as a one-shot but it kinda grew from that so it will now be a multi-chapter story. Anyway here it is...

Disclaimer: I do not own M.I. High or any of the characters.

Rose woke up to the sound of her dream wrecker and a pounding headache. She crashed her hand around her bedside side table hoping to switch off the alarm. Rose mumbled to herself about the unfairness of it all as she got out of her bed. She walked to towards the door with the hope of breakfast awaiting her. No such luck, her father was away again and she was in charge of feeding herself. So juice and whatever cereal left it is then. She looked up at the clock as she sat down and saw the time. Her eyes widened at the sight and quickly forgot about her breakfast as she ran back up to her room for her uniform.

Just as she got to the school gates, the bell sounded. With that sound echoing in her ears she ran into her first class. Luckily enough Mr Flatley had not arrived yet so Rose slipped into the seat next to her spy partner, Oscar.

He looked over confused as Rose was not the type to be late for school. Just as she was about to answer him, Mr Flatley walked into the class in that cheerful manner that he processed.

Rose opened up her notebook and wrote a note to Oscar.

I slept in... I think

He wrote back as both of them knew how to do the particular math problem that the class was being taught.

Alarm?

I do have one but I guess it is getting old and the headache doesn't help

Oscar looked over at her worriedly. She seemed paler than usual.

You alright?

Yeah I am fine

Did you have breakfast?

Rose looked at him guilty and he sighed. It was like Rose to skip a meal if she was working on a project or mission. Countless times the M.I. High team have had to pry her away from HQ to get some food into her, as she would wave her eating habits off as something that could be sorted later.

"Rose?" Both of the spy's heads snapped up at the sound of the headmaster's voice. Oscar sneaked a glance around the board to see what question they were completing but Rose seemed to be on the ball.

"X= 23, Mr Flatley" She replied, looking at the headmaster. Oscar looked over impressed that she knew what the answer was by not even looking at the board.

I was listening to him ramble, just in case she had written on the notebook that sat between them on the desk. He shook his head as he grinned to himself. Trust Rose to do that he thought to himself.

Just as he was about to pick up his pencil to write back to her, he felt a buzzing in his pocket and he looked down to see his pencil flashing red. Oscar looked to the female beside him and saw no change in her behaviour or any indication that her's was going off also. He raised his hand anyway to be excused from class. When he gained permission to leave, Oscar stood up and walked to the classroom door. As he closed the door behind him, he saw the hurt expression on Rose's face as she realised that she was not being called down to HQ also.

As Oscar ran down to HQ he tried to think of answers to the questions in his head to why Rose was not called down too.

As Oscar walked into HQ he saw Frank and Carrie already waiting for him at the bottom and gave them a questioning look.

Frank sighed and then turned around to go to one of the three computers located at the end of the room. He put up a page that looked like a mission profile and what stood was the words.

Only two agents needed to complete mission

Only two? But we are team of three! We work best as trio! thought Oscar as he read the rest of the mission. It was an undercover mission and they would be away for awhile. He then realised why Rose was not brought down to HQ.

"Why does it say only two agents? I think they may have gotten the wrong team. We come as a three!" Oscar said the two people standing in front of him. Frank sighed for a second time and looked at Oscar.

"That is because only you and Carrie have been assigned to this mission. Rose will not be going undercover with you. She will be able to help with comms." He said looking at the two young agents in turn. But just as Carrie was about to say something they heard the lift doors open and when they saw who it was their faces took on different emotions.

I will try to update as soon as possible. At least once a week if possible.

Until then... Bye!