A/N: okay I'm going to re edit this chapter sooner or later because i've realized how cheesy it sounds right now. (ahhh but i don't have time right now due to gay summer assignments...grrr! but I will get to it, I promise!) anyways, the first chapter in my opinion, sucks compared to the rest of the chapters, so please be patient with me if you find this first chapter a little...stupid (i'll be the first one to say it, lol. i didn't realize at the time how unrealistic it sounded when I read over it.) Oh btw, this is my first fan fic. but don't get turned off reading this story because it's my first fic! Please, please be patient!

xoxo CreativeBeauty

Disclaimer: If I owned Alex Rider...I'd be swimming in riches right now, and not sitting at my computer typing this retarded disclaimer.

Chapter 1: Getting what we want

Dear dearest diary that listens to my stupid boring life,

I want something more than what this life is giving me. I want an adventure that's filled with exciting things like...I dunno something out of James Bond movie. I want to live in the city where everything happens. I want a prince charming that will sweep me off my feet and save me from this wasteland we call America. But will I ever get it? Honestly, I live all the way in Arizona where NOTHING EVER HAPPENS. It's so freaking boring with all the perfectly manicured lawns and the fake Barbies that prance around in a strip of fabric they call a miniskirt. Please will someone shoot me so something interesting will at least happen to plain, old me?

I'm 5 foot 2 inches of wasted flesh. Seriously, when is it gonna be my turn? I see people all around me living "the good life", but I'm living "the crap life". All I ever do is sit at the computer, talk to Lindsey, and play my piano. You know what, just call me a dang Mary Sue because that's probably the best nickname I'll ever have. All I can basically say is graduation is my future heaven right now because high school BLOWS.

I'm sick of all the "I don't talk to you because your not cool enough" stuck up people who only care about the shallow world called popularity. Do they not even care that there's a war going on in Iraq where people are dying just so they can drive their flashy overpriced BMW's to school? Those conceited little jerks. I don't care if I'm being too critical of them. I'm just tired of them bashing on me just because I don't comply to their "rules of cool". Argh, I CANNOT wait for graduation so I can escape this hell!

Too bad I'm only freaking FOURTEEN. #!#!!

P.S. Thank GOODNESS it's summer.

Thousands of miles away...

A tall English boy stood outside of Royal & General with a look of relief on his face. This was definitely something new. He got exactly what he wanted. He was free and the very first thing he wanted to do was something he didn't expect. He was going to visit an old friend.

Location: Royal & General

"D-Did we just..." said Mrs. Jones.

"Yes," said Mr. Blunt. "Yes we did."

Her eyes were wide with mixed emotions of fear and disbelief. She never took Alan Blunt as a man of his word. He told Alex that the last mission would be his last, but she thought it was just something he said to make Alex more willing to go on the missions. She certainly didn't see this coming.

"You see the thing is Mrs. Jones, we have someone better than Alex. Someone much better." said Mr. Blunt.

Mrs. Jones raised an eyebrow. "Someone...better than Alex Rider? That's not...that's not possible. Alex is by far our best agent. And you just let him go because of your faith in some other agent whom you did not even consult me about?!" Mrs. Jones went from shock to anger. She knew that Alan was a rash man to make hasty decisions, but she never took him to be this stupid.

"Calm down, Tulip. Trust me on this. Alex gets what he wants, we get what we want."

"Calm down?! Alan, are you off your rocker?! I can't trust a madman that just let go of Alex because he thinks there's some better spy than him!"

"Well, Tulip I seem to remember that one time when you-"

"Don't even go there Alan." said Mrs. Jones with clear hatred and anger in her voice. She wasn't mad. No she was way beyond that. She was furious.

Alan pressed a button and the door opened revealing a tall figure dressed in casual clothes.

"You rang?" said the mysterious boy.

"Mrs. Jones, say hello to our new spy, Eric Danes."

"England?" said Christina while opening a cabinet door looking for a bowl. "Don't you think this is a little...sudden, mom?" She wanted to get out of Fountain Hills but this isn't what she had in mind.

"Chris..are you kidding?" said Christina's mom, Julie. "Isn't this the same girl who has been talking about getting out of Fountain Hills as soon as possible for as long as I can remember?" said Julie, handing Christina a box of Cocoa Pebbles, her favorite kind of cereal.

"Yeah...well. I just, I'm not sure about this, mom. England? I've never been there and now you suddenly want me to visit Aunt Jamie for the summer? Is there something your not telling me?" said Christina, now pouring the cereal into a blue bowl.

"No, I just think it'd be a great experience for you...to y'know. See how it really is in the city and live somewhere else, y'know?" said Julie trying to avoid Christina's eyes.

"I dunno..." said Christina hesitantly while pouring milk into her bowl of cereal. "The only time when you want me out of the house is when you have ...dates." Christina shuddered. She hated that her mom was dating. She never really knew her dad but she still hated the idea of her mom dating. It was disgusting.

Julie was trying to think of the best way to tell her daughter the news. She knew she had to be sweet about it and make it seem like it wasn't a big deal.

"Mom?" said Christina, raising an eyebrow.

"Well honey," said Julie putting her arm around Christina to prepare her for the load she was about to drop onto her daughter. "Your Dad and I decided it would be best for you to…t-to go to school in England and live with your dad not Aunt Jamie for awhile."

"WHAT?!" said Christina, bewildered. When she meant she wanted to get out of high school, she meant college! Not a whole freaking different country!

"Mom...you can't be serious. I mean, England? Are you crazy?!" said Christina shrugging her mom's arm off around her shoulders.

"What about…what about what I want?!"

"Chris, I thought this is what you wanted! Don't you want to go live in an amazing country and learn about all the cultural differences there?" said Julie trying to calm down Christina.

"Cultural differences?!" Christina huffed. "The only cultural difference between the United States and England is the fact that England doesn't have nut job moms who send their kids to a whole different country without asking them first!" said Christina, clearly distraught about this. She was getting exactly what she wanted. How ironic.

"Watch your tongue, Chris." said Julie in a warning tone. "Your dad wanted to spend time with you before he-" Dangit. I said too much. thought Julie.

"Before what?" said Christina.

"Uhh...before he uhh doesn't uhh have a chance to see you again uhh y'know with his job and all." said Julie trying to avoid the subject.

"What kind of stupid banker goes away on long business trips for months at a time?" said Christina, angry that this man now wanted to be a part of her life. "And now he suddenly comes into my life expecting me to welcome him with open arms?! All I can count on him for is for Christmas and Birthday cards and the occasional random gifts he sends me. Other than that, I really don't even know the guy." He never tried to actually spend time with her now and now all of the sudden, he's eager to spend time with his daughter?

"That's exactly my point. Everyone needs a dad."

"Not me." retorted Christina, with her arms crossed.

"And that's why you're like this. Hating this town like it's some kind of disease. Fountain Hills in one of the nicest towns in Arizona and yet you can't appreciate anything here."

"It's the people I don't like, not the place."

"Chris...your going to have to spend time with your dad sometime anyway. This is a great opportunity. Seize the day!" said Julie trying to cheer Christina up.

Great, she's been reading those stupid Chinese cookie fortunes again, thought Christina.

"Well, why can't he come down here? He's just expecting me to just give up my life here and move to England?"

"Yes he is. So am I."

"Whatever. I'm not going and you can't make me." said Christina. She knew she was being stubborn but this is how she always was and still is. "I know I said I couldn't wait to get out of Fountain Hills but the idea of going to a new school is just overwhelming. And now this guy who I know nothing about wants to play house."

"Look, I know how you feel" said Julie motioning Christina to come and sit down by her at the kitchen table. "I always hated going to a new school and I understand your whole dad situation. I guess it was my fault for not having him spend time with you earlier but this is a chance for you guys to bond. You never really got to know him so don't you want to know what he's really like? And who knows, you two might get along really well. Understand?" said Julie with a reassuring smile.

Christina sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. She had no other choice, but to go. She hated disappointing people, especially her mom. It was one of her fatal flaws.

"So I guess I have no choice then, huh?" said Christina. "I guess…I could grow to like England." Yeah right, thought Christina.

"Oh Chris! I knew you would warm up to the idea sooner or later!" said Julie while hugging Christina tightly. "We should go shopping!"

Christina grinded her teeth. She liked shopping but whenever she went with her mom, it was a guaranteed 5 hours of your life you would never get back. "Sure Mom...Sure."