Hey guys! So this is one of my first stories and I think it's going to be very eventful and hopefully a successful story. I love the characters and I think your all going to like who I bring into it. Review to tell me what you think and give me some ideas if you want to. Disclaimer: I do not own any of Ally Carters characters or her own storyline (Only my own characters and plot). Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Second Home

I watched as car after car entered and exited the tall iron gates. Boys of all sizes made their way into the mansion they called home, and I couldn't help but think that this was going to be another boring year. But I don't have to put up with the trauma of only having an hour to unpack and greet everyone before the stress of lessons starts again. My parents dropped me off two weeks ago so that they could go off to an undercover mission in Budapest. So here I am, sitting in silence in the bay window in my dorm, watching friends greet each other after a long summer of going to visit the wonders of the world, whereas I spent my summer with Grandma and Grandpa Solomon in their private house in Spain. Sure, it's nice there, but it's not much fun listening to Grandpa's lectures on the history of covert operations, and Grandma's bad cooking. My names Eddie by the way. Eddie Goode. Son of Cameron and Zachary Goode. So you can probably understand why I try to make a good impression at Blackthorne, my school, because it's hard to live up to the expectations everyone has, especially since my parents are some of the best CIA agents there has been to date.

I stood up from the window and caught my eye in the mirror. My dark brown hair was gelled and styled and my bright green eyes that I got from my dad sparkled in the sunlight, which was currently pouring into the room from the large window. I was wearing a Blackthorne t-shirt and jeans. I heard the door handle turn and a tall boy with a very bright grin greeted me.

"Eddie! I've missed you man"

Hunter Newman was definitely something. Even though he could walk into a room and make every girl swoon, he sometimes worried me as to whether or not he was completely sane. Im talking about the kid who jumps across the five foot high fence that surrounds the P&E barn and then goes and tells everyone that he can do extreme parkour. Never the less he's still my best friend, and I admire his 'dream big' personality. His parents are Rebecca and Grant Newman, close friends of my parents, and very well known as being some of the best spies in Britain. Hunter had golden brown hair that was styled on the top, with hazel eyes and slightly tanned skin. He wore his grey nike hoodie and black ripped jeans.

"How was your summer Hunt?" I asked him, knowing that he and his parents always have the best holidays.

"Bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed, his strong British accent sharpening his words. "We went to the Canary Islands, twelve beaches in four days!" I laughed at his excitement. He never ceased to disappoint me in his stories. Midway through him telling me how he went swimming with dolphins, we paused to hear a loud rustling, a bang, and someone utter a curse word in Italian. I walked over to the door, and with caution, opened it to reveal Isaac Anderson, picking up countless sheets of paper that were scattered over the corridor outside our room. Several other boys stood laughing until I gave them a stern glare, and they stopped and retreated to their rooms. Isaac looked up at me, his face a dark shade of red and his large frame glasses obscure on his face. His blonde hair was tousled on the top of his head and his bright blue eyes sparkled. He gave me a small smile as I knelt down to help pick up the remaining pieces of paper.

"Err, whats all this Isaac?" I asked, handing him the papers id picked up.

"Just some… umm… early homework" he looked at me, embarrassed. I hung my head in shame and slapped my hand to my forehead.

"Seriously Isaac, homework. You haven't even got your timetable yet!"

"Well actually, I hacked the schools system two months ago and found that there are five Cove Ops reports due this month, five!" He said, a worried look on his face.

"You've got bloody problems!" Hunter shouted from the room. I let out a laugh and picked up one of Isaacs bags, carrying it into the room. He followed, protectively carrying a laptop bag and three other folders. As both of them began to unpack, I noticed something as I walked past the window. Even though I'd been here for two weeks I hadn't realized the extension that had been attached to the West tower.

"I didn't know that there had been an announcement for the extension before summer break" I said to my roommates, who had both retreated to their beds, Isaac on his laptop, and Hunter on his phone.

"There hasn't" Hunter said plainly "Logan Walters said that the new buildings are for some new hazardous experiments that Mr Brown has being testing, whether that theory is true or not we have yet to establish" I glanced at Isaac who gave me a raised eyebrow look over his glasses, and continued typing away on his laptop. I went back to my seat in the window when the door burst open and none other than Nathaniel Waters strolled in, a stressed and flushed expression on his face.

"Flipping private jet pilot! Do you wanna know what he said?" Nathaniel muttered "Apparently my bags were too heavy to put on the plane. Something about a bag allowance… Stupid rules"

Hunter smirked at me over his phone as Nathan continued to mumble something about only having three bags until his dad could bring the rest of his stuff. It's not his fault that he is the way he is. His mother, Macey Waters passed on her diva-like attitude over to her only son, probably a bit more than his father, Preston Waters, anticipated. He had his mother's dark blue eyes and very dark brown hair. I've never known the phase tall, dark and handsome describe anyone better. He kicked his bag to the side and jumped on his bed, face planting the cushion.

My roommates and I went down to the main hall after we'd persuaded Nathan to unpack his things. When everyone was seated, Mr Grayson, our head, stood at the front of the teachers table to give us the same 'Welcome Back' speech that he gives us every year. Or so I thought.

"Hello students!" he announced. "I hope you all had an amazing summer, although now you need full focus on your education." Groans and complaints echoed around the hall as Mr Grayson paused, before continuing to say "As some of you may of noticed, we have a new extension on the west tower" My head shot up at this, along with many other boys who's curiosity had been piqued. "Unfortunately I cannot reveal what this is for at this very moment, but you will be finding out very shortly. For now I suggest you settle into your new lessons and continue to work to your full potential. That is all" He finished before retreating to his seat, and we all left, table by table to go to our first lessons.