Okay, this is a story I made up before, and I wanted to post it here too but I couldn't copy the J.O.N.A.S ancronym (sp?) So after one night of breaking my leg, I finally came up with one for G.R.A.Y. Sorry if it doesn't sound right when you read the first chapter, but I hope you like it. I'll post more chapters soon.

CHAPTER 1: The Beginning Pt.1

"I mean it! They caught my, uh, fever! Oh yeah, they're really sick, they won't be in for the rest of the day," I explained to the teacher rather quickly.

Ms. Autumn gave me that 'yeah right' look. I was already on her hate list, so why was I lying to her again? "They were here this morning, Ms. Drame. Either you take a seat and I call Mr. Gray or you can join them in detention. Now sit!"

I pouted and sat back in my seat, three other seats in the classroom empty. Belonging to who? My three best friends, Nate, Shane, and Jason Gray. And our teacher, Ms. Autumn, was right, they were here this morning in the hallways. Except they got called on another spy mission, and had to sneak out, leaving. And of course, that left for me to cover for them so it wouldn't raise suspicion. But this was a normal routine that happened every once in a while during the course of the week.

The day went by fast here in school for me as a freshman. Youd' think after graduating middle school that high school would be tough, adventurous, a whole new world right next door. Well after one week, you loose that feeling, and it's just school again. Nate was a freshman as well, just 15. Shane was a junior, 17. And Jason was a senior, 18. Amazing how it all fits in right? No, because my best friends are spies.

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"We're home!" yelled voices coming in through the front door of the fire house.

Mr. Gray and I looked up from the living room couch and saw the guys walk in. Nate, Shane, and Jason.

"Hey boys, you're earlier than expected," their dad said, holding a paper in his hands before putting it down.

"We finished the mission early," Jason answered simply, falling onto the couch. He didn't seem tired, rather bored.

"All thanks for our swift spy moves," Shane gloated, flexting his arm muscle.

Nate rolled his eyes. "Only because you fell on the guy and broke his ribs."

"Like it was my fault the net broke," Shane said.

"In this case it is. The net was made of toilet paper," Jason pointed out.

I chuckled, putting down the magazine catalogue I was reading. "Geez you guys act as if this mission stuff is easy."

"It is," Nate said with a shrug.

I made a face. "Not for me. I had to cover for you guys again and got this close to getting detention," I stated, making a small space in between my thumb and my index finger. You could fit a raisin through the hole.

"Sorry, Ash," Shane apologized before sitting next to me. "But picture it this way. When you lie to Ms. Autumn, you're saving the world by letting us ditch school," he said enthusiastically with a thumbs up.

I smiled fakely. "Yes. That's a perfect example to follow," I nodded with sarcasm.

Their dad, Mr. Gray, cleared his throat. "You know, we're lucky to even have Ashley in on our secret. It's easier for me to deal with your school now a days when you leave 'unexpectedly'."

I crossed my hands behind the back of my head . "Not like it makes a difference. I always wind up in trouble somehow." I scoffed. "I actually got that detention in the end."

Nate snapped his eyes towards me. "You got detention covering for us?"

"Nah, I was in the food fight today," I shrugged, making Nate give me an accusing look for getting him all worked up.

Jason shook his head. "And you say us being spies isn't normal."

I just grinned. My name was Ashley Drame, but the guys call me Ash for short. I live with my Mom, my cool Mom. She's 30 right now, got pregnant with me at 15. But she's cool because she's like a big sister, rather than one of those over-protective-not-wanting-to-talk-to-about-personal-problems moms. And it's awesome, since I'm only 15 myself.

Nate shook his head with a small laugh. "Come on, let's go up. You're sleeping over again?"

"You had to ask?" I said as I stood up, rushing up to catch up with Nate. We went to the elevator and headed up. The Grays lived in a firehouse revamped into a home. But they're spies, so no surprise they'd need such a big place.

The elevator door opened and we were tackled in a hug. "Nate! You're home!" Aiden yelled as he tackled Nate inside the elevator. Aiden was the guys' 7-year old little brother.

As Aiden tackled Nate, he fell backwards, and onto me. The three of us crashed onto the ground, me on the bottom.

"One normal night, that's all I ask for," I said, picking my head up from the dog pile and adjusting my hat.

"Ash you've been wishing for a normal night for three years. Not gonna happen," Nate said to me before sitting up. "Good to see you Aiden."

A grin appeared on his face. "Good to have you home. Did anything new happen on the mission?"

"No more than the usual," Nate said, walking out of the elevator and leaving me and Aiden. "So onto another story, what did you and Ash do?"

"You guys left me and Aiden playing board games all day. It was so boring," I whined, sitting up.

"Sorry, we were out saving the world," Nate said, making me laugh and shake my head. But as Aiden and I walked out, the door closed and my foot got stuck inside. I stood on one foot with my leg in the air, Aiden and Nate staring at me. "You laugh you sleep with one eye open," I threatened, though I was partially smiling so it failed.

They smiled and came over to help me. It was a big bedroom that Aiden and Nate shared. Shane's and Jason's bedroom were right above us. There was a fire pole here if they wanted to reach us, or downstairs. And then there was the elevator and stairs. Lots of options for transprotation for one house, don't you think?

I went to Nate's closet, searching for the sleeping bag I kept in here. "So, what was the mission today, Nate?"

He went into the bathroom to change. "L.A. Some celebrity fashion designer got kidnapped," he said from behind the door.

"Ah," I replied as I stood up, pretending to be interested. This was old news. Once Nate came out in his shirt and flannel pants, I grabbed my pj's and went into the bathroom, changing as well. You could say I practically lived here with my best friend, except we weren't married. Haha.

"I wanna go on a mission with you guys," Aiden said out of the blue, jumping into his bed across the room.

"One day," Nate responded, turning on the TV with the remote control.

I nodded in agreement, walking out and into my sleeping bag. "Nate's right, Aiden. You'll be a spy once Mr. G says you're old enough. You'll be an official member of G.R.A.Y."

Aiden laughed. "You should join too, Ash! Then we'll all be a spy squad."

Nate scoffed at Aiden's suggestion. "She can't join. She's a girl," Nate said cockly.

I shot up form my sleeping bag and came face to face with Nate lying in hid bed. "Excuse me Mr. Big Shot?"

Nate shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, it's just that the spy business is usually a guy thing, you know?"

"Oh I'll show you a guy thing or two-"

"Nuh-uh-uh. Aiden's waitching," Nate said in a singing voice before I could do anything violent.

I glared at the smriking Nate, loweing my balled up fst. Instead I shoved him off the bed. Aiden started laughing his head off while I wore a satisfied grin. "You're lucky your little brother was in the room. I would have tickled you instead."

"You should have tickled him!" Aiden shouted smiling.

"Ah see he has the mind of a good spy already! Thinks about how torture the prisoners," I said enthusiastically, climbing over the bed and helping Nate back up.

"Haha, funny," Nate said.

I narrowed my eyes, getting back inside my sleeping bag. "Aren't there any women spies in your dad's corp?"

"Well, I guess. Not a lot, though. Girls these days aren't good enough material to go out on daily dangerous missions," Nate explained, getting back inside his bed.

I sat up, obviously irritated. But hey, he was my best friend. "You do know there are women police officers and that there are women in the army. Women can do anything men can do."

"I know. Women can. Girls can't."

"Have a point in there somewhere, Einstein?"

"Yeah, G.R.A.Y stands for Government Run Agent Youths; note the 'Youths' in the end, as in teen spies, not adults."

"Then there's gotta be teen girl spies somewhere."

"Yeeeaaah not really," Nate said, laying in his bed.

I pouted. "You can be so cruel sometimes."

"And proud of it," Nate yawned, turning off the lamp.

I sighed and layed down in my sleeping bag. "Just be lucky I'm even keeping your secret," I muttered, but he heard me though.

Nate laughed, before dozing onto into sleep like me. I remembered when I first found out Nate and his whole family were spies. It all started when we were 12...

I was at the Gray household again. I was dropping off Nate's homework since he was absent, again.
"Hello," I said as the elevator door opened.
Nate looked at me from his computer chair in surprise. "Ash, what are you doing here?"
I walked out, dropping a bunch of books down on his bed. "Needed to drop of your homework. You missed a lot this week being sick. I'm lucky your dad actually let me in this time."
Nate laughed nervously. "Hehe, yeah."
I looked suspiciously at him and felt his forehead, catching him off guard.
"H-Hey, what are you doing?" he asked, jumping in his seat. I couldn't see the blush on his face as my hand touched his forehead.
I made a face. "You don't feel sick." My other hand rested on my hip. "Don't sound sick either. "
He shrugged. "Well maybe I got better over the course of the day. Awesome right? That medicine's good stuff!" he said with hand movements.
I chuckled and crossed my arms. "Right. Nate I can tell when you're hiding something."
"And how may I ask?"
"I'm your best friend. I've inherited the skill when we signed that friends forever contract in kindergarden."
Nate laughed, remembering that. "Yeah. And?"
I made a face, telling him that he should just spill the beans now.
He sighed, turning his chair around so he wasn't facing me. "Alright, I'll tell you why I've been absent all this week. But you have to promise you won't tell anyone."
I held up my hands. "Cross my heart and hope to die... Whatever that means."
Nate breathed in a deep breath again, turning hsi chair back around so he was looking at me. "Ok, here goes... I'm-"
"NOO!" yelled the voice from upstairs as a pillow flew in from the fire pole in the ceiling, which was from Shane's and Jason's room. The pillow flew into Nate's face as I jumped.
"Gosh am I the only clueless one here?" I asked, surprised by the sudden attack.
Nate threw the pillow at his bed. "Guys! I've gotta tell Ash-"
Shane and Jason slid down and immediately covered Nate's mouth, startling me.
"No man, don't give in to the pressure!" Joe said dramatically as if this depended on his whole life.
Jason rolled his eyes, his hand over Nate's mouth like Shane's was. "This is why I don't have girl best friends, they see right through you."
"What are you guys talking about?" I asked, starring at them as if they were crazy.
"Sorry Ash, this is one thing Nate can't share," Shane said with a smug grin.
I laughed. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeeaah!" Shane said, as if claiming victory.
"They're spies," Aiden said from upstairs, sticking his head down from the fire pole hole.
My eyes widened and I starred at the youngest Gray in bewilderment as Jason slapped his forehead. I would have thought little 4 year old Aiden was kidding, but something told me he wasn't.

From then on, I knew. And I had seriously promised to keep it all a secret. Nate begged his dad to let me keep the secret otherwise I'd have to have my memory wiped. Mr. Gray says that the cooperation was named G.R.A.Y, after their last name. It was a world wide organization for teen spies, all run by Mr. Gray himself. He says kids 12 and up are eligible. As far as the records go, I'm the only teen who knows the secret of the hidden spy organization, without being a spy myself. But little did I know, my adventure had only begun.