I was running. Running like you wouldn't believe. I was inside the Gallagher Academy, which if you have a high enough clearance, you would know it's a spy school. So I know you're thinking, "Okay. If your inside then why are you running?" But really the answer is simple; we were playing our annual game of hide-and-seek. (I'm the reigning champion, just incase you were wondering.) It's not your usual game of hide-and-seek, yeah because it's kind of a last person conscious type thing. Sometimes eve the teachers play with us.
"Chameleon?" Bex whispered into my comms unit. "Chameleon, come out, come out wherever you are."
"Someone just hand her the trophy now," hissed Mr. Solomon, my extremely hot Cove. Ops. Teacher. I just giggled as I kept running, my feet whisper soft against the hardwood floors. Suddenly I saw Anna Fetterman. Her back was to me so I just pulled out my stun-gun as I thought, 'Sorry, Anna'. Her body dropped to the floor unconscious I seconds. I turned sharply to the right and stopped in front of the picture hanging on the wall. It was of the year our school first opened. I lifted it up and tugged at the nail. I turned around and saw that the floor boards open up. Now all I had to do was wait it out. Even if they did put a tracker on me it's not like they could figure out how to get under here.
1 hour 43 minutes and 33 seconds later I heard someone moan. He has 's tone of voice to it.
"Well, well," my mom's proud voice came over the comms frequency. Looks like Cameron won the Annual Gallagher Academy's Hide-And-Seek. Again."
I was grinning like crazy as I found the little stone that opens the floorboards. When I got out I saw pretty much everyone at Gallagher standing outside my passageway. Anna I noticed looked the most peeved. I shrugged and she just rolled her eyes and smiled and I knew that she forgave me.
"Should've known." I heard Bex mumble in her British accent to Macey.
I had a feeling that next time they were all going to gang up on me next time. Well, good luck to them. It's hide-and-seek spy style.