A/N: Hi, everyone. This is my first FanFiction, so go easy, but please give lots of constructive criticism. This story does not contain any characters from the Hunger Games, but is my version of the beginnings of Panem. I don't reference the Hunger Games until much later in the story, so hang in there. It's coming. Eventually. And I abhor having to write author's notes, so this is likely the only one from here on out. All I own is the plot.

Beginnings

It all started with a trip to one of the most awesome museums ever: The Smithsonian. My class and the senior class were there to study history and look at all of the cool stuff. I was one of the only excited ones.

We split into groups and I was placed with Macy Meriwether, Colton Nottingham, and Colton Henley. Two girls, two boys.

I was upset because there were no older girls to keep the guys into check. That meant it was left to me and Macy to do it. Macy and I were in the bathroom before the groups were supposed to meet.

"I can't believe both of the seniors are guys. So not fair." She said. I totally agreed with her. The senior guys at our school were known to goof off.

"I know, right? This is not going to be fun with them breathing down our necks."

"Anyway. Don't you think that Colton is so cute?"

I rolled my eyes. "Which one?"

"Oh." She laughed. "The taller one. He looks at you a lot. I think he likes you."

"Really? He likes me? A lowly sophomore?" I asked sarcastically.

"I know. Weird, right?"

I glanced down at my watch. A communique had come in.

I didn't mention anything about me? Sorry. I was a spy. I worked for the CIA. My branch of the agency put sleeper agents in private schools. Needless to say, I was a sleeper. I laid in wait until the Agency gave me the orders to begin investigating, tagging, protecting, ousting, tailing, recruiting, or just keeping the peace.

I loved my job. And I couldn't wait to see what my assignment would be at the prestigious museum.

I glanced at Macy and back at my watch. "I'm going to get a water bottle. 'Kay?" I asked cheerily.

"Sure. I've just got to fix my makeup real quick and I'll be right out." She replied. But I didn't hear her. All I was focused on was that I was finally getting a mission after who knows how long.

I stepped outside the bathroom and put my back to a wall underneath a staircase that pretty well hid my subtle actions from the curious passersby. I had a clear view of the front doors and the bathroom door I was expecting Macy to exit in approximately five minutes.

I clicked the button on the side of the watch and a holographic menu popped up. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I typed in the well-practiced password and I waited a half second for the message to load.

The queue read: 'We have located an enemy agent on your school field trip. It could be a teacher or student, so be cautious. Your mission is to distinguish the agent from the crowd, foil his mission, and at a later date your are to learn his secrets. Understood?'

I typed back: 'Understood. Do we have a description?'

A reply came almost instantly: 'Male. Tall. That's all HQ has on him.'

'Do I get to know which agency he works for?'

'Classified.'

'Age?'

'Undetermined. But he is most likely an older male. Probably a teacher.'

'There aren't any male teachers on the trip.'

'Then your target is in the tenth or twelfth grade.'

'No kidding.'

'Any other questions, Agent K13?'

I loved my name. 'One more. What is HIS mission?'

'To locate and expose you. Keep your eyes peeled, be careful, and, as always, good luck.'

The green dot next to 'Agency' switched to a gray one with a cross through it. I switched off the holographic keyboard and screen.

"What are you doing?"