'Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance there can be recovery'
-Albus Dumbledore
Dan and Zoe leaned against the table, the space being very little but enough to avoid arousing suspicion. They hadn't long eloped and both of them agreed that they wanted to work for MI9 but they wanted to be together just as much. They weren't actually doing anything but Frank was kind enough to rescue them from a frankly horrifying lesson of English with Mrs King screaming out Hamlet to the agony of everyone's ears. In the far corner Tom and Aneisha were arguing about cloning the cloning of 'Deoxyribonucleic' Acid which Zoe had helpfully pointed out was DNA. Dan was grateful for that.
Frank and Stella however were seated around the table arguing about the relationship protocols which was a popular argument amongst them lately. As Stella moved on to another point defending her side Frank shot a meaningful glance at Zoe. Zoe decrypted the look carefully and pulled the shirt of a dozing Dan.
'Dan I think Frank knows' She hissed at him. Dan snapped from his stupor and lazily replied,
'Zo that's impossible. We haven't done anything to make them suspect us anyway' Zoe relaxed and let put the breath she were holding. Her phone beeped and read: Yes I do know. Don't doubt my intelligence. Zoe rolled her eyes at him and made sure that he knew his reassurance was pointless. Dan's jaw dropped and he shook it's head wordlessly.
'How in the world?' Dan asked. Still staring at the message, Zoe typed a reply. How do you even know?. She saw Frank smirk and watched Stella sigh and try regain his attention.
'Frank!' Stella snapped exasperated. Frank looked startled and looked at Stella innocently.
'Stella?' He asked. Stella pinched the bridge of her nose. He was just like the spys. Slightly childish but still smart.
'Can you please pay attention to a argument you started' She told him tiredly.
'Okay, okay' He agreed to keep her happy. Zoe watched Frank waiting for a answer. She saw him smirk slightly as the corners of his mouth turned up from suppressed amusement. As she watch him she saw no movement and moments later her phone beeped. 'How does he do that?' She wondered. She opened the text message and it read: Don't worry but be careful. I have eyes and ears everywhere so next time find somewhere to kiss each other into the oblivion. It was very unpleasant to see. Zoe went faintly red and Dan blushed, rubbing his neck.
'So Daniel, Zoe why do you look like tomatoes?' Tom said interested, flopping on the table. Dan glared at Tom pointedly while Aneisha giggled behind her hand trying hopelessly to try and stifle her giggles.
'Tom can you shut up please? My head hurts and your voice doesn't help' Zoe groaned.
'Tupper don't make fun of me. Even if I did look like a tomato, which I don't it isn't any of your business.' Dan said angrily. Tom raised his hand and started idle chatter with Aneisha and Dan. While they were all distracted Zoe text a message back teasing him. Isn't that what you do in your spare time with Stella? Tom is very insistent that you do. So tell me Frank is it true?. It was his fault to teasing her the first time around. She watched Frank's face and watched a flicker of annoyance pass across his face. He hadn't even moved and he had somehow read the message. She was about to ask via message when Aneisha spoke to them all.
'The bell just went so you better start moving.'. Dan, Tom and Zoe nodded to show they had heard before picking up their bags and stepping into the lift. As the doors closed they looked each other. They heard Frank and Stella's voice raise and could hear every word.
'Thanks for getting us out. Frank and Stella were about to go into a full scale row. ' Dan thanked her gratefully. Aneisha smiled at him and nodded. They walked out into to the corridor to come face to face with a very angry Mrs King.
'Uh oh' Aneisha gulped.
A/N: I know I have no right to start a new story when I haven't updated the other ones but hey! Live life to the full! I hope you enjoy the first chapter. I have great things planned for my three stories.
