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"Attention, everyone," Dr. Steve called out to the audience in attempt to calm down the crowd. I, Zach Goode, was leaning against the wall, yawning in the bright early morning of the first day of the second semester. "Please, if I could have your attention." Finally everyone's voices dropped. "Excellent. Before I begin, I would like to announce something very important." He paused for effect. "We are not the only school for spies." That got the crowd again and I rolled my eyes. "Silence, please. This year, fifteen of our students will be in an exchange program with the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women." Before he could say anymore, the audience was in an uproar and even I was part of it.
There was a girls' school. A school for spies. I mentally slapped myself for not realizing this before. I mean, there were dangerous female spies world wide. It would make sense that there would be a school for them as well. I kicked the whiz tech kid Jonas who was standing next to me. "Did you know?" I demanded the genius of the Blackthorne Institute. Maybe he had found something during his hours of hacking.
"No," a voice said behind me. I whirled around to come face-to-face with the strongest spy I've ever met. "But can you believe it?" Grant asked dreamily. "A girls' school. And fifteen lucky guys will stay with hundreds of girls." I smirked at him. He was the girl-crazed one of the group and I wondered how he would deal living with an entire of school of them.
I looked back at Jonas. "About this school." Sure, we weren't friends because Zach Goode didn't have friends, but we were partners in past missions and if I wanted to learn more about this academy, I could work with him. Even though we all had high IQ's, I was impressed with how smart he was. Together we would find out what Gallagher Academy was about.
He raised in eyebrow, surprised that I would work with him. He knew my motto was every man for himself. Then he nodded. "I'm on it." And I knew that as soon as this assembly was over, he wouldn't be able to resist to research what this school was and who attended it. I could definitely count on him.
Jonas smiled shyly at me, hoping that this would mean we were friends again. But I just couldn't be. I haven't allowed myself to get close to anyone since my parents have been MIA. That's what happens when you're a spy. The people you care about abandon you in some way and I'm wasn't going to allow that to happen again.
I laid back along the wall again and closed my eyes, waiting for Dr. Steve to stop rambling and Jonas to find information on Gallagher Academy. The sooner I could figure out about this school, the better. I didn't like to keep things mysteries.
* * *
I sprinted to my CovesOp class, not wanting to be late for my first day. Luckily none of the teachers were there yet so I took my usual seat in the back of the class. Muffled footsteps entered the door and instead of our usual teacher, there stood Joe Solomon, Dr. Steve, and a woman I didn't know.
"Hello, Blackthorne Institute," Joe Solomon, a dangerous alumni, announced to the class. Whispers filled the classroom but I kept silent. Here was one of the best spies of all time and I wanted to hear what he had to say. After hearing some of everything he's done, it was impossible to not want to be like him. Even my parents had respect for him. "As all of you heard, the best three in the grade will be going to Gallagher." I smiled inwardly. I knew that I would have to be chosen. Sure, I'm conceited but I'm one of the best. No one could deny it, even if they didn't like my cocky demeanor.
The woman who I did not know now spoke. "Hello. I'm Rachel Morgan. I'm the headmistress of Gallagher Academy. In a few weeks three students will come with me and learn what my school is about. I cannot deny that your education here is one the best. However, this exchange program is about placing yourself in a new environment, getting to know the fellow spies that you most likely will be working with someday, and learning something from one of the top academies in the world."
Mr. Solomon nodded and stepped forward. "The three that are chosen must understand that every school has their own secrets. You may be welcomed at this school but if you start digging around for files you aren't meant to touch, then you'll be sent back here for punishment and I will see through that you get what you deserve. My warning to you is not meant to be taken lightly. As for Blackthorne's secrets, you are to keep them between the brotherhood you have here. I don't want that information to be spread to far and too wide." His piercing glare caused the room to shiver, proving subtly that he was dangerous and not a force to be reckoned with. "I hope you understand."
"Thank you Joe, but I believe that keeping secrets is second nature with these boys," Ms. Morgan commented lightly, instantly breaking the tension that hung throughout the room. "At least, I hope that this school has drilled that into them. Now to business so you gentlemen can go back to learning." She cleared her throat all business-like. "Grant Anderson, would you be willing to participate in this exchange program?" Of course, the best in physically beating someone up would be chosen.
Grant pumped his hand in the air and yelled, "Yes, ma'am!", which caused light laughter throughout the room.
"Jonas Johnson, would you be willing to participate in this exchange program?" I knew that the genius of geniuses would be chosen. He could be the next Albert Einstein. Jonas nodded to Ms. Morgan with a slight smile on his face. I could tell he was nervous about living in a school full of girls.
"Last but not least, would Zachary Goode be willing-"
"Of course," I cut her off before she could finish. She raised an eyebrow before continuing with the rest of her speech. Mr. Solomon glanced at me and smirked, confusing me. I didn't understand what their attitude toward me meant.
"Excellent. Grant, Jonas, and Zach will be traveling with me," Dr. Steve said a little too brightly. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. Quality time with Dr. Steve. Fun, right? Not.
"It's an honor that these top three students and athletes will be boarding at the Gallagher Academy. That means, dining with us, sleeping with us, learning with us, and most importantly, working with us. I hope that you gentlemen will make the best of this exchange program in every way possible." I smirked. Here I come Gallagher. Here I come.
* * *
"Jonas," I asked for probably the fiftieth time that week, "anything yet?" I thought that with Jonas's hacking ability, this mystery would've been solved by now. The longer it took, the more I ached to know, and the longer I sat in anticipation, the more the impatient side of me snapped at Jonas.
"Sorry, man," he muttered exasperatedly. "There's pretty much zip on them. I'm pretty sure they're as confidential as we are. Wait, wait, wait. I'm almost there." He began to type furiously on the keyboard. "Yes! I've got it." I looked over his shoulder, glad that I was teamed up with a boy who was probably the best computer hacker in the entire world. "This better be worth it." I nodded, hoping too. It took him a week to get into this and his computer battled countless viruses to hack into these files.
"Zach, should we be doing this?" Jonas asked quietly, his conscience kicking him. "I mean, Joe Solomon warned us about getting into secrets we didn't have any business of knowing."
I shrugged, not really caring. "If you care so much, then delete the computer's history and destroy the hard drive. I just want some background information on a school I'm going to spend a semester at." Jonas clenched his fist, against my reasoning but eventually allowed me to scan the information.
"Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women was founded by Gillian Gallagher in order to teach young women how to live as a spy. Disguised as a finishing school, Gallagher only allowed the most intelligent, most potential students in," Jonas read aloud.
I zoned his mumbling out when my eyes saw a link at the right. "List of enrolled students," I muttered under my breath. Being a spy, Jonas heard me and clicked on the icon. I scanned the screen when the name Cameron Morgan caught my eye. No doubt that she was the probably Rachel Morgan's daughter. "Click on Cameron Morgan, Jonas." He obliged and all of her background information came up.
Jonas began to read, "Cameron (Cammie) Ann Morgan: age 16, daughter of Rachel Cameron and Matthew Morgan. Father is MIA. Mother is headmistress of Gallagher Academy. Cameron is enrolled at Gallagher Academy presently." I smirked. I was right about them being related. Then I registered what Jonas said about her father and my heart sank. She too knew what it felt like to loose a parent.
I scanned the page quickly, reading of what happened last semester and felt my stomach churn in excitement. From what I could get, this girl was good. Maybe better than-- wait, no one was better than me. Especially not a girl, even though she managed to sneak out of school for a semester without anyone knowing. Even if she was a natural pavement artist. Even if she had a boyfriend who never once came close to figuring out who she was until the end. Jealously flashed through me and I scolded myself. I couldn't be falling for Cameron, or Cammie. I didn't even know her.
"She sounds good," Jonas voiced what was already in my head.
"Yeah, she does," I agreed quietly, hating to admit it. My heart began to beat as I continued to read the rest of the page. I felt bad I was reading this girl's life but I couldn't stop reading. I wanted to know who she was. I wanted to know this girl that could sneak out of school and back under high security surveillances. Even I would never get away with that. Maybe I would get a chance to meet her. Maybe she would offer a challenge.
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