Chapter 1

I woke up at 5 am sharp, even thought school didn't start for another day. That kind of thing tends to happen when you attend Blackthorne Institute for Boys for more than a then a semester. I have been at Blackthorne since 8th grade, I'm a sophomore now, yep 16 soon to be going on 17. Now you're probably wondering what sort of school makes students get up at 5 am. Well, that would be a school of the spy sort. Yeah. I said SPY school. Would you like me to repeat that? Too bad, because you should already know that Blackthorne is a school for spies, considering you would have to be at least a level 4 clearance to even read this.

That in mind, I am not going into all of my lifely details, such as all the girlfriends I've had (zero), what my middle name is (classified), and how old I was when I lost my first tooth (5). Seeing as you are supposed to be a spy, you should already know that; but if by the chance you aren't, I'm just going to tell you the basics. My name is Zach Goode. Don't ask about my parents, all I know is that they went on a mission and never returned. (I'm still looking for answers). The closest things I have to siblings are my roommates, Grant and Jonas (A/N it didn't say their last names in the book). Grant has been practically a brother to me since about the first day we arrived at Blackthorne and discovered we were the biggest boys in our grade. According to some people (the girls we pass by when we are in town), Grant somewhat resembles a Greek God, but I wouldn't know. It's not like I'm looking. Grant and I gradually decided hanging out with Jonas, seeing as he was our roommate we kind of had no choice, and we realized he was pretty cool and a freakin' genius. Seriously, I think he could give Einstein a run for his money. Jonas obviously has the I live in a lab and I'm pasty white look going on, but there is some girl smart enough for him out there in the world. I don't want to sound conceded, but I'm not that ugly myself. I'm pretty sure I am rocking the mysterious bad guy look. I've got deep green eyes, or that's what Grant said that his mom said about me. I'm pretty built, because of the whole spy thing. Grant and I are in Cove Ops and Jonas is on the research track. Obviously. Okay, so now you are caught up with all the basics, let's continue on.

So I woke up at 5 am and took a nice long shower. Normally, I would never be able to do that. You see, Grant takes about hour long showers, but honestly I think he spends the most part of it flexing in the mirror. I mean he can be a cool guy sometimes, but all those girls falling all over him really get to his head. Anyway, after the shower I got dressed and put on my most casual clothes, because after today it will be nothing but uniforms for the rest of the year. Not that I mind, I usually look good in anything; and it's not like I need to impress anyone. I mean all it is an ALL boys school. Seriously, if most of the guys even caught glimpse of a girl in our school, well let's just say it would not be a pretty , considering we are spies; and we have access to things like napotine patches and we know how to knock a person out just by pinching their ear a certain way (that took hours to learn by the way).

Anyway, I got dressed and headed to my favorite passage way, yeah Blackthorne is full of secret passage ways. I've only found 20 so far, but I have made it a personal challenge to find at least 40 by my senior year. I am pretty sure I can do. Unfortunately, both of my roommates know most of the passageways. So that's why I wasn't surprised when I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around and instead of coming face-to-face with Grant or Jonas; I was looking right into the eyes of Joe Solomon!