Okay, so this is for the L'espion Belle Challenge.
It's a spin off to 'Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy' by Ally Carter. Hope you like it!
Blackthorn Institute's stay at the Gallagher Academy; Day 1:
I knew it! I just knew there had to be another school like the Gallagher Academy! But for boys? Who knew! And they weren't just boys. They were spies, like us. Could there be better gossip right now?
This semester will be so much fun!
Day 20:
"Tina, right?" I heard a voice behind me. I caught a glimpse of a boy, maybe a bit older then me, in the reflection on Professor Buckingham's glasses as she passed.
I recognized him immediately. Two weeks ago, he had introduced himself to me. His name was Michael. He was kind, gentle, and liked to hold my hand, even though we weren't dating, which could pull up so many red flags. I mean, he's a mysterious boy from the, until recently, secret Blackthorn Institute for boys, and he liked to hold my hand? Sure, he was really nice and all, and we got along so well, but it was strange, and so not what I was used to! And now he was pretending he didn't know who I was! Cute and creepy... Is that even possible?
I turned around to face him. He was tall and handsome, and had short-cropped, black hair, and deep green eyes. His face had pixie-like feature, a pointed nose, slightly pointy ears, but he seemed anything but fairy-like. He looked strong. Like, could-pick-me-up-and-run-twenty-kilometers-with-me -over-his-shoulders strong. So, yeah, pretty strong. His skin was pale white, like he hadn't seen the sun in years, which I knew was a lie because the sun was poring over him from a window. He seemed like the kind of guy who you could easily forget what he looks like. He seemed like a spy.
"Yeah, I'm Tina. Tina Walters," I said.
He smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, Miss Walters."
I laughed. "And you are?" I asked, playing along.
"Michael. Michael Wright."
"You really know how to make fun of a girl, don't you?"
"It's my specialty." He winked, then turned to walk away.
That's right, he just walked away. How rude! Madame Dabney would be ashamed.
But before I could come to a conclusion, he turned back around and walked towards me again, this time with a flower in his hand.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Smiling, he handed me a bright red rose, with, thankfully, no thorns.
"What's this for?" I asked.
"Well,I just thought a beautiful young girl like you should be showered in beautiful gifts, but since I'm stuck in this mansion-" he rolled his eyes playfully "-I can't buy those stunning diamond earrings in the display for the arcade prizes! So this is what you had to settle for." He said the last part like he was genuinely sorry.
"No, that's okay," I said softly, smiling. "I think it's sweet."I lifted the flower to my nose and was greeted by a sweet, floral scent.
"I also have something else for you."
"And what would that be, Mr Wright?" I asked, playfully.
"It's something I'm trying to save for a really special girl," He whispered, leaning closer to me.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. And I think I've found her."
He took my hand in his and leaned forwards. When our lips met, it was like a scene from the movie. With fireworks - literally. Dr Fibs must me working on some new experiment that went wrong, because the hall seemed to me alive with colourful sparks. Not that I really noticed. I was too busy paying attention to the boy in front of me.
When we parted, a butterfly flew around us, then out an open window. I watched it go,still gripping Michael's hand. My gaze only shifted when I felt him move. He was on one knee, kneeling on the ground.
"Miss Tina Walters," He said quietly, his words easy to hear in the empty corridor. "It would be my pleasure to call you my girlfriend. You would make me the happiest man ever alive."
I laughed, not because of what he was doing, but because he sounded so serious.
I leaned towards his ear and whispered one word: "Yes."
He sprang up, wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me in for a long, passionate kiss.
Okay, I thought. This is defiantly a movie scene.