Disclaimer: I do not own Gallagher Girls and I am not the amazing author Ally Carter

I didn't come all the way from England to waste my time at Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women. Let all the other girls fall over themselves because 15 boys have moved in. But not me. Oh no, I have things to do.

Personally, I couldn't care less if the boys think I'm pretty or give me some compliment. Now, if the compliment was some sort of code I could crack, then what the hell, they can compliment me all they want. Sure, I'll flip my hair like I did for Grant that day, but that's just entertainment. That's just practice.

As a future spy, I can't be distracted by the male species and all their testosterone. I need to focus. Focus on the enemy. Focus on kicking their a- I mean butt.

Sure, I'll have fun. I always do. Because I also didn't come all the way from England to get bored on the weekends.

But I really couldn't be bothered by any of the boys. To me, it's just a game. Just practice.

If you didn't care what the boys thought of you, then why have you suddenly started putting make up on in the morning?

What? Where did that come from?

Your sub conscience.

Then shut the hell up sub conscience. I'm in the middle of a power rant.

But you know it's true.

What I know is true, is that I need to stay focused so I can be the best spy ever. So I won't get caught. So I won't be like Cammie's dad. I've seen what it does to her. It tears her up inside. I can tell when Mrs. Morgan is thinking about him, she gets tears in her eyes. I can't do that to my family. I won't do that.

I don't want to die. I know that when I start my actual career, it's an everyday risk. And don't get me wrong, I love the danger. It's thrilling. It's what I thrive off of, what I live for. But there's the key word. Live.

If I'm being honest, I really don't want to get attached to any boy here because then I'll have to let him go. And I'm the kind of girl who doesn't let go of what she wants. Then when they're gone I'll be sad and Bex Baxter and sad do not mix. But if for some ungodly reason I do get (shudder) depressed, I won't be on top of my game. And I am always on top of my game.

I didn't come all the way from England not to be.

A/N: Review! Tell me what you think! Be honest! I almost didn't post this.