Preview from last Chapter…

I opened my mouth to say something, just as the door opened and my room mates came in. They paused in the doorway to our room. Looked from my brother and then back to me a few times before shrugging it off and giving us a ton of food that they snuck up to our room.

The sweet smell of pancakes and syrup came in with them and then that's when I realized just how hungry I was. I started putting everything in my reach into my mouth as I got lost in my thoughts.

I should tell Josh that I was the reason Dad died, shouldn't I?

After Josh, and Dylan had left to meet up with Ryan before going to class, I heard some foot steps coming up to me. I looked up to see Cammie.

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Cammie was beautiful she had long straight blond hair and sky blue eyes.

"Zach... are you okay you seem to be in another world sometimes." She really looked concerned. I was able to see it in here eyes.

"I am," I the lie flowing off my tongue easily. "I've just had a lot on my mind, you know with all the placement tests we have to take." I said with a weak smile on my face.

"Okay… Just... Be careful." She said as she left to get her school bag from her room.

After a while I thoughtlessly got everything ready for school.

As I walked to class, there was just so much on my mind that I didn't notice that the door to the classroom that was usually open, was now closed and so I walked straight into it. I snapped out of my thoughts right away and rubbed my head where I had just hit on the door. A few seconds later the door opened and my teacher stood there with a disappointed look on his face.

"You want to become a spy but yet you fail to be quiet. In a real life incident if you did that you would probably be dead now." He said not even smiling. And I know much to well how true this is.

"Don't do it again." He whispered. He was one of the people who was there when my dad died. He turned around and went back to his lecture. It was just then that I noticed that I was late. I took my seat and zoned out not really wanting to listen. My teachers words kept repeating in my head over and over again. You want to become a spy, but do I really?

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It was lunch and I met up with the rest of my friends. Dylan across from me. Grant sat on my right and Becca sat on my left. We were eating knowing that in a few hours we were going to start our first test mission. It was suppose to be our first mission but unfortunately I have been on missions with my dad multiple times. This was the worst possible reminder of my dad. I had always wanted to do this. Be trained to go out in the real world and be able to blend in but now that I was asked to, I'm not so sure I can do this again. I am, well use to be really good. I would secretly train with my dad, he taught our CoveOps class. Which is when we learn how do all this stuff.

Mr. Soloman came in and got our attention, after he finished explaining what was going to happen he led us to the front of the school and outside there were two vans ready to take us into town.

"Girls in one van and boys in the other." Soloman yelled over all the excitement. I got into the boys van and saw a bunch of disguises on the floor. I got the one that would draw the least attention to myself. I knew from experience what they dressed like out there in the town that was so unfamiliar to everyone else.

Once everyone was ready the van lurched forward and the impact through me onto the van floor. Dylan burst into laughter. I got up and rolled my eyes and got back into my seat. Then my thoughts drifted to Cammie. I know that I would never let anything happen to her. I really don't know why, but over the past few weeks I have gotten more and more protective over most of my close friends. I know that they don't have any idea what they are getting them selves into, by being a spy, I mean. I feel like it is my job to make sure that everyone knows just how hard it is to be a spy. I mean, you have to give up everything that you know constantly. Rule #2 Your whole world can change just as quickly as you can get use to your old one. My world is always changing and I never seem to have time to get use to things before they change again. How do I know if I am making the right choice?

My thoughts are so overwhelming. There are so many things that are going wrong in my life, and I can do nothing to stop them from happening.

The van pulled to a slow and then stopped out side a building. I heard Mr. Soloman's voice coming from a speaker somewhere in the car.

"I'm glad that all of you are so excited but I must warn you right here and now that this mission is a matter of life or death. You must choose to do this. No one is forcing you to do anything right now. You can either walk out these doors and except what lies ahead or you can stay and we will remove you from this class," He paused the said, "Good luck."

Once most everyone was out in the sun we heard his voice again.

"You have a lot of courage, to be able to look at what lies ahead and not what is left in the past." as he said this he looked directly at me. Then continued. "A word to the wise. Live in the moment not the past."

Rule# 3 'Never forget what happened, but don't get lost in it.'

In a few minuets it was just Josh and me. Mr. Soloman walked up to me, looked me square in the eye as he said "Think as if you know nothing.... Like nothing bad could ever happen." I forced a slight smile on my face, hoping it didn't look too pained as I watched him turn around and walk off with out looking back once. I have never felt more alone in my life, I thought as I let the smile slip off my face.

This is my first mission since what happened with my dad and after that I had told myself that I would never go on another dangerous mission again

I walked up to the double doors of the business. They were really big, I looked all the way up and noticed in the reflection off the glass that there was a girl standing about twenty feet behind me. The last time I had seen her she was sitting with some friends in the park about a half mile back. She was following me and my goal was to get to the meeting spot with out getting followed. My dad had taught me how to avoid letting this go on for to long, but as I know from first hand experience that my tactic doesn't always work, but I will try my best.

I walked in and before I could get caught I side stepped and slipped into the bathroom and into one of the stalls. A few seconds later I heard the door open up and close quickly and quietly. Just like I had done, to avoid attention. I tore off my disguise and set my backpack in the toilet. I had snuck a second disguise into my bag incase something like this happened. I got into that as quietly as possible. I just barley heard the feet move across the tile floor. The fact that this was a big bathroom was good for me. The foot falls got closer to my stall. I took a deep breathe and held it as long as I could.

The girl walked right passed the door banging a door as she went into a stall a few feet to my right. Then I heard the sound of the door opening again, and the door to the stall right next to me slammed shut. The last time this happened to me someone died and that someone was almost me.

The door opened and closed again as more people came in he feet of the people walked by and they started talking between the two stalls they were occupying. I couldn't let history repeat itself. More than that I wouldn't let any one die, weather they were good or bad, even if it means my life. I stood up on the toilet and then peaked over the stall door. When no one was there I quietly twisted the lock open and slipped out of the stall with a backpack on my shoulder. I glanced in the mirror, yup I looked like a normal teen for now at least.

I was just going to leave for the meeting place when the outside door squeaked when it was opened. So I did what I thought the most unspylike thing to do. I was loud. Right now the only thing that came to my mind was to act the least like spy as I could and more like a normal teen. So, I let the door slam shut when I left and let my feet hit the floor hard.

When I was far enough from the bathroom I slipped around a corner my spy-self going back into full gear. I saw an abandoned stair way down the restricted hall way that I was in. I slipped into the shadows when just in time to not be seen by a big burly man who passed by me with in inches. I tried to sneak up on him but the way the dim light cast a shadow I was easily seen. He stopped abruptly with a big frown on his face.

"You." He called out to me. I shuddered when the light hit half his face. It reminded me of the man who had tried to kill me that night. When he stepped into the light I got an even better look at him and came to realize that he looked nothing like that man in the ally. The only thing that was the same was the mouth and the way he seemed to hold his body.

The look of hatred burned deep in his grey eyes.

"Sorry. I got lost." I turned my head towards the ground and tried not to look him in the eye because I was scared that if I did he would see who I really was and then try to kill me.

Yes I am probably over reacting but I just couldn't stop thinking about how he looked so much like the man who killed my father. My phone buzzed in my backpack and he seemed to hear it because he gave my backpack a hard long stare before looking pointedly at me.

"You better answer that." He said shortly. I glanced back at him and shook my head.

"No, I can get it once I get to my class. Ummm… since there is stairs up to the next floor can I use those because I am running late and my teacher would kill me if I am late." He nodded and then stepped aside.

"Okay. But don't let anyone see you or I will be dead and also don't dillydally." I nodded and then backed up towards the stairs that I knew would bring me out to about where I wanted to be. As soon as I was out on the third floor I darted into a bathroom and changed into my normal school clothes. but added a wig with color contacts so no one would recognize me. I glanced at the mirror as I left the bathroom When I opened my bathroom door I saw the same guy who I had just left.

He looked up at me and noticed that I looked nothing like the guy who he had just seen.

He stood up and grabbed my arm keeping me there as he asked me a few questions. I answered them trying to keep my cool, thinking he would leave when he finished and he did right after he said. "Watch out for him because he could be dangerous." when he let go of my arm I walked down the hall an turned the corner, the man followed me the whole time. I then I ran the rest of the way to the elevator and caught one just as it was leaving, the man started walking towards me but the doors had already closed.

I went up a floor and then took stairs back down to the floor I had just left. I had about thirty seconds left as I walked up the stairs quickly and quietly.

I bumped into our teacher and he turned around. Apparently I was one of two other people who had actually made it back. But unfortunately for me he notice that I wasn't wearing the same outfit that I had left in. I looked up smiling sheepishly this is going to be a long ride back.

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