Hey y'all, sorry it has been so long since I published. I was working on my other story.

Anywho, I'm back now. Can't wait to get started!

Macaronigirl

As I finally walked through the big oak doors to the school, my only thought was WOW, because the inside of the school was nearly as impressive as the front, and that's really saying something. The walls looked like they were from another time, a time where everything was made by hand. There were stone walls and wood floors, and every single thing was made of some kind of natural material. The faces of the other girls who walked in with me were just as surprised, and I thought that maybe I could fit in here.

Then I remembered who my family was and thought again.

Of course, since these girls had come from spy families, so they knew how evil and blood-thirsty my family was, so on and so forth. Well, I would show them that I was a good person. I would be the best student in the entire school! I would - -

Ow. I tripped over someone's shoe lace and ended up sprawled on the floor. The girl whom I tripped on hurried over to my side to help me up. I smiled politely and asked what her name was. She apparently was the headmistress's daughter, Teresa- Resa for short. I told her my name (not my last name obviously) and she seemed a cool kind of girl. We talked on the way to schedule handout and the traditional (which in this case is synonymous to 'boring') beginning of the year speech. My heart did a little flip-flop when I heard that I would have to room with two other people, and I desperately wished that she was one of them.

Soon we were herded into the big cafeteria for the headmistress's speech. I sort of tuned out for a little bit (or all of it) until we had to go to the next room over to get our schedule. There was an old fat lady standing on a wooden chair that was sagging beneath her weight. Her name tag notified her as Ms. Oldnfat, and I was so close to cracking up. This lady's name was Ms. Old-'n-fat? It was just too perfect.

I then realized she was calling out names. I listened patiently.

Bo August!

Teresa Woods!

Callie Schwimmer!

Kat . . . Periwell?

Tons of girls gasped, but I refused to show any sign that I noticed or cared. Head held high, I walked up to Ms. Oldnfat, and took my schedule out of her hand. She shook herself and started reading off more names, but her voice was shaky and insecure. I just sat in a corner and studied my schedule, hoping no one would approach me. I wasn't surprised when no one did.

My schedule held a wide range of classes, including Etiquette (ugh.) to lock pick (cool!) to SpyOps (awesome!!!!!). It also told me who my roommates were. Much to my excitement, Resa was one of them, but the other, Bo August, I didn't know. According to the instructions, I was supposed to go straight to my dorm, so I headed towards where the map said 'dorms'. I didn't expect a warm welcome anyway, so I took the best bunk and set up my stuff quietly. When Resa and Bo walked in whispering, I was sitting on my bunk listening to my IPod. They threw me suspicious glances (which I ignored) and started to unpack. Suddenly I sat up in my bunk, paused my green iPod Nano, and started speaking.

"Ok, listen up." I said. I had their immediate attention. "Yes, I am a Periwell. No, we are not all evil. Yes, my parents sent me here to teach me to be a spy. No, I am not going to stab you in your sleep or something. Any questions? No? Awesome." Bo and Resa both gave me blank stares (which, yet again, I ignored) and popped my earplugs in again. After a while Resa and Bo ignored me, which I absolutely loved. This semester I vowed to be the girl that no one sees, to be invisible.

Yeah, 'cuz that always worked real well for me.

I know this was a short/boring chapter, but it will get better. R&R please people.

Ciao,

Macaronigirl