p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Hi, here goes the second chapter - edited!/span/strong/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Chapter two/span/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After everything had been arranged, I went straight to my apartment, it was only five p.m. but I really didn't have anything else to do anymore, so I decided I could already get prepared for the sleepover./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I was really excited. It had been so long since we had done a sleepover and I really missed it. Those sleepovers were always good for relaxing. We just talked about missions, boys and clothes, we played truth or dare and we also watched one movie after the other. We really had fun every time we did a sleepover – We even had developed a plan: Every week at 6 p.m., either at Bex', mine, Macey's or Liz' house. But lately we hadn't really stuck to this plan. We always had something else to do: desk work, missions and many other things had come up./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"My inner clock told me it was already 5:37 p.m., so I quickly finished packing my sleepover clothes and hurried downstairs to the garage. I drove my white convertible (brand: MINI) through the center of Washington, heading straight to Bex' apartment in Georgetown (I live in Capitol Hill), where she lived in a house, sharing it with Macey. Being the senator's daughter or having two parents working for MI6 and gaining a fortune has its advantages. I am not complaining about Capitol Hill – it is a nice quarter of Washington too./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"When I arrived at Bex' house, I ran in through the door without knocking, hearing a "Don't tell her yet, she'll freak…" "Hi, guys, I am there. Now what shouldn't you tell me yet?" "I wasn't talking about you, Cammie" Liz said, but I could see her pupils widening, so I knew she was lying. "Lizzie, you've always been a bad liar. You know, we can either do it the hard or the easy way" "Cammie, it's three against one. I don't think you've got that much of a chance" Bex lounged on the couch, yawning as she said that. "So you're gonna leave it at that? That's all I get to know?" "Yep, Cam. Guess you'll have to wait till later this evening. Now I would love to watch "Juno". What about you guys?" Macey asked. "Juno is alright, but I've seen it so many times already" Bex answered, basically ignoring my question from before./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I sighed and slouched down on the sofa, sitting between Bex and Liz./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After the movie I was bombarded with questions. "Where are you going?", "Are we coming with you?", "When are we going?", "So you don't know who your partner is?", "My Gosh! How shall I pack for us if I don't know where we're going?", "Are all of us coming?", "Cammie! Tell us!". "Okay, wait, one after the other" I explained. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""First of all, Liz and Jonas are on the research team. Macey, Grant, Nick and Aubrey Jennis are part of the back-up team with my parents. I have a mysterious mission partner whose name I don't even know and we are going to France. I don't have the exact location yet though." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Hold on, why is Bex not coming? Do we really have to take Aubrey with us? And your parents?!" Macey exclaimed. "Yes, yes, we do and apparently Bex is assigned to a different mission at the same time." We all frowned. "But I don't even know about any mission yet" Bex said. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""So… I guess, your mission partner is a guy. I hope he's hot". "MACEY!" We screamed in unison. "You do remember you have a boyfriend, right?" Liz asked "Of course, just saying, Cammie here definitely needs to date again. Since you-know-who you didn't go out at all anymore" she turned her head towards me while saying that. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""And this is why we invited the boys to come over!" Bex screamed "Come out, boys!"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I was shocked! This was a girls-night. A sleepover. Bex couldn't just invite the boys. Plus, if she said "boys", it meant the whole gang: Grant, Jonas, Nick and… you-know-who… ZACH!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Oh. No. You didn't!?" "Yes, I did" she replied, grinning from one ear to the other. "We are also going to play truth or dare, darling" Zach said, exiting a closet on the other side of the room. "Nice to hear you never got over us"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strongspan lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"Question N°2: still the same ;)/span/strong/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"Chapter two/span/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/strong/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After everything had been arranged, I went straight to my apartment, it was only five p.m. but I really didn't have anything else to do anymore, so I decided I could already get prepared for the sleepover./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I was really excited. It had been so long since we had done a sleepover and I really missed it. Those sleepovers were always good for relaxing. We just talked about missions, boys and clothes, we played truth or dare and we also watched one movie after the other. We really had fun every time we did a sleepover – We even had developed a plan: Every week at 6 p.m., either at Bex', mine, Macey's or Liz' house. But lately we hadn't really stuck to this plan. We always had something else to do: desk work, missions and many other things had come up./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"My inner clock told me it was already 5:37 p.m., so I quickly finished packing my sleepover clothes and hurried downstairs to the garage. I drove my white convertible (brand: MINI) through the center of Washington, heading straight to Bex' apartment in Georgetown (I live in Capitol Hill), where she lived in a house, sharing it with Macey. Being the senator's daughter or having two parents working for MI6 and gaining a fortune has its advantages. I am not complaining about Capitol Hill – it is a nice quarter of Washington too./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"When I arrived at Bex' house, I ran in through the door without knocking, hearing a "Don't tell her yet, she'll freak…" "Hi, guys, I am there. Now what shouldn't you tell me yet?" "I wasn't talking about you, Cammie" Liz said, but I could see her pupils widening, so I knew she was lying. "Lizzie, you've always been a bad liar. You know, we can either do it the hard or the easy way" "Cammie, it's three against one. I don't think you've got that much of a chance" Bex lounged on the couch, yawning as she said that. "So you're gonna leave it at that? That's all I get to know?" "Yep, Cam. Guess you'll have to wait till later this evening. Now I would love to watch "Juno". What about you guys?" Macey asked. "Juno is alright, but I've seen it so many times already" Bex answered, basically ignoring my question from before./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I sighed and slouched down on the sofa, sitting between Bex and Liz./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After the movie I was bombarded with questions. "Where are you going?", "Are we coming with you?", "When are we going?", "So you don't know who your partner is?", "My Gosh! How shall I pack for us if I don't know where we're going?", "Are all of us coming?", "Cammie! Tell us!". "Okay, wait, one after the other" I explained. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""First of all, Liz and Jonas are on the research team. Macey, Grant, Nick and Aubrey Jennis are part of the back-up team with my parents. I have a mysterious mission partner whose name I don't even know and we are going to France. I don't have the exact location yet though." /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Hold on, why is Bex not coming? Do we really have to take Aubrey with us? And your parents?!" Macey exclaimed. "Yes, yes, we do and apparently Bex is assigned to a different mission at the same time." We all frowned. "But I don't even know about any mission yet" Bex said. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""So… I guess, your mission partner is a guy. I hope he's hot". "MACEY!" We screamed in unison. "You do remember you have a boyfriend, right?" Liz asked "Of course, just saying, Cammie here definitely needs to date again. Since you-know-who you didn't go out at all anymore" she turned her head towards me while saying that. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""And this is why we invited the boys to come over!" Bex screamed "Come out, boys!"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I was shocked! This was a girls-night. A sleepover. Bex couldn't just invite the boys. Plus, if she said "boys", it meant the whole gang: Grant, Jonas, Nick and… you-know-who… ZACH!/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Oh. No. You didn't!?" "Yes, I did" she replied, grinning from one ear to the other. "We are also going to play truth or dare, darling" Zach said, exiting a closet on the other side of the room. "Nice to hear you never got over us"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt;"strongspan lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif';"Question N°2: still the same ;)/span/strong/p