3-Getting A Head Start

Courtney jumped off her motorbike once again as she entered the abandoned airport. Because it was so early hardly anyone was there. She walked over to Oliver's desk where she could see him happily typing away, his brown hair swaying over his eyes as he looked down at the keyboard. The teen spy waited for a few minutes, just watching her friend do his job. Courtney had been there the day Oliver had resigned as a field agent. He looked so different now, five years later. It had been Courtney's first week at work. Her father had partially-resigned the day she joined, knowing he was too old now that his daughter was old enough to do it herself.

The brunette sat herself in the same empty chair, the same as she had done the day before. Oliver hadn't noticed Courtney's presence. Courtney let out a huge sigh causing the other few people in the room to turn to her. She spun to face Oliver, who was now looking at her. He had black bags under his eyes and he was ghostly pale. This was the first time Courtney noticed the pile of empty Starbucks coffee cups piled up around him.

"Oliver, have you been up all night?" She asked. Oliver yawned and scratched his head.

"Yeah..." He trailed off, he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

"Oliver, go home." Courtney pleaded.

"I can't go home I have to help" Oliver paused to yawn again. "You."

"I can get by on my own, Oliver. Go home."

"I will, as soon as you're done." Courtney folded her arms and pouted. She hated it when people didn't listen to her advice, especially when it was for their own good. She found a lot of people did it to her. It was almost like they didn't want to take her advice just for the fact it came from her, and it was rather annoying.

"Ah, Courtney. How nice of you to come." Mr. Fitzgerald called, walking over to the two.

"Not really." Courtney mumbled to herself. Courtney loved school, and she was going to regret skipping for business, she could feel it. "Can we get this over with? I don't want to be too late for school, especially on my first day." The teen spy told her boss.

"You won't need to go to your old school anymore. You'll be starting fresh at Klayson High School.

"But once the mission is over, I'm going back to my old school." Courtney tried to hold back the power of her voice, not wanting to start shouting and screaming.

"We'll see." Mr. F replied, not paying a lot of attention to her.

"And how long will the mission take exactly?" Courtney asked. She raised one eyebrow at her boss, knowing that he usually told her all of the details which she was now asking after. It was as if he was holding back on her, which was a first.

"Depends how good your flirting skills work." Oliver teased. Courtney death glared him before turning back to Mr. F for more information.

"Follow me." Courtney stood up, understanding that her boss didn't want to speak around the agents who were in the room. She trailed after him up to his office. "You are going to keep a low profile. You have to get close to Duncan Klix and Duncan Klix only. You must gain his trust and get him to spill his father's latest work to you." Mr. Fitzgerald tapped his fingers over the touch censored screen built into the metal table. The centre of the able turned around to reveal a selection of different items that could be useful to any spy.

Courtney fingered each device carefully; she had to make sure to get the right one. She picked up a small gun, nothing flashy, and held it up so it looked like she was about to shoot, she placed it back in its holder and picked up a ray gun. "This one will do." She told her boss, picking her usual. Courtney had experimented with every gun, but she always preferred the ray gun. He happily tapped on the keypad again, causing the table to return to its normal state.

"Am I getting a new identity?" She asked as she strapped the gun into her bag.

"No." Mr. F. replied. "Your identity is not at stake here, he shouldn't know who you are. You should be safe." Courtney took a seat and looked up at her boss. "You can start right away." He answered the unasked question. But it was what Courtney had been dreading. No time to say goodbye to her friends or anything. She could be gone for months on end and she would not be able to tell anyone why. Maybe Bridgette, if she showed up at her house to find her missing best friend, but even that was dangerous.

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"Hello, I'm Mr. Simpson, Courtney's father." Oliver lied to the principal. They shook hands and the headmaster motioned for Oliver and Courtney to sit down. Oliver was pretending to be Courtney's father so she could get into the new school, the same one as Duncan Klix. Courtney was starting to get nervous and it was annoying her. She had never got nervous before a mission, she was always confident with what she did. The point was, Courtney had never had a boyfriend, and the thought of her first one being fake, used for the security of the world, it just didn't seem right to her. And there was something about Duncan Klix that Courtney couldn't quite put her finger on, and she hadn't even met him yet.

"Well, Courtney. What brings you to our school?" The principal asked the teen spy.

"I just needed to get away from my old school, I needed a change of scenery and my father agreed. So we decided this was the best school for me to start at." Courtney recited what Mr. Fitzgerald had told her previously.

"And what a wise choice you have made." The clueless headmaster smiled at her. "I am your principal, Mr. Fisher, and for the first week of school you'll have a buddy to help guide you." Mr. Fisher typed away on his computer. "Your buddy should be Duncan Klix. That's not right." The head teacher re-typed. "Duncan Klix...I'm sure I can find you a different buddy."

"No, No. Don't put yourself through any trouble." Oliver protested. "This lad will be fine." The truth was Oliver had hacked into the system earlier that day and assigned Duncan as Courtney's buddy.

Mr. Fisher sighed, almost as if under Oliver's control. He stood up and the other two did the same, escorting the way back into the hallway for Courtney to start her new school normally.

"I'll pick you up later." Oliver told Courtney, kissing her head. "Have a good day."

"I will." Courtney smiled at him. "Bye, dad." She giggled as she followed Mr. Fisher down the hallway to her first class.

The corridos were long and twisting. Courtney was lucky to have a good memory otherwise she would have easily got lost. It was a big school too. One of the best education facility's in the country. How Duncan Klix ever got into the school was a mystery to Courtney. If the mowhawk and piercing's didn't already tell you, Duncan was known as a rebel, a delinquent even. Not many people would know about his dad, mybe no one in school did. Why would any super villain want their teenage son telling pople about their evil plans? For all Dr. Klix knew, his son could have been socializing with...dare he say it, the good side. But, as far as he was concerned, Duncan's friends weren't that great.

Finally, Mr. Fisher stopped outside a classroom. He pushed open the door and held it there for Courtney to walk through. She thanked him as she did, which he returned with a smile.

"Mr. Fisher, to what do we owe the pleasure?" Courtney looked over to the blackboard to see a short, stumpy man. He had a balding head and a pot belly to match. He wore thick rimmed and oval shaped glasses, and looked like one of those teachers from a stereotypical teen movie.

"This is Courtney Simpson, she's new here." The principal paused to look around the room. "Klix not here then?" He asked rhetorically. "Shame, I guess until he makes an appearance you'll have to follow-I mean buddy up with." He took another moment to scan the sea of stdents. "Gwen Parker." A gilr in the back of the room groaned loudly as she slammed her head on the desk, her black hair and teal striped hair fell over her face as she did so. She was wearing a black corset top with a small blue jacket over it, and a long-sleeved, green top between the layers. Gwen's ghostly white skin stood out against the fake tan of the blonde sitting beside her.

The brunette took an empty seat near the back corner of the room, one behind her new 'buddy'.

"This mission is failing already."Courtney mumbled quitely.

"What did you say?" Gwen snapped, turning around in her seat to face the new girl.

"Oh, I was just wondering if this seat was okay for me to sit in." Courtney fired back with a cute smile on her face.

"Your funeral."Gwen muttered so softly Courtney only just caught it. She didn't ask the goth what she meant, for starting an argument on the first day of a new school wasn't the right way to go about things. Instead, Courtney just sat, thinking to herself, ignoring everything the teacher was saying. Why should she care anyway? Sure, she LOVED school, but she wasn't going to be there long. That was as long as Duncan Klix decided to show up.

Courtney dodged another spit wad as it came tumbling towards her. What was that, the fifth in one hour? High School was hell, but this place went below and beyond that. Even better, Duncan hadn't even showed for school. Life wasn't getting easier for the spy. But, she refused to give up. High School was High School, it as the same at her old school too. Oh, how she wished she was there. A gossip with Bridgette, a laugh at Geoff and his weird ways. Courtney was counting the days until she could get back to them. If only she knew how many days there would be...

The door swung open, and almost fell back off its hinges. Courtney jumped from her position with her head on the desk to sitting bolt upright. In strolled Duncan Klix. It was hard to confuse him with any other person alive.

"How nice of you to join us, Mr. Klix." The teacher at the front of the room greeted sarcastically.

"Not really."Ducan muttered in reply as he walked up the aisle to his desk, or better known as Courtney's seat. Duncan stopped and looked down at the new brunette in his chair. Courtney did nothing but stare back, she was praying onthe inside that no one could see how scared she really was.

"What do you think your doing in my seat?" He asked.

"Your seat? Oh, I'm sorry you must be Duncan Klix. I wondered why it said reserved for the class Jackass written on the seat." Courtney's remark got the class to burst into a chorus of ooo's. Duncan wasn't impressed by this, but managed a sly smirk and a small chuckle at Courtney.

"You now what, Princess? I'll let you sit there for today, but tomorrow, find a new space." Duncan replied.

"Princess?" Courtney raised an eyebrow at the delinquent as he fell into the empty space behind her.

"Yeah, you're very demanding, and smoking hot, just like a Princess." He gave a wink towards her and before Courtney could come up with another smart remark, the teacher butted in.

"If you two are done." Meaning that they should shut up and carry on with their work. The teen spy couldn't help but smirk to herself as she realized just how easy this mission would be. Little did she know, Duncan was thinking exactly the same.

A/N: Ooooh!

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Just listening to the Top 30 for the weekend...I hate all of the songs they've played so far. What is happening to music, huh?

Bleh...I am hoping to finish this story soon! Only 7 more chapters to go...Not that I don't like this story, just that I have TWO new story ideas which I'd love to write! (One is an idea of a mental hospital, which I have wanted to write about for about a year now! But only just got an idea for! And the other is a Huger Games fic and I really wanna write a multi-chapter HG fic sooon!) But I can't write either unless I get rid of a couple of my stories...

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