Hey guys. So it's been a REALLY long time since I've updated, but I'm back now.

I have no excuses, just that I was soooooooooo busy.

But I'm back now!

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Thanks! Here's chapter 3:

The sound of my alarm instantly woke me up. I quickly got up and looked around.

Thank god, I thought. None of my roommates were here yet, which meant that I hadn't made a bad impression of myself. Or at least for now.

Although my roommates were not here, something was. On my bed were a plaid shirt, and a white shirt.

It must be the uniform, i thought to myself disappointedly. This place seems more like a boarding school than I spy school if you ask me. But, I guess it has to be since that is what they wanted regular people to think.

I decided to try it on. Once it was in I looked in the mirror. It looked like your ordinary schoolgirl outfit, and to be honest it didn't look half bad. I quickly put my hair up in a ponytail and decided to go find my mother.

I walked down the corridor and then realized I was going the wrong way. But then i decided that i might as well explore this place a little if this is where i will be staying for the next four years.

I kept on waking and all I could see were Windows and doors, nothing special. But then I came across a sword in a glass case and it looked so Magnificent and exciting compared to the worn out building it was in.

This has been the only sign so far that would even make this look like a spy school. I came closer and found that it was so detailed and complex. I touched the glass case, as if I was really feeling the sword.

"don't touch that!" a voice came from behind me.

"I'm sorry I was just-" I said before realizing that the voice was not my mothers. In fact, it was a mans. I quickly turned around to find a man standing there with his arms crossed.

"Ms. Morgan, I don't want any excuses. Just don't do it again." he said ready to turn around and leave.

"How do you know my name?" I blurted out without thinking.

"I... know all of My students names" he said. Maybe it was the pause before he answered, or the uncertainty in his voice, but I could tell they he was lying.

Whoever this guy was, I was hoping he was a teacher. He was very good looking if I do say so myself. His face turned to a confused expression. That's when I noticed that i was staring at him.

"Oh... Sorry" I mumbled not really knowing what to say.

he began to walk away. "don't apologize for what your not sorry about, Ms. Morgan."

"o-okay" I stuttered.

He continued to walk and then turned around one more time. "oh, and Cameron, next time you decide to explore the school, please put on shoes" with that he turned the corner.

No shoes? I looked at my feet, expecting to find shoes but instead I had bare feet. This was so embarrassing! My first time meeting the hottest guy I have ever seen and I completely make a fool of myself.

I decided to go back to my room and wait for my roommates. Once I got there, there was voices coming from inside. I slowly walked in.

"hello." I said plainly. Both of the two girls already here stopped there conversation and turned to stare at me.

They werent saying anything so I just smiled awkwardly. "umm my names cammie."

"we know." the girl with the brown hair said. She had a British accent.

"you know?" I Said a little scared. How did they know who I was?

"yeah... It says it on your key." she said.

"oh.. Right. Of course." i said.

"I'm Bex Baxter." the brown haired girl said, sticking out her hand.

She had tan skin, long brown hair, and hazel eyes. She was beautiful.

"Cameron Morgan." I said shaking her hand. "But you already know that"

"I'm Liz Sutton" the blonde haired girl said quietly.

She was smaller, but just as pretty. Her long blonde curls fell down her back, and she had blue eyes.

"nice to meet you Liz" I said smiling.

"so how does this whole spy-thing work?" I asked sitting on my bed, as liz and Bex did the same.

"well its my first year, but my parents are spies so I kind of know some stuff already." Bex explained.

"yeah me to, but my parents are dentists... And they think this is a private school for geniuses." Liz said.

"what about you?" Bex asked me.

"oh I just found out that I was a spy yesterday." I laughed. "but both my parents are spies. Or at least one is." i paused "My dads dead. And my mom is the headmistress."

"your mom is the headmistress! That means that we will get special treatment, right!" Bex said excitedly.

"I don't know about that. I'm pretty sure she will just treat me like every other kid."

Liz still looked as If she was processing what I said. "you said your last name was Morgan, right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"And what was your dads name?"

"Matthew. Matthew Morgan."

"Matthew Morgan!" Bex screamed. "You mean the guy who was the best spy in the whole world until he went missing on a mission!"

"Ummm I guess.." I said, unsure.

"Oh my god Cameron! Your dad is a bloody legend! This probably runs in your family!" Bex yelled.

I laughed and then said, "I hope so"

"oh my god... This might sound a bit weird, but your dad was my idol. He is was the best spy ever. Every spy wanted to be as good as him!" Bex yelled.

I laughed, "thanks, I guess?"

"No problem" Bex smiled.

Just as Liz was about to say something, the door swung open.

I looked to see who it was.

I was shocked. And by the look on Bex and Liz's faces, they were to.

"Where's my bed." the girl said, in a snobby voice, without even introducing herself. She chewed her gum like a cow, while looking down at her perfectly manicured nails.

None of us spoke. We just sat there with our mouths wide open.

It was Macey mchenry.

Macey mchenry. The girl whose dad was running for president.

Macey mchenry. The girl who is drop dead gorgeous and on the cover of every magazine.

She was wearing black knee high boots, black skinny jeans, and a white blouse. She had sunglasses on her eyes, and gum in her mouth. Oh, and a nose ring. A diamond nose ring.

Her long black hair was straightened to perfection, and her skin was flawless. She was even prettier in person.

"Did you hear me?" she said in a bratty voice. "I said, where's my bed?"

I quickly snapped out of it.

"Ummm" I started. "Over there." I said pointing to the only empty bed.

She took off her sunglasses to reveal her ice blue eyes.

"You mean That thing?" she said in disgust, pointing to the bed.

"Yeah. That's the only open bed, stupid" Bex growled.

Macey just rolled her eyes. She walked over and dropped her Louis Vuitton bag on the bed. It squeaked.

"You call this a bed?" she complained. "Whatever. Where's my closet?"

Nobody answered again. We didn't want to make her mad.

"Hello! I swear to god its like I'm talking to nobody." she snapped.

"Over there." Liz said nervously pointing to the empty closet.

She opened it, and starting to laugh. "Seriously. Where is my closet?"

"That's it" Bex said.

"Your kidding right."

"Nope" Bex said laughing, sort of making fun of Macey.

Macey looked as if she was about to cry.

"This is where your going to be living for a while, so get Used to it, Hun" Bex said laying back on her bed.

Macey walked back over to her bed. And plopped onto it.

It squeaked again. Tears started forming in her eyes.

She dug her face into her pillow and starting crying very loudly.

Bex, Liz and I exchanged annoyed looks.

This was going to be a very long year.