A/N:

Ok sorry this took a while to upload but I struggled to write it. I know its is going to be very vital to the plot. So just bare with me until I get the ball rolling and get into some action, I personally don't like slow stories either but sometimes they have to be slow! Oh and all the speaking is in itallics because they are speaking in Russian!

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DISCLAIMER: I do not own CHERUB but I do own Dakota.

I shove on my new uniform over my head. I have the scratchy jumper halfway on when the door behind me opens, it hits me in the back and I end up sprawled across the floor without my jumper fully on. "Amy!" I grumble as I poke my head out of the jumper.

"Why are you in front of the door?" she asks huffing and sitting on MY bed which is the BOTTOM bunk. I groan and stomp down the stairs. I sit down at the table and fill my bowl up with cereal. Ewart grumbles as he stalks into the kitchen.

"Morning" I say in my best happy voice.

"Shut it" he growls, I raise my eyebrows and carry on eating.

We are halfway out the house and Amy hasn't come down stairs yet. "We're leaving!" Ewart yells.

"What? I'm not ready!" Amy shouts back from deep inside the house, I sigh audibly and walk down the street towards the bus stop. With Amy you could never tell when she is going to be ready. I stand by the bus stop the chilly wind wrapping around me, Amy arrives at the bus stop just as the bus comes to a squeaking halt. Our stop is the last on the journey to school and the only free seat was next to Emilie. I recognize her from the profile I had spent hours studying. Her long blonde hair glistens in the light and her blue eyes flash.

"Anyone sitting here?" I ask switching to Russian.

"No" Emilie replies grabbing her bag and placing it on her lap.

"So is Svezhy Veter a good school?" I ask pretending to seem overly interested with her uniform.

"Its pretty bad" she says.

"Just my luck"

"You are from Britain, no?" she asks in broken English.

"Yes and no" I reply.

"How do you mean?"she asks switching back to the familiarity of Russian.

"It doesn't matter" I say mentally kicking myself for letting it slip. I am meant to stick the lie we had made up!

She just nods "Do you want to join me today?"

I took my time thinking up an answer, not only that I only have a limited vocabulary but I don't want to seem overly eager. "Sure, why not" I say grinning and relaxing slightly. So far so good!

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Emilie." she replies "You?"

"Dakota."

We sit in silence until we get to school. I follow Emilie to form until she drags me to a bathroom just off the main corridor.

"Firstly, don't wear your uniform like that okay? Undo your top button, untuck your shirt and roll your skirt up" she says. I fix my uniform so it matches hers.

"Now?" I ask.

She grins "Great!"

We head into the form class, it turns out we 'accidently' have all the same classes. All thanks to everyone back at CHERUB.

I can tell something was up when she was overly nice to me. I have read her file, she isn't nice to anyone but who is in her crowd. Also another sign is her friends sniggering behind my back. They think I can't tell but I can. I'm a trained CHERUB agent. She has a little plan tucked up her sleeve, a plan to either humiliate the new comer or if they succeeded in her little plan she would befriend them.

We head towards математика or in English maths. "Do you want to skip math? It's such a pain" she says.

"Sure" I say knowing all too well to what she had in mind.

"You want to go to town?" she asks as we step out into quiet halls. My footsteps echoe down the corridor in perfect sync with my beating heart.

I can only concentrate on the pounding of blood in my ears and rhythmic thump of my feet against the concrete pavement. The footsteps following us fade out as we reach the edge of the bank of the river Mосква.

"How much did we get?"Emilie asks as I pull a wad of cash out of my pocket.

"Seventy Euro" I grin halving the money between us. She grins back and places it in her pocket.

"You know I have never known anyone able to pull that stunt off" she says.

"Why? What usually happens?"

"Well..." she starts "...to see if anyone is good enough for my trust, my daddy told me to do this test. See who would raid a shop and not get caught"

"So I passed?" I ask.

She smiles at me."Of course, we can't go back to school. So do you want to come to my place?"

"Sure" I say slinging my bag over my shoulder as we head towards the bus stop. The wind blows my hair around my face as I struggle to stay in a straight line

"You're not used to this are you?" Emilie laughs as I stumble dangerously close to the edge of the bank.

"No!" I gasp as I steady myself against the howling winds.

I am thankful to get onto the warm bus and out of the wind. I even manage to straighten my hair, which will soon be a mess when I step off the bus. Emilie gives me my own personal history lesson on Moscow and nearby cities such as Aero City on the bus drive to her place.

I manage to catch onto a few of the main words throughout her explanation, but some brought up as blanks. So I just nod and smile as if I understand everything. I make a mental note to myself to learn a lot more vocabulary.

"This is our stop." she says as the bus slows down outside a park.

The walk to her house isn't very long, we pass lots of mansions with high iron fences and perfectly cut gardens. Security cameras line the fences, I could have sworn one turned on me...Emlie's house was even more magnificent than the others. It is a large mansion which is surrounded by a well kept garden, the white stone shone in the remains of sun which pokes out from behind the clouds.

"Daddy!" Emilie yells as we enter through the glass doors and into the marble reception lobby. Mr Silikov walks down the marble stair case as Emilie runs into his arms.

"Why are you home?" he asks as he sets her down, his eyes travel to me. I stiffen under his strong gaze. "Who are you?"

"Daddy this is my new friend Dakota, she is foreign" she says stepping back so she was beside me. "She passed the test!"

He smiles at me "Welcome to the Silikov home." he says stretching a hand out towards me. I shake it. I am so close to one of the most wanted men in Russia.

"You are welcome here anytime you want." He says walking back towards the stair case. "I have work to do, how about you guys watch telly?"

Emilie nods enthusiastically and we head towards her room, passing many closed doors which increase my curiosity.

"How was your day?" Ewart asks as I walk into the lounge. Amy is smirking at me from behind her school books.

"It was good." I reply shoving my bag on the chair.

"I heard you skived school, and robbeda shop?" Ewart exclaims pointing a finger in my direction. Amy is now giggling from behind her Chemistry book.

"How close did you get to Adrian?" I asks ignoring Ewart's statement.

She scowls "Don't change the subject"

I glare back. "So? How did you do?"

She stares at her book.

"He didn't even glance at her." Ewart supplies turning the page of the news paper, Amy sighs and closes the book.

"Yes, he didn't even glance at me? So how did you do?" she asks.

I grin "Well, as I skipped school and robbed a shop. I earned thirty five Euros, with the help of Emilie Silikov andI met the one and only Mr Silikov!"

Amy stares at me as I smile to myself, serves Amy right! I thought jumping to conclusions.

"Well done Dakota." Ewart says.

A/N:

So I have managed to edit this chapter and I hope you enjoyed it.

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