Hey y'all. This is my most popular story, so I'm going to update as often as possible. Thanks for the review Eyes for Eternity. Oh yeah….this isn't actually set at the Gallagher Academy. I didn't want to copy Ally Carter too much so I'm making up my own school. I don't got a name yet, so anybody who PM's me a good name will get an imaginary prize!!!!!!!!!!

Macaronigirl

The next morning I woke up to an annoying alarm clock probably set by my roommates just to annoy me. Not wanting to be late on the first day, I scrambled down the ladder on my top bunk. However, I didn't make it all the way down because my foot slipped and I fell off the ladder backwards on to my butt. Hard. And I landed on a very surprised Resa. Again.

Resa looked kind of surprised, but then we both started cracking up, so I figured things were o.k. That was just the moment that Brooke stepped out of the bathroom. She found us both lying on the floor laughing our heads off, and she couldn't help but laughing too. The annoying alarm went off again, and I realized we only had five minutes left 'til we had to be downstairs for breakfast. All three of us began rushing around the room, bumping into each other, and general chaos ensued. After what seemed like forever, we were rushing to the Cafeteria. We attracted many irritated glances for the rest of the girls, but Resa's comment made up for it. "You know, you aren't really what we expected a Periwell kid to be like. I believe you are a good person Kat." Brooke nodded in agreement and my heart swelled with pride. However, I brushed it off as nothing. I lied because that's what spies do.

The three of us scrambled into the Cafeteria, barely getting there in time for roll call. This was the first time I really got to look at my classmates. There were girls of all shapes, sizes, and colors, but we all looked somewhat the same, because of our uniform.

The uniform was a short sleeved, white, collared shirt that practically had nerd written all over it. It was a semi-covered up by a forest green sweater vest. We wore pleated skorts that were green and white plaid. It was pretty horrible.

Our headmistress, Ms. Woods, stood up to make a beginning of the year speech, welcoming us to our school, Ginger Academy, (A/N: Somebody PMed me with a name. Thnx!!) And I could guarantee no one was listening. We ate breakfast and were dismissed to our 1st period class. For me it was LockPick in the basement, which sounded like fun until I found our teacher had a monotone voice that almost put me to sleep. Ugh.

Etiquette was semi-fun, because our teacher, Madame DiVandi, was a laugh. Afterwards I headed down to the mess hall for lunch/social time. (I'm not sure which is more important.)

While I was gone, Resa had apparently convinced the girls that I wasn't going to stab them in the back, and some of them were actually nice. The bell rung very loudly and we all jumped. I checked my schedule and I had maybe the most exciting class on the planet next. SPYOPs!!!!!

I grabbed my bag and scrambled to the door, and in a large mob the entire 7th grade class ran through the double doors to their next classes. I myself went down to the elevators and hit the button (Yes, our school had elevators devoted to our SpyOps 1 elev/*+ator began to descend smoothly. Then it stopped. I began to panic when the doors didn't open after awhile. The elevator said we were in between floors and I knew: at a school this high-tech, the elevators wouldn't just break down. I cursed myself for not bringing someone with me. Taking out a small electric device that had an infra-red laser in it (Some parents give their daughters shoes, some give them high tech lasers….), I cut a hole in the ceiling of the elevator and levered myself out of the elevator and into the shaft.

A quick glance around me told me there were two ways to get down to my Class: falling, or climbing. I would prefer not to fall down the 150 foot drop to God- knows- where, so I grabbed the suspension ropes and started the slow climb downwards to the classrooms.

Now, most of you have probably never climbed an elevator shaft, and I hope you never will, because elevator shafts aren't one of the cleaner places on this Earth (and now I've got life experience to prove it!)

Once I finally (Thank Gosh!) made it to my stop, I was a sweaty wreck. Flinging open the door to my class, I found an empty classroom. A voice blared off a loudspeaker hidden in the ceiling:

'Good Job Ms. Periwell. You are the first of your classmates to finish your test. Go back to your dorm and study for the rest of the period'

I couldn't believe it. I'd demolished a school elevator for a test? Ugh. I can't believe this.

I scurried off to my dorm before I blew my top. I was pondering whether I should ditch this school now before anything worse happened, when a pair of dark gloves blinded me, and I was pulled into darkness.

Ooooh! I am soooo mean! CLIFFHANGER!!!!! (Insert evil laugh here)

Ciao for now

Macaronigirl