Hey guys sorry it's been so long, but I was on holiday and then our internet went down so I couldn't upload. However, I'm back with a whole new chapter that I hope you'll enjoy...

P.S I don't own anything you recognise as canon...


The next morning I awoke peacefully to the birds chirping merrily outside my window and the suns golden rays beaming through the rich emerald curtains. In this moment I felt a wave of happiness course through my veins all the way to the end of my fingertips and for once over these past couple of days I wasn't focused on counting down the time before my friends arrived and classes started; I was solely taking in the gorgeous day. A day that hopefully was full of something new and not consumed by my lonely body crawling the corridors and searching for the secrets hidden deep within the passageways of Gallagher Academy. Though my joyous mood in that moment soon dissapated as the dorm room door burst open to reveal my brother with a look that could probably kill. A look that contained a mix of such determination and anger: aimed towards me.

"Up." He commanded, as if he was a general, and I only a soldier: beneath him. Well unfortunately for him, I wasn't, and no time soon would I be told what to do by my brother. So I stared back at him with a look that dared him to make me. He continued, "Up. Now." I'd had enough of he thinking he had authority.

"I'm not a dog."

"Of course not. That would be weird if my sister was a dog."

"So you can't command me to do anything."

"I can say what I want: freedom of speech." Not this again. This what he always goes back to. The freedom of speech, which is another thing he uses to defend himself against what happened in Aughor. Unbelievably annoying.

"There's freedom of speech- and then there's just being an idiot." Jamie then decided that talking (or mediation as my mom would often say) wasn't going to help him, so he marched over to my wardrobe and pulled out the first pieces of clothing he found. Which happened to be a christmas sweater, with what I think is a very adorable reindeer and a pair of bright green leggings, which I wore for a mission involving the need to resemble a flower (lets just say I ended up with a very colourful petal hat).

"Here." and threw me the clothes he'd just collected from my closest, "Get changed." Jamie then continued to stare at me, waiting for me to start getting ready, though what he didn't understand was that I wasn't any time soon with him standing there.

"Jamie..." I started," Please leave my room, otherwise I'm not leaving this lovely bed, and you'll have to explain to both mom and dad why I'm not coming with you into Roseville- and I'm pretty sure you know what the response will be." An expression of pure anger crossed his face and he left hurriedly out of my room, wheras my face was smothered in a grin at winning that argument.

Half an hour later, after readjusting my outift (shoving everything back and pulling out skinny jeans and a t-shirt) I was ready. I quickly picked up a waffle from the dining room and then fastracked to the hall where Jamie waited, not impressed at how long it had taken me to get dressed. So much so that he continued to remain in his grumpy attitude all the way to Roseville, meanwhile I was in quite a chipper mood and not even my brother could drag me down.

I tried several times in the van to engage Jamie in a conversation, but he wasn't having any of it and so eventually I gave up, not being bothered to try and bring my brother out of his mood. Instead, I stared out of the car window at the new scenary that greeted me. Everywhere I looked seemed to be tinted with the colour of green, highlighting the vast majority of trees that surrounded us. For some reason I enjoyed all the vegetation though, it made me feel safe and secure in my little home (that wasn't quite so little) and able to escape the realms of the real world that contained all the evils that caused me and my family to enter into the unknown. To prevent those evils from reaching the population. Inside this serene place we were us: just us.

Eventually, after what felt like a lifetime from Jamie's attitude, we arrived in the centre of Roseville. A quaint little town that I've visited only a handful of times in the past when short on supplies or l, ike now, for hints of a population. So I jumped out of the van eagerly, ready for whatever normal adventure greeted me on this beautiful day. Jamie shortly followed though without so much as a word, or a change in expression. It was times like this that I became really annoyed at my brother. His different moods caused me to boil with rage because all I wanted was my real brother, not a moody jerk; which unfortunately for me was what form I was left with today. I woulod've just liked him to acknowledge my presence in this world today, and so I went to start a conversation, though not before: "So, I'll see you in a couple of hours. Bye." Jamie spoke in his usual ever-knowing tone. This took me by surprise, as according to me we were meant to be spending the day together, he hadn't mentioned him doing anything else.

"Uh. Where do you think you're going?" I replied, in a sort of annoyed tone.

"Around. I'm sure you have some 'girl' things you want to do- like shop. So I'll leave you to it."

"And what would you be doing?"

"Doesn't concern you."

"I think it does."

"Well you though wrong."

"I'm here to keep an eye on you."

"That's nice, but I'm the oldest here. I think I can look after myself."

"Oh really."

"Really."

"Well-" and just then our argument was interupted by another voice.

"Oh, what a great sight to see a sibling dispute!" And I was pulled from our frenzy to an unfamiliar, yet grinning humourously face. A face of a boy; though a boy who appeared around my brothers age; with the same stance as my brother; the same sort of expression as my brother. In fact he reminded me oddly of my brother and somehow I found myself flicking between the two: confused.

"Hey mate." Jamie said to the stranger, and they both started to do a handshake, while the stranger replied, "Hey." The stranger then stepped back and I was able to take him in.

He had tousled dirty blonde hair that was becoming ever more wind-blown as time went on, thanks to the slight breeze that had just occurred. Suddenly his head whipped round to me and I was stunned into silence by his blue-green eyes, that held a sort of amused glimmer. His mouth began to move and words came out,

"So this must be the infamous Miss Morgan Alyssa Goode." He said, in a mocking gentlemen tone.

"How do you know my name?" As all of a sudden I was pulled from my daydream.

"Well, Jamie here likes to talk a lot- as I'm sure you know, and you just happen to come up a lot." He replied, again in his mock expression.

"So... who are you?" Anxious to know who this strange person Jamie's been talking to me about.

"Well, Sir Nicholas Greenwood at your service."

"What, no middle name?"

Sure, but I'm not one to share that horrific monstrosity with anyone. Even Jamie here doesn't know." And he nodded in the direction of my brother, who had seemed to dissapear from the conversation.

"Yeah. I've been trying for years to get it out of him, but the art of my persuasion skills have never been able to crack his wall to the secret of his middle name." He then turned towards him, "No trust..."and they both laughed. I just shook my head.

"So what is Sir Nicholas doing here?" I asked Jamie. Maybe to Nicholas my tone sounded playful, but my brother knew that underneath was a hint of annoyance and warning at him.

"Well..." I gave him a look that dared him to carry on. But he couldn't, afraid of what ever they were planning to be given up. However, he surely knew that I was training to become a spy and that I could quite easily find out what they were doing, so he should just waste us all some time and effort and confess.

"I'm sure we can trust Miss Morgan here, after what I've heard about her from you." He looked to Jamie then to me, giving me a smile that was full of trouble.

"Fine. You should follow." And so he turned away from me, and walked. Nicholas joined him and a couple moments later I followed, unsure for once what I was getting into.