Chapter 6- Why Can't I Just Be Normal

Edited to add(this first paragraph will be in the beginning of every chap and additional stuff will follow): Hi guys, so I decided to get back to this story finally but first I'm going to edit and repost all my old chapters. It'll work something like this: I'm either going to delete my old story and repost or enter the edited version as a new story without deleting the old one. I'm not sure yet. Anyways, so any new messages I have will be in italics and underlined like this and I'll keep the old A/N's (they'll be bolded). I don't plan to change much about the plot line (I'll let you know in the beginning of each chapter if I've made a major change) but I feel like I need a fresh start and this is the way I plan to get it. Back when I started this story I didn't know where I was going with the plot line and I didn't really edit it at all and that was a mistake I intend to fix now.

Again no big changes but go ahead and read if you like

"Why can't I just be normal?" That seemed to be the question I was asking a lot lately. I knew the answer was right in front of me: the school I go to and life I live. But right now I had the feeling, I wasn't even a normal spy.

I was sitting in my mom's office having our weekly Sunday night dinner with her. Except it wasn't Sunday. It was Wednesday. Tomorrow we would be leaving, and I wouldn't be having dinner with her for a whole semester.

"I mean really. Everyone else is excited about this."

I was sitting on the leather couch in my mom's office, with her right beside me.

"You have reason to be…anxious." She said, rubbing my back. We both knew that word didn't cover the emotional war that was raging in my head. I don't think anyone could think of a word, not even Liz.

"Why me? Why couldn't it have been someone else Josh saw? Someone else who had to break up with him? Someone else's ex-boyfriend who is dating DeeDee? Someone else who met a spy better than her? Someone else that Zach played mind games with? Someone else that had to watch him leave with some questions answered and so many not? Someone else who now, not only, has to go to school with Josh and Zach and complete a mission, but also LIVE with BOTH of them for a WHOLE SEMESTER?"

I could feel my mom still rubbing my back, but she didn't answer these questions, so I kept going.

"How come you're sending my class? How come you assigned me to that house? How come you didn't warn me?"

My mom stopped rubbing my back and turned me to face her.

"Didn't you want to be normal a minute ago?" I knew the answer was yes, but I didn't answer, not knowing where she was going with this.

"Just because I'm your mother and the headmistress, doesn't mean I'm going to consider your preferences when planning an exchange program. I also don't change the housing assignments according to your social life. AND I don't tell you what's going to happen before I announce it to the whole school. I'm just trying to be fair."

I didn't respond. I wasn't supposed to. It has nothing to do with being a spy, to know when your mother has closed a subject.

We ate dinner discussing lighter topics. Well, if you consider Doritos and (burnt) Chef Bourdee' dinner. Afterwards, my mom hugged me goodbye and then pulled me back to look into her eyes.

"You'll be fine." She reassured me." I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too." I replied, and gave my mom one more hug before leaving. I walked up to my room and slept on the floor one last time before waking up to a day that was sure to be full of surprises.