So, this will be the end of Universal Secrets...

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OMG JUST KIDDING I SWEAR!

Okay, sorry to joke about that, but hehe I had to because I am a MEAN person. But don't worry, Universal Secrets isn't stopping until I say so. I will let you all know.

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"Ma-ry-sa! Ma-ry-sa!" Girls cheered out the name of the best girl on campus, Marysa Ayuzawa.

"Derek, Derek!" A group of boys whooped, yelling like the idiots they are. Some who were more rambunctious than others called out Derek's nickname, DW. It was chaos, and in the midst of all the commotion, the individuals of the respected names stood face to face, eye to eye with each other.

"You sure you're up to this, Rysa?" Derek asked, a playful grin on his face. "I would hate to hurt you, you know."

"Quit the sweet talk, of course I am sure!" Marysa yelled into his face, her eyes aflame with determination. "I am more than eager to do this, males need to learn where they stand amongst females! It's game on!"

"Well, let the battle begin." Derek murmured.

Oh, it was so game on, but let's rewind back to what started this all...

Day 1; earlier this morning...

"Rise and shine everyone, we're back at the MCIA!"

It was morning, and Marysa was wasting no time in getting ready... and making sure her friends were ready too! However, it didn't look like any of them wanted to get up so early, there still was an hour to waste sleeping... Marysa ignored her sleepy comrades and instead busied herself looking presentable, like an accomplished spy should look.

"Ponytail, hair up. Check! Outfit and boots. Check! Books. Check! Friends... Nope!" Marysa quietly checked off her mental list, and then tried to wake her friends up. No such luck.

After an hour of restless sleeping, Sofie, Amber, and Paula finally woke up, glaring at Marysa.

"What?" She asked innocently, hoping she didn't upset them too much.

"You kept bugging me as I was trying to get my beauty sleep!" Amber hissed.

"Eep! Sorry!" Marysa cringed. "Um, it's not like you need it or anything!"

"So you're saying it's fine I go around looking like crap."

"No, no, not at all! I meant you look fine, so you don't need beauty sleep!"

"Fine, I guess I will forgive you." Amber smiled.

Sofie and Paula stayed silent, not a complaint out of them. They were pretty reasonable, unlike Amber who overreacts with everything.

The girls all changed and got ready, checking each other too to make sure they looked great. Then they trooped down to the cafeteria.

Now remember, this is no ordinary school, so the food is top-notch and delicious. It's not the crappy food that you can't even tell what it is, no, this is gourmet food. Each meal has a wide-array of dishes to choose from, you can't even describe them all! Each and every girl was found stuffing her face with food. Anyways, as Marysa and her friends were sitting down to eat, the loudspeaker crackled to life.

'Girls of MCIA, once you are finished with breakfast, please report to the auditorium, thank you.'

Everyone glanced uncertainly at each other. Miss would never make an announcement to go to the auditorium for no reason, especially after school started. It was very strange indeed.

"Maybe she forgot to mention something yesterday." One of the first-years said to her friend.

"I bet we're having a test or something." Marysa mumbled, stuffing a piece of toast into her mouth to finish breakfast. This happened sometimes, the girls were required to be able to react properly in a situation as a spy. However, why would the teachers announce it?

"I really hope not, I'm so tired." Amber complained. "I swam all summer, and now I'm sore."

"But that means you're athletic." Paula mildly said, though her dark eyes were shining with slight aggravation. "So no complaining."

"Whatever." Amber huffed. "It's not like you had swim meets every weekend."

-o-

After breakfast, MAPS hurried to the auditorium, however, they were stopped by Amber because she forgot her spy bag in their dorm, and needed it. Of course, she couldn't go by herself, so she dragged Amber and Sofie with her. Marysa, on the other hand, refused to baby Amber, stating that she had all the support that she needed to grab a bag. Besides, Marysa was impatient, and wanted to know what was going on. Therefore, MAPS split up, APS going to the dorm and M going to the auditorium.

When APS returned to the hallway, they didn't expect to see a small crowd surrounding the door to the gym. Nor did they expect to hear their friend's name being called as a teacher tried to break apart the frenzy.

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Back to the current moment...

"Ma-ry-sa! Ma-ry-sa!" The hallway was filled with cheers of excited girls. This was unusual because the girls never cheered like this. What was going on?

"DERECK! DERECK!" The rare sound of male voices drowned out the girls' excited calls because they whooped and screamed like the idiots they are.

"Who is Derek?" Amber asked, wondering why there were guys standing in her school, and not quite catching on to what was going on. "Isn't that a boy name?"

"Yeah, unless there's a girl named Derek." Paula scoffed.

"Hm, Derek..." Sofie murmured to herself. That name sounded familiar to her. Why was that?

Meanwhile, in the middle of everyone, stood Marysa and Derek.

"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE?!" Marysa seethed, wanting to squish the smirking boy's head between her hands.

"Why, Marysa! Aren't you overjoyed to see me?" Derek asked, happy to see her.

"Like hell I am! Are you aware you are in a girl's school?" Marysa yelled now wanting to punch him to death.

"Not anymore." Derek grunted.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing."

"Derek Whatever-the-heck-your-middle-name-is Walker, DO NOT say nothing to me."

"Oh, I'll tell you everything,Marysa." Derek smirked smugly, leaning down to whiper into her ear. "However some things are meant for late at night when-"

Marysa jumped back, like she had been burnt. "Ugh, you!"

"Yes?"

"You... Infuriating, vulgar, perverted idiotic stalker, creepo!"

"..."

Silence. No one said anything. The rowdy cheers ceased and everyone paused, wondering what would this mysterious boy do. No surprise to those who know him, Derek had that immaculate smirk he always had on his face.

"Aw, I thought Marysa grew up better than that." Derek complained. "You shouldn't use such bad words, especially in school!" He whispered, teasingly.

Marysa just glared death at him, and had it not been Derek who was receiving the wish of death, that person would've been dead. However, due to his insane qualities, Derek brushed off her look with a smirk even better than the last, and sauntered into the auditorium.

"Bye, Rysa!" He sang, and the rest of the male body followed him.

"What the heck." Marysa had a murderous look on her face. The rest of the girls eyed her cautiously. Amber, Sofie, and Paula ran over to their friend.

"Was that him?" Sofie asked, remembering it was that guy from the café.

"..."

"Who? Do you know him?" Amber asked, breathing heavily.

"..."

"Marysa!" Paula chanted, tapping her friend on the shoulder.

"Mhm?" Marysa half grunted, not in the mood to chat. Amber, who had no patience, karate-chopped her in the stomach, abusively.

"Owwww!" Marysa doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach. "What was that for?!"

"I regret nothing!~" Amber croaked in a creepy sing-song voice and running childishly ahead.

"You'd think she'd grow up by now." Sofie grumbled. "You okay?"

"I think I'll live..." Marysa groaned.

"And she didn't even ask if you were alright." Paula rolled her eyes. "I mean, yeah, you were off in 'killer' land, but did she have to hurt you?"

"Ugh, Amber's always been that way, ever since back then." Marysa said as they walked to the bleachers. Marysa had known Amber the longest because they became friends when they were first years. She met Sofie and Paula later and all four seemed to be good friends. Though Amber would act like a weirdo often.

-o-

Looking around the gym, the girls were surprised to see boys mixing in too. On stage, Miss stood on her podium, wringing her hands in anxiety.

"Girls of MCIA." She began to speak, her voice echoing across the room. "As you can see, we have some unexpected visitors, ones who do not even blong here. Yes, boys are at the MCIA. Why, you ask?" Miss cleared her throat. "MCIA is not the only spy school, although we ARE the highest of the ranks. Of course, as females, we are thought to be better than our opposite gender at performing such duties. MCIA is a school under the spy agency of the whole world, the USA, after all." Miss said proudly.

Marysa breathed in sharply at the name of the commanding power of all spies, the Universal Spy Agency. It always excited her, even though she's heard the term so many times. The young spy knew there were other spies out there, obviously, and found that men were inferior compared to the triumphs of women. However, here are about 100 males entering the highest ranking all-girls academy. What is happening to the spy world?

"Since we are so high ranking," Miss continued. "We have been asked by the USA director to expand our curriculum to both boy and girls. Therefore, the boys of Windsor will be joining us, starting today!"

"Boo!" A bunch of boys yelled. Marysa had a silent rush of relief it wasn't Derek or his friends among those making obnoxious noises.

"We don't want to train with girls!"

"They're probably weak, skinny, and cry babies! How can girls become spies?"

"They'll distract us!"

"LET'S GO BACK TO WINDSOR!"

"SILENCE!" A new voice yelled, filled with vigor and confidence. It was Rita Rider, the retired leader of the infamous group of female spies, the Red Riders. She was widely respected, brutal, and talented. All girls wanted to be like her, and she'll either pass you or fail you. The Red Riders were a group of girls who bonded together and completed the most vexing cases. They were legends.

"Boys, I expect the utmost respect from you. Either you will graduate proudly from here, or stay stuck here... Forever."

"What if we want to leave?" A boy asked, a smirk on his face.

"The only way you will leave MCIA is to be on your deathbed." Rita snarled.

Another rule in the spy world, ESPECIALLY in training. Either you commit until you graduate or die. Simple as that.

"Any other questions? No? Good." Rita didn't even let the boys speak. They looked a little shaken anyway. "So now, you'll be calling MCIA your home. Respect the girls and do your very best."

Theg girls all clapped and cheers as Rita took her leave. The boys grumbled amongst themselves. Miss resumed her position.

"Well, we will go over the rules. Boys will be on the first floor only. Any boys found will be punished, also..."

Marysa zoned put as Miss droned on and on. Man, interesting how boys were becoming a part of MCIA. Part of Marysa was up to the challenge, the rest was unsure. She hated men but for the sake of spying, she'd persevere!

"... And to prove to the boys how well trained our girls are, why don't we have a little competition?" One spy teacher asked. The auditorium erupted into whoops and excitement. "An obstacle/cross-country relay race."

It was on now. The girls looked at each other and smiled. MCIA just got even MORE interesting... If that was even possible!

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