"Mum?" I asked before I was grabbed from behind.

I kicked, thrashed, I used every technique that I had learnt, but nothing seemed to work. So, being the cry baby I am, I started to cry. Tears flowed down my face as another pair of hands grabbed my legs and threw me onto something soft. My couch?

"Sammy, we're sorry. We didn't mean to scare you, stop crying now." I swear I heard Mum's voice, so I opened my eyes and standing there were Mum and Dad, both looking down at me.

Mum instantly engulfed me in a hug and started rubbing my back. She was acting all motherly, while I was just being stupid. It happened a lot, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"We are sorry sweetie; we didn't mean to scare you. We just wanted to play a joke on you, it wasn't meant to go this far. Forgive us?" Mum looked at me with her big blue eyes while I looked back with my green ones.

"Ok, I forgive you. I admit I did get scared for a moment there." I told them with a smile on my face.

They both looked at me for a moment then they both charged at me and attacked my sides, making me squirm and laugh. It was one of those great family moments that you'd never want to miss. The moment when you can't focus on anything else, even someone looking into your window.

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The next morning was probably one of the most uneventful school mornings of my life, but the afternoon was a completely different story. We were sitting under the big oak tree at the back of the school watching the boys play football (A/N: I think everyone will have a different idea of what 'footy' is, but it's not relevant to the story. But be warned I will use things to what I think that footy is like =)).

We were leaning against the tree and occasionally throwing a drink bottle to a passing boy, thirsty after running up and down the oval. Pretty much every single boy in my year level was playing with the exception of the nerds and Josh.

Josh and Emily, it was kind of scary that they haven't bothered me. It has been about a week and they haven't talked to me or anyone for that matter. Just as that thought passed through my head they both walked talking about someone called Grant.

"Well, can't Grant get us more of those type of things?" Josh asked, but as soon as he did I froze. What did he mean by 'those things?' They could be more of the tablets Bex gave me the other day. But then again, it could be something as simple as a pair of sports shoes.

That's when they stopped talking because they realised all the boys were walking toward them, calling out to us girls, asking to throw us their drink bottles. But since we weren't looking at them, they ended up taking them from us anyways.

They all drowned themselves in the cold liquid, some sitting while others kept leaning over. They were all tired and after a hard game of footy, you would be. Everyone was sitting down talking to each other, but not me, I had my eyes glued on Emily and Josh, who were now sitting on the other side of the oval. They had Emily's phone in between them while talking to someone.

I grabbed a group of year sevens that usually walked around the oval at lunch and told them to sit down beside me. "Okay guys, I want you to do me a favour." I told them as I looked at them deeply. "All it involves is what you do every day; all you have to do is find out a couple of things at the kids across from us are saying to the person on the phone."

The all looked at each other before they gave me a quick nod of their heads, before the head off on their continuous journey around the oval.

I watched them closely, very closely to make sure they were doing their job right. They were laughing really loudly at a joke one of them might have told, or a funny story, but when they got to Emily and Josh their laughing died down just a bit, enough for them to hear what Josh and Emily were saying.

To be completely honest once they'd gotten past them, I thought they'd immediately thought they'd sprint across the oval and blow my cover, but they didn't. They calmly walked around the other side of the oval, looking like they were in no rush at all. That's what I liked about these guys, they didn't make anything obvious.

When they got back their faces looked confused. The tall girl with the blonde hair was the first to speak. "The first thing we could hear was them laughing, but when we got closer a stern voice, that was most likely over the phone told them to stop and they did that immediately. Then the person started talking about looking out for each other and things like that and not to get hurt on their mission."

That's the last thing that she said and when I gave her a look to go on she just shrugged "then they hung the phone up, and we were about ten or so metres away from them, Seb," she pointed to a guy who I suspected was Seb, "claimed that they hung the phone up." Seb gave me a smile showing his blue and green braces.

What really bothered me was the mission part, if there was a mission; I presumed that it had something to do with me. I was wondering what they had on their side, anything like I had, spies. But by the look on my Mum's face when she said the circle, they could have something better than that, something much better.

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When I was walking down the street that night I was very jumpy and I am not very proud of it. I was actually scared, which was making me even more scared by the second. 'Emily and Josh are after me', it was this very weird voice in the back of my mind, but it was my own.

Suddenly my head perked up and stopped right in the middle of that footpath, getting a very concerned look from a mother that passed by. But this is more important than the weird glances that I was getting, this was news to me and I know everything before it happens! (Not that I'm bragging or anything). 'But what was Josh doing helping Emily? Is he, no.' I told myself, 'he can't be, it's impossible; he's not evil and will never be.' But sadly I kept second guessing myself, all night too.

EEEEEEEEEK! I am soooo sorry! I feel really bad, it's been so long! I haven't updated because of my stupid homework! Urrrgh! Sadly, I just finished it class (yay!) so I went to go to homeroom and left my USB in the computer and the next day I went to collect it and someone had taken it! So I had to redo TWO of my FOUR projects…
Also, something's that even sadder than that is that I got hardly any reviews. I'm not regretting updating as much as I should, because I feel that no one likes it as much as I want to. I don't care what you say (just nothing rude or offensive. So no swearing or saying something about me, criticism stays on the story, thanks =))
Peace out,
Spies-can-solve-puzzles =)