Author's Note: Thank you again for all my reviews! I'm delighted that most of you enjoy the story so far. Just to let you know, if WOOHP and the spies weren't in the story, there probably would be no story. That's just how it goes, so sorry to those that didn't really want WOOHP to interfere. Otherwise, thanks for the reviews again and enjoy the next chapter!


I pulled on my blue jumpsuit and clicked the belt in place. Then I looked over to see the three other girls do the same: Sam had a green jumpsuit, Alex a yellow one, and Clover a red one.

"Are you sure we can run in these heels?" I asked, pointing at the high-heeled boots that were part of the jumpsuit uniform.

"That's what training is for," Sam simply stated with a smile. "Follow me."

We entered from the locker rooms into a medium sized room. The only color in the room was a metallic, metal blue. The floor was the only exception. It was a dark metallic blue.

"Someone needs a new decorator," Clover commented, looking at the drab surroundings. "Unless they were going for the boring, cold look of course. Then they'd be doing a great job."

"This room looks familiar," Alex said, looking around in thought.

Sam sighed. "Its because you've been in here before Alex. We all have, except for Yumi." When they gave her blank expressions, she sighed again. "We trained in here. That's why it's called a training room. Ring any bells?"

"Oh yeah!" Alex said, her face perking up. "I forgot." She smiled sweetly.

Suddenly, a vibrating in my pocket and a ring tone went echoing around the metallic room. Sam, Alex, and Clover gasped as one, startled. They all turned in my direction. I fumbled in my pocket for my cell phone, which showed Ulrich's number on the display.Not now, I pleaded silently, although I knew it wouldn't do any good.

"Rude much!" Clover complained. "At least turn off your cell phone."

"Sorry!" I said hurriedly and pressed the accept button while running back to the locker room. "Hello?"

"Yumi? Where the hell are you?"

"Uh..." I looked around. "Ulrich, aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" I seated myself on a bench in the locker room.

"You aren't!"

"Look, Ulrich, I can't really talk right now..."

"What do you mean? Where are you?" he said, his voice sounding angry. I heard a shushing sound in the background, no doubt Odd telling him to bring it down a notch.

Suddenly Odd's voice was on the phone. "Wherever you are, Yumi, you should come soon. You should see Ulrich's face right now. Its all..."

"Odd!" Ulrich cut in, evidently wrestling his phone back. I smiled in spite of myself.

"Would you hurry it up in there?" Clover's voice came ringing through the locker room.

I covered the receiver so Ulrich couldn't hear. "I'm coming!" I yelled back at Clover and then held the phone back up to my ear. "Sorry, Ulrich, I really can't talk right now. I'm fine though, really, don't worry about me. I gotta go. Bye."

"Yumi! Don't you..." Ulrich started, but I pressed the end button and his voice was cut off. I stared at my cell phone wistfully for a minute but then shoved it in the locker that had Sissy's and my clothes stuffed in it.

I ran back out to the waiting Sam, Alex, and Clover. Clover rolled her blue eyes and put her hands on her hips. "About time! I was about to take a nap!"

"But Clover, you take a long time on your cell phone too, especially when the caller's David," Alex pointed out innocently.

Clover turned red; either from the statement or from the name David, I couldn't exactly tell. She brushed her short hair back awkwardly, as if to ease the tension then snapped, "Well, let's get on with it!"

"Right," Sam said, smirking a little at the red faced Clover. She turned to me. "Okay, Yumi. We're going to put your skills to the test. Fighting skills, that is. We'll all attack you at the same time and you'll have to defend yourself and take us down," she flipped her long red hair, "if possible."

"Wait, doesn't three against one seem just a little unfair?"

"Well, when you become a real WOOHP spy on real missions, sometimes the odds are much worse," Alex said knowingly.

"And they usually aren't in our favor," Sam added and then continued. "We won't go easy on you. Just do the best you can."

"In other words," Clover said causally, "you're going down!" In a flash all three of them (one in front and two to the sides) held out a pink bottle of mascara. In three clicks, each one of them turned into a long pink staff.

"Huh?" I said nervously, backing up instinctively. "You guys get weapons too?"

"Don't mind if we do!" Clover said forcefully and charged from the side. Sam charged me from the front and Alex from the other side.

I ducked as Alex and Clover reached me and swung their staffs. They ended up hitting each other instead and it sent them flying across the room. "Watch it will you?" I heard Clover mutter in pain.

Sam charged at me, her staff extended. I jumped out of her way, but she just charged me again. I leaped to the side and grabbed her staff with both my hands. She noticed and one eyebrow creased with focus. We struggled back and forth for the weapon. Finally, I let go, jumped up, and kicked her in the stomach. She flew into the back wall. "Sorry!" I called to her in haste.

Then Clover came and took a swing at my head. Quickly, I reached up and grabbed her staff with both hands and then used her momentum to fling her into the opposite wall while retaining my grip on her staff. What resulted was a painful curse from Clover and a stolen weapon for me. "Sorry!" I said again, this time to Clover.

"Okay, hot stuff. Take it easy," Alex said, coming at me again. She swung her staff around and I blocked it with mine. In a sweep of yellow, she kicked my staff out of my hands. I watched as it flew up into the air. I backed up and, as a reaction, she advanced. "I've got you now," she said triumphantly.

"Alex, watch out!" Sam and Clover yelled in unison. Alex looked up just in time to see a staff falling straight at her from above. Then it clunked her on the head and she crumpled into a heap. "Sorry!" I said for the third time. I went over to give Alex a hand up. She groaned as she stood up.

"Geez," she said, rubbing her head where the staff had hit it, "you're really good."

"I agree," Sam said, smiling wide at me in congratulations.

"I think she just has a case of good beginner's luck," Clover said, looking at me in contempt.

"And I just think you're jealous," Alex said, nudging Clover jokingly.

"Humph."

Suddenly, the sound of a cell phone's ring tune pierced the atmosphere. Clover looked at me icily. "Not me," I said innocently, holding up my hands.

Sam reached into her pocket and pulled out what looked like a pink compact. "This is my compowder. I think you'll get one soon enough." She flipped open the top and we all crowded around to see the screen that slid up in place of the mirror. Jerry's face appeared on the screen.

"So, girls, how's the training going?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Let's just say that if we keep this up for any longer, Jer, we'll be going home in an ambulance."

"I think we all have had enough training for today," Sam said, smiling.

"Well then, spies, I'll see you when the next mission comes up. As for you, Yumi, you will come back to my office to pick up your compowder. See you soon." With that, the screen switched off.

We went back to the locker room to change. I pulled on Sissy's clothes reluctantly. I was tempted to change into my own, but the only way to get my diary back was to show her that I had worn it the whole day, even though I wasn't at school the whole day.

Hardly after had we gotten everything out of our lockers than the floor beneath us dropped again. I landed in a one-person shuttle this time, with Sam, Alex, and Clover in another shuttle facing the opposite way.

"See you later!" Sam said, the last part turning into a scream as they sped off. At about the same time, my shuttle jet boosted the other way, sending me screaming down a fast straight roller coaster.