The Spy

Date: October 2004

Disclaimer: You know the drill. The Morgans, mine. The rest, Kate Andrews's.

Delilah hung around by the school front steps after the last lesson. She knew that The Amys would probably have gone to the washroom to put on touches of make-up to their ridiculously small noses. That gave her twenty minutes to get to her locker to put away her books and made it to the front steps just in time.

She sat on a wall by the steps. "You know what to do?" Sam asked when he approached her.

Delilah nodded. "You'd better get out of here before she comes then."

"Remember, just get the details that I need. Other than that, I'm not interested. There is a limit to this whole spying thing."

Delilah rolled her eyes. "I know, I know. You still have your ethics." She added with a sigh. "Listen, I have my ethics too. They're my friends so if there is information I am sworn to secrecy, I will not tell you."

Sam ruffled her hair, "Yeah, yeah."

Delilah laughed, "Stop it! Oh look, there they are now. Scoot!"

Delilah watched as Sam ran to the school bus. She strained her neck to look inside the school. The Amys were making their way towards her.

"Amy, hi!" She got down from the wall and gave The Amys a bright smile.

Amy folded her arms across her chest. "Where are your geeky buddies?"

Aimee raised her eyebrow in suspicion, "Wasn't that Sam Wells you were flirting with?"

Delilah choked. "WHAT? No! I mean, yes. No, I mean… we were just talking. That's all."

"Very friendly, if you ask me." Mel muttered with a fold of her arms.

Aimee put her hand on her hips. "Forget that. So, after one week, you finally decide to talk to us?"

"Look," Delilah said. "You don't understand."

Mel stood beside Aimee. "We don't have to understand. You sure are confident to think we will welcome you like before."

Delilah gave Amy her most sincere apologetic smile. "I just didn't want to make a big deal between you guys and Carrie's group." She picked up her bag from the floor. "Look, I just came to ask whether you are interested in going shopping with me later." She nudged Mel's elbow. "There's a new store in town. I heard Britney Spears came by to shop there when she was in town."

Mel stared at her with wide eyes. "Really?"

"Don't believe whatever people say, Mel." Amy said.

Delilah shrugged. "Believe whatever you want. I'm going to check it out." She went down the steps.

One, two, three…

"Oh crap," Amy stomped her feet. "Hang on! Get in the car, we'll all go together."

Delilah gave an inward whoop and smiled discreetly. "Let's go!" She looped arms with Amy and Mel.

They got into the back seat of the limousine that was parked right outside the school gate.

"You really know how to make an exit," Delilah told Amy as she turned to see the many gawks that they received on their way out.

"Naturally," Amy tossed her blonde hair over her shoulder.

"Amy may be the only student at Robert Lowell that actually comes to school in a limousine." Aimee said.

Amy rolled. "Aimee, I am the only girl that comes to school in a limousine."

Delilah gave a forced smile. "Ha. Yes. Indeed." She only hopes she survived this day when it ends.

When they arrived, the girls went straight to the new store Delilah was talking about.

"Are you sure Britney came here before, Del?" Amy asked as she raked through the skirts.

Mel scrunched her nose. "They all look so…" She whispered, "Tacky."

Delilah laughed. "That's because you're looking at the kids' section, dahling." She pulled Mel's arm deeper into the store.

"This, is it."

The four girls stood, speechless. All around them were rows and stacks of clothes that are of the latest fashion. Shades, shoes, skirts, shirts and even funky t-shirts were littered around the store.

"Look," Delilah said as she went toward the counter, "They even have a picture of Britney taken when she came."

"She bought almost the whole store," said the saleslady behind the counter.

"Come on," Amy pulled Delilah's arm towards the rows of pretty dresses and skirts. "Let's try them! Who knows, I may buy the whole store."

The four friends tried on dresses after dresses and many hats and shades (even though they look silly in them). Delilah knew she was not supposed to have fun but she couldn't help herself. She didn't know how to bring up the topic of the election without causing a stop to the fun they were having.

"So," Amy said as they took a seat at a small café outside the mall. "You've been spending a lot of time with Sam Wells, Del."

"And?" Delilah asked while taking a sip of the latte that she ordered earlier. Perhaps she didn't have to work so hard at bringing up the topic of the elections after all.

"So, dish! What is that twerp going to write for his speech?"

Delilah choked. "You don't think I am THAT close to him, are you? I'm sorry girls, I don't really care about his campaign, really."

Aimee folded her arms across her chest. "Oh, come off it, Delilah. I am sure he told you something."

"Yeah, don't think we're stupid or something." Mel added. "I know something is going on."

Delilah looked at Amy, then Aimee and Mel. "Look, the only thing I know is that he will bring up topics about the need for more computers at RLHS and he will do something about it when he becomes President."

"Ha!" Amy scoffed. "I should have known he was going to do something as selfish as that."

"Selfish?" Delilah asked.

"You see, if he just chooses computers then who will be benefiting the most?"

Delilah gave a sly grin. "Erm… almost all the student body?"

"No, silly." Mel said. "The nerds from the IT Club will have a field trip because they are the only ones who frequent the computer lab."

"Well," Aimee added. "They, and Sam Wells."

"So what about the rest of the student body?" Amy asked as she leaned forward toward Delilah.

Delilah thought for awhile. "You mean, the cool people."

Amy, Aimee and Mel leaned back on their chairs and smiled smugly.

"And I bet you will cover that topic really well, then?" Delilah asked Amy.

Amy replied coolly. "Naturally. It takes one to know one."

Even though The Amys were really secretive about what they intended to do with their campaign, they gave Delilah an idea on how she could help Sam with his speech.

Amy drove Delilah to her front drive. "I'll walk you to your door then."

Delilah was about to open the door when she looked out of the window and saw a profile of someone sitting down on a bench right on her porch.

"Sam," she whispered.

"What?" Amy asked.

Delilah quickly turned to Amy. "Oh no, it's okay. You must be pretty tired. I had a lot of fun today though."

Amy smiled. "Alright then. I'll see you tomorrow. I had a lot of fun too."

Delilah waited by her front drive until the limousine got out of view before she walked into the little pier-like walkway that led her all the way to her porch.

Sam who had noticed her got out of the limousine earlier, stood up. "Had fun, then?"

Delilah folded her arms across her chest and walked towards him. "You gave me a shock, if you must know."

Sam shrugged. "What can I say? I have no patience. Besides, I don't have your number and Sky told me how to get here."

Delilah remained silent. Sam looked around the magnificent view of Seattle Bay in front of them.

"Nice house you got here."

Delilah shrugged. "I guess. But when a storm comes in, we'll be the first to drown seeing I live in a house that floats on the Bay."

Sam laughed. "What about Sky then? She lives on a boat!"

Delilah smiled. "A houseboat, Sam. There is a difference." She walked towards her front door and opened it. "Come on, before we freeze out here."

Sam followed her in. "Just so you know, I waited for almost an hour. So technically, I am already frozen."