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Chapter Seven

Back to School

Jumping out of the plane, the four spies activated their parachutes, letting them carry them safely to the school's roof below. Well, almost. While Sean landed on his feet, along with Sam and Clover, Alex's chute was tangled in a tree... that stood near Miss Scrich's office. Struggling to get free, she finally succeeded, albeit landing very loudly on the roof.

"We have the routine down," Clover said, taking off her parachute.

"Yeah," Sean agreed. "But the landing could use some work."

"So, how are we gonna get in?" Alex asked.

Sam looked below them, a solution instantly presenting itself.

"The window!" she said, urgently, pointing to an open window near the office.

Hoping no one saw them, Sean gripped the edge of the roof and summersaulted into the window, the girls doing the same.

Getting to their feet, all four began to walk quickly toward their math class.

"Careful, guys," Sam warned. "The last thing I need is to get caught by Miss Scrich."

But the sound of a door opening told them that would be easier said than done.

Miss Scrich exited her office, looking around and causing the four teens to jump.

They zipped behind a wall, having been missed by her, thankfully.

"Uh-oh!" Clover panicked. "Better turn this express into a local!"

"The library!" Sean suggested. "We can lose her there!"

Swiftly shuffling against the wall, the four moved like Egyptian paintings on the wall of an ancient tomb.

Miraculously, they managed to duck Miss Scrich with more success than they thought, but the problem was no matter where they went, she was close behind them. By the vending machines, in the library, and a row of lockers.

Their sneaking turned to a quiet run, until they reached a dead end.

"What are we gonna do now?!" Sam cried, distressed. "Scrich is right on our tail!"

"Not for long!" Clover said, pulling something out. Sean's jaw dropped when he saw what it was, the Laser Lipstick.

"Clover, are you crazy?!" Sean asked. "That's for emergencies only!"

"Uh, we're being chased by a psycho principal, I think that counts!" Clover pointed out.

"But..."

Before Sean could raise any more objections, Sam took the lipstick from her friend and pointed it at the wall.

Emitting a powerful blue laser, she cut a circular hole in the wall.

Sam kicked it open.

"Awesome!" Alex and Clover celebrated, before the girls quickly crawled through the hole.

"This is gonna come back to bite us," Sean said. "I just know it."

He crawled through the hole, hoping he was wrong about that.

Finally, they reached the classroom.

Sneaking inside, they took their seats and got to work on the trigonometry test before them.

But as Sean filled in his answers, he couldn't help but feel like they had forgotten something

The rest of the day passed by uneventfully, thankfully. But Sean could still feel like it was only a matter of time before someone noticed the hole Sam left in the wall. Miss Scrich was many things but inattentive was not one of them.

Walking behind the girls, he had a sinking feeling. Then again there was nothing connecting them to it, right?

Sam, however, seemed blissfully oblivious to the possibility that cutting a hole in the school's wall could be noticed.

"Thanks to our tutor," she giggled. "That test was a total breeze!"

"Yet another perk of our secret spy gig," Clover added.

"You know you could have studied without that tutor," Sean reminded.

"Yeah," Alex admitted. "But still, it was nice of Jerry to hire him."

Sean nodded. "It was. But I wouldn't get too used to special treatment from Jerry. He's not always that accommodating. I speak from experience."

He remembered a time when Jerry called him in to help train a new set of agents at the price of him bailing on a school fundraiser.

He was supposed to organize a car wash to help fund a new auditorium for Beverly High. When he disappeared, the job went to Mandy of all people. And she squandered the money a new purse.

To think someone could be so vain, so...

But he didn't have time to think as he noticed a group of students in the courtyard flipping their bangs. Their platninum bangs.

"Girls," he said. "You may want to look around."

Looking at the other students, Alex's jaw dropped.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed. "Everyone looks so different!"

"Yeah!" Sam concurred. "In a freakishly identical kind of way."

Clover just scoffed. "I can't believe they're all following that lame look!"

"You clearly haven't been in L.A long, have you?" Sean asked. "Whenever a new trend comes out, everyone wants to try it. Even if it is kind of tacky."

They came to the cafeteria.

As they entered, they were greeted by a chorus of laughter.

And all of the students laughing at them had clearly been in a Fabulizer machine.

Including Mandy, Dominique, and Caitlin.

"Ha!" Mandy taunted, turning around.

"Nice face, losers! That look is like, so yesterday!"

She and her friends each stamped one foot in front of them, creating a small gust of wind.

"This is the face I was born with!" Clover retorted.

"Whatever!" Mandy fired back. "I'd still ask for a total refund!"

She and the rest began laughing again.

Clover marched over, a look that could kill on her face.

"Yeah, well, you may think you're all that, Mandy, but we're way cooler than you because we're undercover sp-"

But Sam and Alex placed their hands over her mouth, cutting her off. Sean placed a hand on her left shoulder.

Each pulled Clover away from Mandy and dropped her behind the lunch and dropped her behind the salad bar island.

"Clover!" Sam reprimanded. "If you tell anyone our secret, Jerry will ship us off to Siberia!"

Sean wanted to tell them that it was an empty threat. But it seemed to be effective in keeping them from blowing their cover.

Clover sighed in frustration. "It'd be worth the trip just to see the look on Mandy's fake face!"

"I can't believe you let her rile you up like that!" Sean said.

"Don't tell me you've never met anyone like her!"

"Want to bet? I've been enduring humiliation from her at school and from Tad at W.O.O.H.P!"

Clover looked angry. "Don't even think of comparing Tad to that walking fashion disaster!"

"And you should listen to someone who's actually known the two-faced son of a-"

"Psst!" a voice whispered from behind the nearby lunch counter.

"Ladies, Sean, over here!"

They stood up.

Behind the counter stood Jerry in a hairnet and apron and stirring something in a pot below him.

"Great costume, Jer," Clover complimented.

"Only why are you wearing a hairnet when you've got no hair?"

Sean elbowed her.

"Ow!"

"I have some hair, Clover," Jerry argued. "On the mission front, I've been able to make some headway. It turns out all of the missing people had the Fabulizer treatment prior to vanishing."

"What a coincidence!" Sam remarked. "The person who tried to take us down was also Fabulized!"

"Oh, my!" Jerry exclaimed.

"Yeah," Sean added, remembering Alex's description of the pilot. "We don't know who he is, but I think he has something to do with all this."

"Thank you for this information," Jerry said.

Then, he lifted up his ladle out of the pot.

"I think it's high time we found out who's behind these Fabulizer machines."

"Ooh!" Alex exclaimed. "That sounds like fun!"

She rested her hands on the counter.

"We can pick a Fabulized person, and tail 'em till they disappear!"

"And I know just the person we can follow," Sean said, turning to the crowd of students. Picking out one in particular.

"Mandy."

"Ew!" Clover shouted. "Couldn't we pick, like, someone less repulsive?"

But Jerry followed Sean's gaze and looked at Mandy, who along with other students was laughing at his expense and that of the girls.

"That classmate is a perfect choice," he said. "Mandy it is."

Then the sound of a kitchen timer went off.

"Duty calls, kitchen duty that is. I have cookies in the oven."

And he walked off to the back of the kitchen.

"What made you pick Mandy?" Alex asked.

"Well, I know her address," Sean replied.

The girls looked at him in surprise.

"It's not what you think!" he defended. "I just tutored her! Not that she appreciated it!"

"Anyway," Sam said. "She seems like the best choice, since you know where she lives."

The four turned away from the counter to see the last person they'd wanted to see all day.

Miss Scrich was glaring at them, eliciting a gasp from all four.

"You may think you've gotten away with vandalizing the school, Sam," she said harshly.

"But I've got the goods on you!" she added in a sing-song voice.

She held up something that Sean had to squint in order to see. A hair. A long, shiny, ginger one.

He gasped, knowing instantly whose hair it was.

"Miss Scrich," he defended. "That could be anyone's hair."

"Stay out of this, Sean!" she barked.

He backed down, remembering her words from the first day.

"I'll expect to see you in my office," she continued to Sam. "First thing tomorrow morning to receive your punishment!"

She turned around.

"And trust me, it won't be a light one."

She walked away, leaving Sam in despair.

"I'm sorry, Sam," Sean consoled, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"I can't believe it!" she lamented. "I've never gotten in trouble like this before!"

She buried her hands in her face, trying not to cry.

Alex patted her head while Clover joined Sean in patting her shoulder.

Mandy, however, just sneered.

"Tragically unfashionable and a criminal!" she taunted, earning a glare from Clover, Alex, and Sean.

"Guess they're letting anyone into Bev High these days!"

Sam's sorrow turned to rage, as Mandy and the others began laughing again.

She lunged at the other girl, swiping at her face angrily like a cat.

It was all her teammates could do to drag her away from the cafeteria before she did something that would just get her in more trouble.

Sean looked back at Mandy, hoping that whatever happened to her, it would be no less than she deserved.