authors note at the bottom

*disclaimer: ally carter is the wonderful lady that made these characters so i'm just one of those cool kids that is making my own plot*

now on with the story

previously

I put my mask up. Hand outstretched, I opened the door...

The office was the same way I always remembered it. Oak shelves filled with what looked like ordinary books, but I know for a fact that they held some of the best spying techniques under their cover. The same old couch that I had spent so many Sunday nights on during mother-daughter dinners. The microwave that has had to be replaced more times than I can count because of my mom's horrid cooking. The only difference I could see was in the woman behind this school. The headmistress. My mom. She looked awful. The bags under her eyes were dark and her eyes red and puffy. She had been crying because of me I thought. Why did I always have to bring so much damage wherever I went. Her eyes had snapped up with the sharpness that was always in there, now hidden behind the sadness in her blue depths. Her reaction was delayed to seeing me. She showed signs of disbelief and confusion then happiness and finally anger. She was mad. She then took in the other people behind me and ushered them in before shutting the door her eyes lingering on the one and only Preston Winters before landing back on me. She walked towards me briskly covering the space within seconds. Her eyes were beyond angry, she was furious.

"What the hell were you thinking," she said "you had everyone worrying about you and you didn't even call!"

Uh yeah that's kind of the point of running away.

"Look mo—"

"Don't you look mom me. You left. Everyo—"

"I didn't have a choice," I growled, " I needed answers and while I was here we were all sitting ducks."

"I understand that you needed answers but we could've protected you" she said her voice softening.

"No you couldn't. I did the right thing," I explained "I got my answers and i'm a better spy than I was. So I know i hurt you guys and I'm sorry, but i don't regret it." My eyes were hard and cold now my mask holding up. My mother saw this asking "What happened to you baby?"

"I changed. I can give you a full debrief later i need to go to my room" I said.

"Honey," mom started "You need to know that Zach and —"

"I know." I snapped "Just because I left doesn't mean I didn't keep tabs on you guys" my voice softening.

"Okay go ahead and go to your room then," mom said "I love you."

I just nodded, turned around and walked out the door.

I don't have any love left, they tortured that out of me in the first week.

okie dokie y'all so i know i just posted this story yesterday but i like literally don't have a life so i'm already updating. yay! any ways give feedback but make it optimistic please. i would love some happy criticism! so yeah if you read this ily forever. seriously.

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thezqueen