A/N: Decided to continue with this story anyway. I have 9 reviews now!

This chapter is the same as before, only in Kristen's view. It turned out to be very descriptive.

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Chapter 4

Kristen POV

Well, I guess I really did it then. I have officially confirmed that I would go to this school for spies.

Call me crazy but I think it will definitely be an exciting experience.

*FLASHBACK*

When I first stepped out of the car, I was in awe at the HUGE building in front of me. Honestly, I had thought that OCD was big but this was larger than the Black mansion. And that was saying something. Aside from being one of the biggest buildings I had ever seen, it was also white. I mean really white. White like Alicia's teeth (but not that blinding). There was a huge gate around the whole property, which included a lot more land than just the building itself. Honestly, the whole place looked like a great place to live.

After looking around I saw four girls and an older woman standing in front of me. They were all staring me up and down, as if trying to judge me.

They were all wearing the same uniform. It consisted of a plaid skirt on the bottom. It was black and navy blue with a slight purplish accent to it. They had on a plain white shirt with an emblem that said "The Gallagher Academy". In the middle was a skull. They were also wearing a tie the same color of the skirt. For shoes, it seemed that any would do as long as they were black. One was wearing boots, one was wearing cute sneakers, and the others flats. They had on white knee socks that completed the outfit. It seemed that each girl was wearing different jewelry and makeup.

The first girl to introduce herself said: "Hello Kristen, I'm Macey."

Macey was truly beautiful. She had black hair and though it was short it framed her face. Her bright blue eyes made her look like she should be on the cover of a magazine. She was wearing a lot of makeup but it all looked great on her. Her legs were long and was wearing boots. She had on high end jewelry: a Chanel bangle bracelet, a Juicy necklace, and diamond studded earrings.

The next girl said: "Wotcher! I'm Rebecca but I hate that name, call me Bex."

Bex had a very noticeable British accent. She had dark hair that was tied back in a high-pony tail like mine was. Her eyes were caramel-colored. She looked very muscular as if she participated in a lot of sports. Her Puma sneakers looked worn and suited her style. She was wearing no jewelry or makeup. Bex was also very pretty, but in a less noticeable way than Macey.

"Welcome Kristen, my name is Cameron but please call me Cammie."

Cammie was the sort of a girl you could pass by on the street without looking at her twice. She was, in short, very average. She was not too short, not too tall. She had the most common type of hair color: a mix of blonde and brown. She had blue eyes that looked great on her. Her jewelry consisted of a simple white-gold chain with a flower on it. She had on natural makeup that was very light. If you looked at her closely, you could tell she was pretty. Cammie also had a resemblance to the older woman standing next to her.

The last girl to speak said: "Hi! I'm Elizabeth or Lizzie or Liz."

Liz had a slight Southern accent and a very soft voice. You almost had to strain to hear her. She was incredibly skinny, and looked like she was less than 100 pounds. Her long white-blonde hair flowed behind her in the wind. Her skin was a little bit red as if her tan had gone bad. She was wearing flats with a little bow on them. She added to her outfit a small beaded bracelet.

I guess it was my turn to speak. "Hello, as you know, I am Kristen."

I tried to keep my voice calm and not let on that I was sad. The girls seemed to notice anyway.

They all reminded me of what I was missing back from back home. A group of friends. They all seemed very close and I felt like I was intruding.

"Kristen, my name is Ms. Morgan. I am your new principal. Are your parents here?"

"No Principal Morgan, my mom could not make it, she is a nurse and she's working right now."

I didn't mention that my dad was too busy for me. He really didn't care what school I went to. I doubt he even knew that I was suspended.

"Now, I realize that you are 15 and these girls are 17 but we decided that based on your grades and extra activities you have participated in, you will catch up fairly quickly. Now, let's take the tour.

You will find that this school is not a usual school. It is no Hogwarts, but it does not necessarily qualify as normal. You see, this is a school for spies."

My jaw dropped. There is no way that this was real. Right? I mean, a school for spies is a bit hard to believe. But then again, judging by the way the girls were looking at me it was the absolute truth. Oh my gosh, what have I gotten into?

"Oh, I assure you that this is not a joke Miss Gregory. We will precede with the tour and you will find out exactly how this works. If by the end of the tour you realize you do not wish to attend this school, then we will give you a tea that will modify your memory about this whole day. I f you do wish to attend then you will begin your classes tomorrow. Think about this well, it is not a decision to take lightly."

I realized that this was my only chance to go to some school, I doubted anyone else would accept me after the school year had already started. I gave a slight nod and Principal Morgan led me to the door. She opened the doors leading to the main hall of the school. At first everything inside seemed like a normal school would.

She took out a pen, clicked it and spoke into it. "Code Blue."

All of a suddenly he whole school shifted before my eyes. A poster that previously read "Save the Planet, One Tree at a Time" shrunk into the wall. Instead of it, a list of how to kill people with a banana came out. A stand with a sword came out of the wall. It was supposedly from their founder, the original "Gallagher Girl". And apparently, people thought this was a school for rich snobs. Boy, was that wrong.

Slowly, they took me through every classroom and explained its importance.

They had Culture and Assimilation. Taught by Madame Dabney it was to learn how to be a proper young lady.

Another class was Research and Development. Taught by Dr. Fibbs it was a lab.

Countries of the World was taught by Professor Smith. Here they are taught beliefs of different countries around the world and their government system.

Next year, I would take Driving Classes, also taught by Madame Dabney.

Computing, taught by Mr. Mosckowitz, was a class that tried (and sometimes succeeded as pointed out by Liz) to crack CIA codes.

Protection and Enforcement was taught by Ms. Hancock. It was like PE for spies.

The last class was Languages. They all knew 14 languages! They were English, Spanish, French, Portuguese, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, Arabic, Farsi, Swahili, German, Latin, Hindi, and Korean.

All in all, it looked like a great school. So when Headmistress Morgan asked me if I wanted to stay I replied.

"Yes, I will stay at this... this school for spies." Then I smiled. This was going to be an interesting year at Gallagher.

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Final Word Count: 1,455 (Oh wow!)

P.S. This is my last chappie until August. I am on vacation, where I will write but I can't upload. So sorry! Hope you have a great summer!

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