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Dan POV

Everything was black. I felt cold, and I opened my eyes. The ceiling and walls were both white. There were a couple of chairs by the door and Nellie was sitting on one of them. She was sleeping, with her earphone on her ears as her IPod was blasting with music.

I was on a hospital bed with oxygen mask on me. A blanket covered my body. I tried getting up, but my body felt weak. I lifted my arm a little and it was as if it was jelly. I balled my hand into a fist in frustration.

The door opened, and I saw Nellie stand up instantly. She looked concerned. "Is he ok?"

A woman wearing scrubs nodded. She came over to me, and touched my forehead. I moaned. Her eyes widened.

She took off the oxygen mask and helped me sit up. At first, I felt really nauseous, like I was about to faint. Everything changed color in my vision.

Nellie walked up to me. One of her eyes looked brown and the other looked navy blue. I tilted my head a little. Now, her eyes were both purple and her hair colors were as if they were rearranged. "Hey kiddo... Are you feeling ok?"

I shook my head weakly. "Why…why am I here? Where's Amy?" I fell back onto the bed.

"Take it easy, Dan. Amy's at England, doing her mission. We're going in a few days once you get better, 'kay?"

I groaned. My head was starting to hurt like crazy and I felt like I was going to throw up. She helped me get back up. "Can I…can I call her?"

"She's at school right now. Maybe later, kiddo. Get some rest…and don't stress."

I lay down on my bed. I wanted to be with Amy at the exact moment. What happened to me? Why am I at the hospital? "Why…why am I…here? What…happened?"

She frowned. "Well, that crazy woman who was with you at the headquarters poisoned you with some kind of weird substance. These two other guys tried to poison us too. Dan, you should go to sleep. You'll need energy if you want to see Amy." She patted me on the shoulder and dragged a chair next to my bed. She sat down and watched me go to sleep.

My eyes felt heavy, and eventually I closed them.

Amy POV

"You haven't answered my question earlier."

I looked at the dart gun. I bit my lip. I slid my hand into my pocket that held my own gun. "I don't know w-what you're talking about. I would also appreciate it if you would me a-alone, I mean, you chased me around the school!"

She laughed. "Amy, we both know you are hiding something. It's best if you simply told me, and maybe…maybe you will live." She had a sinister grin across her face.

"I…please, lower your weapon. It's making me feel uncomfortable." She didn't move.

I sighed. I stood up. Natalie's finger went closer to the trigger. Instantly, I pulled out mine. Her eyes widened. "Why do you have a gun?" I never really thought about it, but my gun looked like the ones that shot out real-killing bullets.

"Self-defense. If I were you, I'd back off, you know?"

Her eyes looked a little scarier, like Isabel's. She spoke calmly with a soft voice. "I have nothing to worry about. Mum could simply finish the business. Watch out, Amy." She turned her back to me and walked away.

I stuffed my dart gun back into my pocket. I looked at the huge clock that hung over the school. It was ten minutes before Ian's polo game was about to start. He was probably practicing at the field with his teammates. I quickly went to the polo field.

When I reached there, I instantly covered my nose. I've always liked horses, but it was the smell of their feces I disliked. I looked around for a good seat. I needed one that was close enough to the game for Ian to spot me. I had to be noticeable.

Finally, I found a good seat. It was perfect because it was where the polo players pass by every time the game was over. My plan was for Ian to see me, and then I had to do what Uncle Fiske had told me– to charm him.

The cheerleader from the cafeteria walked up to me. She was still wearing her cheerleading uniform, and was surrounded by a whole bunch of other girls who were wearing the same clothes. "You are on my seat."

"I didn't know there were assigned seats."

"Well there are now. I have always sat on that particular seat, and now you are rubbing your arse on it!"

I scowled. She wasn't making this mission any easier for me at all. "You know, sometimes, change is a good thing. I think I prefer to sit here, and I'm not going to leave. I also think that you butt would be better somewhere else anyway." I smirked as her face fell. Obviously, she was one of the popular students, and apparently no one had even spoken to her that way.

"Freak!" She stomped away with her little friends. I rolled my eyes.

Suddenly, trumpets were played, as well as the rest of the band. The polo players came out on their horses and began playing. I was never really interested in sports, especially polo.

I took out my book and started reading. It was so freaking loud with all the screams and cheering. What did people see in this game?

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The game was like, endless. I was even finished with my book, not to mention that it was a huge novel. I watched at Ian playing. Many people were shouting his name over and over for him to win and make the winning point.

Finally, Ian made the final move and scored the winning point. Honestly, he was good, which was more than I had expected. The polo players got off the horses and came racing by the bleachers to high five the crowd. Everyone was cheering, but me.

As the polo people came by, each had stopped to look at me. I guess they were used to everyone screaming. The last player to pass by the bleachers was Ian. He had his arms up, and screamed "VICTORY!"

I rolled my eyes. He gave one of his million-dollar smiles as he walked slowly as if he was a king. Just as he passed by me, he stopped. He turned his head and looked at me.

"Why aren't you cheering for me?" All the students were suddenly quiet and watched Ian as he spoke.

Seriously? How self-centered can that Cobra be? "So I have to scream my h-heart out just for you? I don't think so."

He studied my face. "I –uh– didn't mean it that way. Who are you? Your voice is quite similar to someone I admire…and you even speak like her."

My eyebrows rose. Earlier, he had recognized my voice, and confronted me with my true identity. So he…likes me? Some of the other girls around me gasped. I heard murmurs that all said something like "Ian likes someone?" and "Oh my gosh/god! That is the second time Ian has spoken to her!" I sighed, some first day for me.

"I had um, introduced myself before. You k-know, at the cafeteria. You were a-acting kind of weird…just saying. I'm Am- Ava Trent." My eyes widened. I almost said Amy. I started hoping Ian was deaf or something. Exposing my identity was obviously a big no-no to this mission.

"I could've sworn you said Amy just now." I mentally smacked myself. Deep inside, I wanted to tell him who I really was. It didn't feel right lying to him.

"Huh? No, my name is Ava."

"Oh…You seem like an interesting type. I like it. –Ian grins– See you around." Gasps and scowls could be heard around me. I knew my face was probably scarlet.

He walked past me. I looked around myself. People were looking at me. I got up and ran away to my dorm. As I ran, I smiled. Ian Kabra likes me. Maybe this mission won't be that hard.

Done! Thank you for reading! I hope you guys enjoyed it, except this chapter was kind of boring right? I guess I could've done a better job. Eh, I'll try to make it more interesting next time.

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