Okay so heres the second chapter, but it will be narrated in the third person, its easier that way. I've only had one review, a positive one (thanks Dessimated Dreamer, and I just made up the figure of how many people know about CHERUB)

This is a short chapter, but its short because it's a nice little scene. Hopefully I'll have the third chapter up by tonight as this one is so short.

Trixie was shown to her Mission Controller, Meryl Spencer.

"So Trixie whats your name going to be?" Meryl asked.

"Trixine Milson Isatwit" Trixie replied, with a sigh.

"No your new name" Meryl replied.

"New name?" Trixie, puzzled asked Meryl.

"Oh I guess Mac didn't explain. When each Cherub joins they need to pick a new name so we can create a new file on you and you are not traced by the outside world. You can keep the same first name, but you'll need to change your surname." Meryl told Trixie.

"Oh thank god! I have always hated my surname, all of the children in the home used to make fun of me. And what is up with Milson? Hmm I think I'll have Trixie as my first name still, just Trixie though not Trixine. I quite like the name Harriet, so that can be my middle name…. I just don't know what to have as my surname.." Trixie continued " hmm what about "Jones. I'll be called Trixie Harriet Jones."

"Trixie Harriet Jones it is. Do you know anything about your Mother and Father's will?" Meryl asked Trixie.

"they didn't have one." Trixie replied.

"I thought that's what you would say. Well in actual fact they did. You were going to receive the money from the will on your 18th Birthday, however you need funding for clothes and toys and such so for Cherubs we have a pocket-money plan. You may withdraw £40 a month and £150 on your birthday and at Christmas." Meryl told Trixie.

"I can't imagine where my parents got the money from. They never worked. They only occasionally bought a lottery ticket. Yet we always seemed to have money." Trixie told Meryl.

"Well Trixie, your parents, clearly didn't tell you, but they won the Jackpot on the lottery, that's why they never worked."

"That's strange, because my father was murdered for owing some gangsters money!" Trixie said.

Meryl went red in the cheeks, clearly she had told Trixie far to much….