I'm so sorry about the first chap. I know it's short and I hope I made up for it in this chap. Some of you are worried that this will be very Mary-sue and if it is sort of. I'm really sorry please if you have any suggestions tell me!

-Neonz

Oh, and please excuse my bad spelling and grammar etc.

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Alex sat slumped on his bed with his head against the wall it was 8:00pm. He never did his homework it was too easy for him. He was bored, very bored, and he couldn't even call a friend, he had none. Before he had found out his Uncle was a spy Alex had been a normal kid with many normal friends, but all that changed when M16 told him he was a spy too. Now all of his friends turned away because they thought he couldn't be trusted, not with this stupid lie he had to tell them. Really he couldn't blame them, sick in bed for a month twice out of 5? It was crazy, of course Alex was really off saving the world as we know it, but he couldn't tell anyone, and he was tired of it. He was angry, more with himself than the M16. Angry for letting himself be dragged this far into this mess of murders, criminals and spy work. He rubbed a scar on his wrist, a grim reminder of a prior mission. His head fell forward into his shaking hands.

From down stairs Alex heard a concerned call, "Alex? Alex? Are you done with your homework?" Alex sighed, at least he still had Jack. He leaned over the side of his bed and pulled his French homework out of his book bag.

"Yeah almost." he yelled down to her. Then he leaned his head back against the wall let his homework slide slowly on to the floor into a messy heap, and fell asleep.

The next morning Alex's alarm went off, he sat up tiredly and turned it off. Then changed out of his old clothes and put on his school uniform. He sauntered down the stairs said a quick "Morning" to Jack and rode his bike to school. Alex arrived late as usual. He rarely tried any more because even when he did nothing came of it. When he slowly walked into class his teacher glanced up, and sighed angrily.

"Rider tardy again, well that's a surprise, take a seat. You did your work, I presume?" Professor Criegs scowled.

"Hn? No sorry, must've forgot" Alex replied and took his seat in the back corner of the French classroom, and lazily slumped backwards in his chair. The class held its breath, all week Alex had been late and blown off all his homework. Professor Criegs was not famous for his patience and understanding.

"Rider!" The professor practically screamed. "That's enough! Go to the headmaster's office at once! I've taken too much of your lazy backtalk!" All the other kids flinched at the sudden harsh tone.

"Sure, sure" Totally unfazed Alex walked back out with his hands up in mock surrender. Maybe this time he had gone a little too far in this rebellious anger, after all, it was the M16 it was directed at. Then again, what would Alan Blunt do if the perfect Alex Rider got expelled? Alex smiled to himself at the thought. He turned the corner and walked along the empty corridors to the principal's office.

The Principal, Mr. Whites put both hands on the desk staring intently at the boy sitting across from him. "Look Mr. Rider I can't keep excusing your terrible behavior! What is wrong, abuse? Bulling? Drugs?" Alex started to laugh at the last of his headmaster's list. Mr. Whites's eyes narrowed.

"God I wish it was that easy."

"What do you think this is some joke?" the headmaster's face was contorted in fury and concern.

"No, of course not. It's just that-" Abruptly, the door was thrown open.

Alex cut himself off as his eyes snapped to the doorway. A plain-looking woman walked in, as if she was simply meant to be there. Mrs. Jones. Alex stiffened: why was she here, now, in his school of all places? What did M16 want with him this time?

Her eyes did not leave him, though she addressed the headmaster politely.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Whites." Alex's breath caught: he knew what was coming.

"We need to take Alex for a while." A surge of anger traveled through him. He wouldn't take this any more. He was not some toy to be tossed around at M16's whim! His fingers tightened their grip on his chair, his shoulders tensed.

"No," he spoke through clenched teeth, fixing his eyes with hers. "I'm not coming with you."'

Mr. Whites seemed to recover partially from the shock of this strange woman barging into his office as he smirked. "You see? The boy does not want to come with you Mrs…?"

"I'm Mrs. Jones, and I have authority over Alex Rider." She replied calmly.

"No you don't!" Alex exclaimed infuriated.

"Yes- I do Alex. Now come with me." she glared at him.

"Fine, but bring him back here soon!" the headmaster called out as Mrs. Jones pushed Alex out the door. I bet the boy is on drugs! Thought Mr. Whites sadly.

As the two walked outside the school building and into the car Alex said nothing and just stared dejectedly at the ground.

"Alex, you were in trouble at school." It wasn't a question just a statement.

"Yea, so" He replied cockily.

"Do you remember that mission to Point Blank?" She sighed.

"Yeah of course. How could I forget?" Alex demanded. It was their fault he even went on that mission!

"Well your acting a lot like Alex Friend" Alex Friend, the alias he went under to spy on an evil school in the Swiss Alps. And she was right. Point Blank was a school for juvenile delinquents. Misbehaving sons of rich men from all over the world. And right now Alex was acting a hell of a lot like one of them.

"Look I'm sorry," He commented, eyes starring blankly out the window. "But this spy life isn't working out for me right now."

"Yes I know it's hard, but right now we need you"

He couldn't hold back a retort. "That's what you always say," Alex snorted.

"We think the Americans are going to attack" Alex's blood ran cold. He had learned briefly about the war against America in school, and if they could beat the English back then, now what would happen if they attacked as one of the strongest most developed countries in the entire world.

"O.K. this is bad" Alex agreed.

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O.K. so how did you like it??? Good, Bad? Please review and tell me! It helps and makes me feel good!

-Neonz