Hiiiiiii! I am so deeply sorry for not updating in like…. half a year (wow it's been that long?) I am the worst writer EVER….. and, I apologize with all of my heart and more. But now please enjoy this new chapter and of course I do not own Alex Rider.

I Alan Blunt sat at his plain desk, neat and waiting. The glass door opened and Mrs. Jones and Alex Rider walked in.

" Alex Rider, Mr. Blunt" And with that Mrs. Jones left to deal with other matters.

"Ah, Alex lovely to see you." Alex rolled his eyes, his jaw set.

" Yeah, lovely" Blunt still showed no emotion and Alex was now getting quite irritated. What was he to do about this American "invasion" anyway?

" So?" Alex prompted.

" The American CIA, are " he struggled with words "untrustable. They have cut off all records and secret communications with us. From certain information we have acquired we now suspect the United States of America is sending an agent to gather information on our government." Blunt looked shiftily at Alex who merely raised his eyebrow.

"We want you to, spy on said agent"

Alex realized something " But sir I-"

Alan Blunt cut him off " We will notify you when we get more information on your target from certain sources. Meanwhile just look out for any suspicious behavior or suspect and alert us at the MI6. Goodbye Alex Rider." And with those words the man spun around to face the wall screen behind him.

"Come on Alex" Mrs. Jones ushered the boy out of Mr. Blunt's office.

Alex's Brain was now swimming in thoughts and doubts. I'm up against another real, experienced, adult agent. Who is this spy anyway? Hell, I don't even want to do this mission. I was thrown into it. Ha, just like all my other missions. Alex thought snidely.

Later that evening Alex sat at on the floor, his head against the bedpost thinking. How the hell had he gotten himself into this mess once again! The boy sighed, he was frustrated, and he truly wanted it all to end. In fact that dark thought did flicker across the teen's mind. Alex smiled, it would be so easy, to pull the trigger or stand in the line of fire again, he absentmindedly traced the scar engraved on his smooth pale skin, to feel the gunshot consume him, so easy. But his smile faltered, Jack needed him, as his friend she still cared. He couldn't, not yet.

Anna peered in the mirror for a while, and twirled around a few times. The girl sighed; Mr. Sandison had sent her away, to the center of London, to spy on the British government. This is going to be harder than the Korea nuclear bombs. About two years before she had traveled to North Korea to collect information from a spy based there, and bring it back to the CIA without being caught or revealing the other agent. Now it felt really good to be trusted with such an important mission. Anna went over her current assignment,

Objective: Acquire as much information on the MI6, British Intelligence as possible.

Stay Low…Don't Get Caught

Cover: Transfer student to Brookland School, Anna Reys. Age 15.

Don't Over Do It

Mr. Sandison never had liked long informing notes. Smiling Anna folded the paper and put it in the secret compartment of her black duffel bag. Bending over, the teenage spy tied the laces on her purple converse, and then glanced at the mirror once more. She wore dark blue skinny jeans and a purple and white baby-doll top. Grabbing a black and blue hoodie, and her light green backpack Anna left the room. Bounding down the stairs she said good-bye to her host family, two veteran US spies, and left on her new bike to her new school.

Alex locked his bike in the shed and warily glanced around, he had no idea who could be a US spy, and how the hell was he going to find any information on this person. It was a complete dead end until "further notice". Then he saw his old friend Tom Harris and walked over to him. Since Sabina moved to San Francisco, Tom was the only person that would talk to Alex. And after coming back from Africa last month covered in injuries even his best friend Tom had abandoned him for new friends from the football team.

"Hey" Alex walked up to his former friend

" Hi Alex" Tom looked around anxiously. Alex followed his gaze

"What is it?"

Hastily the boy replied changing the subject "nothing, hey did you know there's a rumor that a transfer student from the U.S.A. is coming this week?" Alex was surprised; he'd never seen a transfer student come to Brookland. The two turned to the school and walked towards the doors.

"A transfer student, seriously?" Tom nodded "What year?"

"10, our year. Look I gotta go, uh, I'll talk to you later. Kay?" With that Tom ran ahead to some other boys who were joking around inside the school building.

Alex opened his locker and several little white pills fell out. The boy rolled his eyes, and a few people laughed or whispered as they passed by. Alex pursed his lips and threw his bag to the ground; this was one of many cruel pranks other students played on him almost daily. He then reached down to pick the drugs up. Another hand helped him with the task, Alex looked up into an unfamiliar face. The girl smiled.

"Aren't these against school rules?" She held her hand out three of the capsules resting in her palm.

Alex took them quickly "Thanks" he stuffed them in his pocket, and then realized her accent was different "you're the exchange student." He looked at her; she had dark brown hair, tan skin, and shining liquid brown eyes.

"You're quick. Yeah I'm from the US, and name's Anna by the way" she stuck out her hand, and Alex took it.

"I'm Alex, and those pill weren't mine, by the way" He insisted staring at the wall. Anna rolled her eyes sarcastically

"Sure" Something about her atmosphere made him want to smile, but just then the bell rang, late again, Criegs will be happy about that. Alex turned and headed for the French room.

" Um, Alex?" Spinning around he met her eyes and remembered she was there.

Feeling like a fool for leaving her Alex apologized quickly "Oh yea, sorry. I, I-"

"It's alright," She cut him off "but I was wondering if you could show me where the French Classroom is? With Mr. uh, Criegs?" Alex's face lit up,

"Sure!" the boy motioned for her to follow "have that first too."

Both teens rushed towards the left wing of the school. Mr. Craigs looked up from his desk and glared daggers at Alex. Who merely looked innocently back.

"What!" he pointed to Anna "I was escorting a new student" She waved and Mr. Craigs realized she was there for the first time.

"You're Anna Reys?" the professor gathered some papers and a textbook and handed them to her. "Here take a seat-" He scanned the classroom and sighed, the only free seat was next to Alex the Troublemaker. "Next to… Alex Rider" He glared back at the boy, who shrugged, secretly happy. " Don't make any trouble Alex, or there will be consequences!" The fifteen year old shrugged again and sauntered to the back of the room, Anna followed suit.

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