They say the worse thing a spy can do is get cocky. Is that what happened to Abby did she get too cocky and that's why they killed her? Is that what's going to happen to me one day? I'll get cocky and die?
"Covert Operations" Mr Solomon said, walking between the rows of desks filled with teenage wannabe spies listening attentively. "Is something you don't need to know" At this I spot some disbelieving looks on the faces of the students including Bex.
"Nope" He continued "It's not for everyone" at that I swear he looked at Liz. "You could do studies in a lab, or an office" His movements were silent like a panther as he walked around the class with his hands behind his back. "So I bet your wondering why you're here, if you don't have to be. If you're not…fit to be…. You're here to show me if you… want to be." At this Mr Solomon finished his speech and his eyes fell directly on me.
I know I shouldn't have, because it'll effectively make him acknowledge me more than the rest of the class but without really knowing why I was doing it. I looked him in the eyes smirked and then I winked.
I spend lunch alone. Again. But I noticed everything. (Rule Number 47: Notice things) I noticed Macey studying while pretending to read a gossip magazine. I noticed that Anna was only pretending to eat. I noticed the worry lines on Professor Buckingham's face that no amount of makeup could hide. I noticed everything. I was in no hurry I had nowhere important to go as Cove Ops ended directly after Mr Solomon's oh so inspiring speech. And even if I did, I wouldn't go I have decided to skip classes today.
After I finished my lunch and disposed of my cup and plate I turn to wandering the hall ways before finally disappearing into a secret passage way.
***Time skip***
"And what exactly did you hope to accomplish by leaving school grounds to go to the mall, Miss Carter" Mr Solomon said with his emotions surprisingly in check when you take into account the fury that was written on my mums face when she deposited me at his office.
"A lot of stuff actually" I say, putting my feet up on his desk, my black combat boots knock down a vase which then shatters into pieces on the floor. I look at it with mock sadness and say a simple and uber sarcastic "oops" Mr Solomon doesn't even spare the vase a glance instead he raises an eyebrow at me and states
"feel free to clarify" He looks at me like I'm a spoiled little girl throwing a tantrum. I keep Bitch mode in check and smirk lazily at him.
"Nah" He still doesn't look the least be fazed he simply states
"I believe you will explain more after we talk so let's move on I was wondering how you like our school"
"Well I've realised a few thing such as the fact that Tina doesn't know how to Shut-Up. Actually, I don't think that word consists in her vocabulary. And that for a spy school your security really sucks." At that I get up and head to the door only suddenly deciding to throw a parting a shot so that my cover was still firmly in place (Rule Number 49: Never let your guard down but always look at ease)
"You were right, now I do want to talk about why I ditched. It was because I freaking wanted to." Then I bang shut the door, effectively closing my dramatic departure.
AN: I apologise for the ridiculously late update. I will try and update again today and if not today tomorrow to make up for it. I have now finished Harry Potter and I am now in the fandom. I'll be starting uni in about a week YAY and I will be studying writing in particular creative writing so hopefully the writing in this fic will start to improve. No one said anything about the rule thing that I started so I will continue it for now. So chuck me a review please please please :D