Here you go, a new chapter. Sorry for not uploading! I just got...distracted. Anyways, here it is. The writing style and stuff is different cause I used a different program and that changes things some how. Tell what you think in a REVIEW!Have fun reading!:)

Previously: Alex smiled then, hopefully. A smile full of hope for the future, a future with far less troubles. And that was all that mattered in that moment, that perfect moment.

Alex pulled himself out of the unicorns puking rainbows world though. He had to get off the bus. So he dragged himself up and out the doors, careful not to make Ben's mistake of getting stuck between them. Which had been hilarious. The whole bus had been laughing, even if there were only ten people on, with Ben having left. Alex chuckled then, quietly. Grinned like a fool, at Ben's expense. Then he sobered up. Jack wasn't exactly going to be happy. And he couldn't tell her he was leaving.

But then who knew what lies MI6 would tell her. It was then that Alex realised the stupidity of his plan. He had no idea about where he was going. He was leaving Jack behind. It wouldn't work out. It was the Japanese after all. But did he really need to leave? What was the 'opportunity cost'? He smirked remembering the Economics Unit in seventh grade.

Which had been horrible, Alex now remembered. He had gotten a C on the test because he simply could not stand another second of the stupid subject and had to get away. Or sleep. He had been rather tired that night and had a bout of the flu coming on...Whatever. That had been last year, and he'd had a passing grade in the end, hadn't he? Maybe? That was last year, Alex couldn't remember. Or didn't want to. Who knows? Quite possibly the currently self-berating teenager known to many as Alex Rider.

Alex had more interesting things on his mind, however. Like what he was going to tell Jack to make her not worry. "It'll be fine, don't worry. I'm spying on another government agency this time. I think they might even have morals!" That would most certainly NOT go over well. At least, that was a little hunch of Alex's. And his hunches tended to be correct. He had followed them throughout his career as a spy and Alex was still alive, right? With a one hundred percent success rate at that. That, even though he wasn't okay with the whole spying thing, he was still utterly and completely proud of.

Give Alex some vanity, though. He was a child doing even better than adults at jobs meant for them, and ONLY them. It was an eighteen plus club. Alex had just happened to have the luck to get invited in early. Way early. And more blackmailed than invited. This defeated Alex's ego quite a bit. This brought him back to reality. Made him realize that he had bigger things to be worrying about than his vanity. And his perfect streak record. Alec had a sudden thought then. Thinking over his words he realized that he sounded more than comfortably similar to Mike, a jock from his school.

Alex had always disliked Mike, with a passion. Even before he had started disappearing away on missions, and being thought of as a druggie by his classmates. Mike was always bragging about something or another. His score on a test, his score on the mile(I know the British use kilometers but whatever) run, getting a girlfriend, getting kissed. All sorts of stupid little things that, even though they were completely shallow, and should be beneath him as a Rider, Ian had told him this on multiple occasions, made him the slightest bit jealous. Just the slightest bit. But Alex had started to have a small competition in his mind, to see if he could do better than Mike.

He'd given up in the middle of Stormbreaker, though. Alex had realized that, as a spy for MI6 he would do many things that Mike couldn't, but that would not make him better than him. It would just make Alex the blackmailed teenage spy of MI6. And there was no glory or satisfaction in that. But then he'd come back from his missions, and gone to school, and there had been Mike, right at the head of his gossiping classmates. That was when Alex had started being jealous of Mike for a whole new reason. Mike was accepted. Mike had a family. Mike was smart. Mike had a girlfriend. Mike had good grades. Mike had no worries. Mike was carefree. Mike had everything Alex didn't.

And now, months later Alex realized it didn't matter. He was leaving Brooklands. He was, possibly, not coming back. And anyways, Mike didn't matter. Mike was just another kid who, weirdly enough, owed their life to Alex. Because in some mission or another he'd saved them. That was a strange thought for Alex. Alex had always thought of himself as the 'victim' even when he wasn't. He was just another person, struggling to make their way through life. And Alex also realized that, well, Mike probably had problems too. Maybe his parents were divorced? Maybe he and his girlfriend were having a rough patch, maybe they were breaking up.

Suddenly Alex had another thought. He was thinking the way adults wanted kids to think. He was being the ideal child, and Alex did not like that idea either. Wrinkling his nose he kept on walking to his house. Meanwhile, he was thinking of all the ways he could be less 'ideal'. Less mature. He could just hear the voices now. The crooning adults, smiling their fake smiles. Alex shuddered, he hated just the thought of it. Therefore, he was going to be perfectly normal. Just like he used to be. Before the missions. He was going to have a relapse into immaturity. It would be useful for his mission, after all. In Alex's mission he would have to act like a normal kid. Maybe a little more rebellious. But still, a regular kid. Not Alex Rider.

A completely different personality. Because, the way he was, something about Alex would seem off. It would seem, fake, like a suck-up. And that wouldn't be good. His job was to see what the kids thought of CHERUB. Not what the adults would tell a child they thought. So, mature attitude, gone. Disappeared. And hopefully not reappearing. It was kinda weird to think like that, Very complacent and calm. That just wasn't Alex Rider. So, mature attitude? Definetely gone.

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