Author's Note: Hi everyone! I hope you all like this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher Girl Series. Ally Carter does. If I did own it would I be posting it on fanfiction? hahaha

The Gallagher Academy

As we pulled up to the Gallagher Mansion I couldn't help but feel as if I didn't belong. I mean, with its manicured lawns and long winding driveway it really did look like a boarding school for rich kids. Of course while I knew it wasn't true, I still couldn't get over the fact that it was all a cover. Inside the Gallagher Academy were spies in training and thousands of year's worth of secrets that no one outside could ever hope to uncover.

The early morning sky was an ocean of colors and the clouds looked like white cotton candy good enough to eat. We were held up at the gates for about 10 minutes before they finally waved us through, but not before one of the security men, who I noticed was chewing a lot of bubble gum, winked at me and whispered, "Good luck."

I couldn't help but feel as if I was going to need it, but as I got out of the car I saw 2 girls, dressed in a uniform like the ones I had bought, who looked really nice and were smiling at me.

"Hi!" One of the girls said, reaching out her hand so I could shake it. "You must be Meghan. I'm Cammie Morgan, and this is my friend Bex. My mom is the headmistress here."

I took her out stretched hand and shook it. "It's nice to meet you." I said.

"So you drove all the way here from where?" Cammie's friend Bex asked me.

"Minnesota." I answered.

"Wow, you must be exhausted. Why don't we show you to your room so that you can drop your stuff off and then we'll take you to the headmistress's office?"

"Thanks. That sounds good." I smiled back at her.

We then headed up the stairs and to the right where they told me was where all the girl's rooms were. When we arrived at room 264 I took out my key and unlocked the door.

Inside were four beds, three of which looked like they were used so I went over to the other one and put my bags beside it.

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"I'm sure you are aware," the headmistress said, "of what really goes on at the Gallagher Academy. That it's not really a boarding school for rich kids." I nodded slowly, still trying to take in the fact that I was going to a school where they trained future spies. She continued, "You will be taking all of you classes with the rest of the 11th graders. Your entrance exam was phenomenal. You must get your raw talent from your dad." She smiled. I was glad that I wouldn't have to be held back for anything.

The headmistress picked up a piece of paper off the desk behind her and handed it to me. "Here is your schedule." She said. I looked at it. It looked like I had Culture and Assimilation with Madame Dabney first, then Covert Operations with Mr. Solomon.

Cammie who was sitting in the chair across from me said, "You'll love CoveOps. Mr. Solomon is a really good teacher."

Bex, Cammie's friend, smiled and whispered to me, "Yeah, he doesn't give much homework either."

"Well," the headmistress interrupted, "Meghan is already late for her first class so if you girls would show her to Madame Dabney's Tearoom and then get back to your classes."

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Upon entering the tearoom I was first blown away by the elegance, and then by all the students staring at me. Madame Dabney stopped mid-speech and introduced me. She changed the schedule plan for today to a refresher course so I could catch up. I was beginning to really enjoy Culture and Assimilation when it was time to switch classes.

The girl who I had sat next to in class came up to me and outstretched her hand towards me. "I'm Alyssa." She said. She had really curly blonde hair and a sweet smile. She looked as though she wouldn't be able to hurt a fly, let alone become a spy!

I shook her hand and replied, "I'm Meg."

"I know! The whole school is talking about you!" she said in an overly cheery voice. "So, you moved here from Minnesota?"

"Yeah"

"Is it true that you've gone to public school your whole life? Because I heard that-" She was cut off mid-sentence when a girl with straight light brown hair and piercing blue eyes popped up between us.

"Don't mind her. Her mom is a journalist at a hot shot magazine in New York City." She said pulling me away, " I guess it runs in the family. I'm Carrie." I shook her hand and she smiled at me. "Do you have CoveOps next class?"

We started down the hallway and I took out my schedule. "Yes, I think I do."

"Awesome. So have you seen the teacher, Mr. Solomon?" I shook my head no. "Well, wait until you do! He has got to be the hottest guy to ever step foot inside these walls." She said with a dreamy look in her eyes.

We finally arrived at a corridor that had a full length mirror on one side and a painting opposite the mirror. "I thought you were going to show me to our CoveOps class." I said, wondering why on earth she had taken me to a dead end.

Carrie smiled a mischievous smile at me and then went to stand in front of the mirror. "Come here." She beckoned for me to stand beside her. "Look at the mirror and try not to blink." I did as she said and I say optical scanners that were probably checking our retinal images, but for what I had no idea. Then the eyes in the painting behind us blinked green and then to my amazement the mirror slid to one side revealing an elevator. The doors slid open and we both stepped in. I was on my way to sublevel one...

Author's note: Well, that's chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed it! Please Review! *Hint* Next chapter Meg meets Mr. Solomon! *Hint* Please Review!