I woke up normal time.
I checked my watch for a new message, I had one.
Chatroom #1
003: Hi Jamila and Alexx. You guys up?
005: I am, I hope Alexx didn't sleep in.
Last Message received: 5:47 am.
I looked at my clock, its 5:47 now.
Agent D: Hey, I'm up. Throughout this whole day we all should have comms and stay in contact.
003: Affirmative.
005: Scott, we don't say that we just say, ok.
Agent D: It's not like in the movies Scott. This is the real world.
003: Got it.
Agent D: Everyone get ready. Jamila I will take you to school. Scott, need a ride?
003: I have a car.
Agent D: Yeah, I forgot.
005: …
Agent D: Everyone meet in my parking spot at school.
I put the watch down and headed off to brush my teeth and get ready.
20 minutes later…
I picked Jamila up and we drove off to school.
"Were you surprised when you found out Scott was 003?" Jamila said, sounding very down.
"Yeah, do you know how awkward it's going to be on missions?!"
"I know, especially in our outfits." Jamila said.
Oh no. I forgot about our skin-tight black outfits.
They were designed by my Aunt Rachel and she enhanced them so that we could bend easily, get out of them, fast and vice-versa.
Sounds great, but Aunt Rachel also made them look like Superwoman outfits, real tight and "sexy".
"Oh, no! I totally forgot about that. Plus, remember at 8:30, we need to go to Headquarters."
Scott was standing in my parking space.
"Move," I said sternly.
He laughed, and then with his arms crossed moved out of the way.
I got out of the car and clicked the button.
I walked over to him in my Gucci wedges.
He laughed again, "How are you going to rescue two people in designer heels?"
"That is my problem; now remember at 8:30 we all need to be at headquarters. Got the instructions on how to open the passage?" I barked back.
I have to put on this whole mean girl act just so he doesn't know I like him. I hated it. I just wished I could be my real self. I knew though that I couldn't.
"Ok, Ok. Yeah, I got them." He said defensively.
We all started to walk into school.
When I noticed he was standing right next to me my heart skipped a beat, I tensed up and started walking faster.
I could smell his Old Spice aftershave a mile away any day.
It so turned me on.
I had to keep myself controlled, or I would burst.
When he noticed his friends in front of the Ridgeway Bulldog statue in front of the courtyard he ran over to them.
I heard them tackle him and pass the football around and I smiled.
Typical Scott.
Jamila was over there, I heard her voice.
I turned around.
I gasped. She was kissing Chris!
Chris' loud obnoxious friends start whistling and making fun of Chris.
I ran over to the large crowd.
"Whoa, guys, get a room!" I teased.
Jamila saw me and stopped, she ran beside me. I could tell she was embarrassed.
"Haha, I'm just kidding." I said, she should've known that.
"Hey Beautiful, how about me and you get a room!?" a friend of Chris' said smirking.
I put my hand on my hip.
"In your dreams, I'm way too good for you." I said smirking back.
All of the sudden the only thing I heard was a mass of voices going, "Oohhh!! She dissed you brother."
Jamila and I saw Brittany and headed her way.
"Bye guys." I said flirting
"See ya." They all replied in unison.
"Brittany! You look so amazing!" Jamila and I exclaimed as we jogged over.
She really did look absolutely amazing.
She had on a nice summer dress and some nice flats on.
Plus, her hair was done very nicely.
"Thanks you guys, new outfit for a new day! Aren't you guys excited about the field trip!? All we have to do is wait till one period is over and then when that clock hits 10:30 we are heading off to Houston, Texas! Woo!" She said excitedly.
"I'm totally excited! All three of us in a big city, plus we get the whole afternoon to shop or hang out around town." I lied.
She really had no idea and it killed me inside.
The bell rang.
Crap, I was late to homeroom.
Apparently, so were Scott and all of his buddies.
We all ran inside.
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Scott, Brittany, and I quietly tip-toed into Homeroom.
Without turning from his computer, Mr. Violat said firmly, "You three are late. Please take a seat and work on something."
Wow, that is pretty weird. We were practically silent; we're trained to be that way.
I saw Chelsea and she was beckoning Scott to come sit next to her.
I growled under my breath.
I sat down, not in my assigned seat thank god.
I took my song out of my bag and tore it up. It wasn't true anymore.
I wasn't in the mood for writing so I just sat there, put my head down, and let my mind race.
45 minutes later…
My watched buzzed.
I checked the screen.
003: Lets go.
Agent D: Got it.
I raised my hand.
"Yes Alexx?" Mr. Violat asked.
"Mr. Violat may I please be excused to the front office? I need to pick up my luggage for my trip." I asked politely and innocent.
"Yes you may. See you Friday since the bell is about to ring and you will be on your way to Texas."
"Thank You." I smiled and started walking out the classroom.
"Mr. Violat?" A male voice asked, Scott's of course.
"May I do the same as well? My mother is expecting me about now to pick up my things." He said, equally polite and mannered.
"I really shouldn't be letting two students go at once but," he paused.
"What the heck! You two go but make sure you stay out of those halls." He smiled and turned back to his computer.
I walked out the door, Scott by my side.
We jogged over to the bathrooms.
"Remember the instructions?" I asked.
"Yes. Alright, well see you," he paused and looked around.
"There." He smiled.
Then, I went to the right, him to the left.
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Jamila was in bathroom waiting for me. The passage opening.
"Lets go!" I said as I grabbed her hand and dragged her down.
This time the tunnel was different.
It now went straight down, for about 30 seconds and suddenly slid right.
Soon, I could see a hole to the right of us and a boy coming out of it.
I laughed. Scott was really enjoying this.
We were sliding around when finally we came out into the outfitting room.
Uncle Jake was standing there with his assistant Tina.
"Scott, come this way with me." Uncle Jake said putting his arm around Scott. He led him towards the boy's room.
"Uncle Jake…" I cried, trying to tell him how we would not be going into those outfits since we were with a boy.
They just ignored me and went on into the room.
I turned to Jamila and Tina.
"Well, here I go." Tina started
"Here are your outfits," She said, waving her hand to the right.
A moving bar brought us each our outfits.
They were…different.
They were sexier looking.
But they were also advanced in many ways.
"The new and improved ones include an automatic wetsuit and oxygen tank." She continued.
"An oxygen tank!?" Jamila said shocked.
You couldn't see it! That is so advanced and amazing.
"Yes, once you get out of the water just push this button and you will activate a silent water vacuum that will take all the water out of your suit. Now, on to your gadgets," Tina stated.
Wow! Had my "Aunt" Rachel designed these?! If she had, kudos to her.
"You have your watches of course that update every so often." She started walking over to this table.
"This is a brand new gadget though. Laser Contacts, and no they do not shoot out lasers." She laughed.
I laughed, I was thinking that exactly.
"If the building you are going into has invisible lasers to keep intruders/people from coming in, having these on will help you see them." She said.
"Awesome!" Jamila screamed.
"Can you see normally in them?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, they just start adjusting to Night vision when it gets dark." Tina answered nicely.
"They also have your prescriptions." Tina added.
She then rambled on about our fancy-shmancy things.
"Now to get your bags for the trip," She dropped our spy bags in front of us.
I bent down and zipped mine open. All of my things were in them.
"We have packed them and," She looked at her watch, "you guys better get going."
"Thanks!" Jamila and I said in unison.
We met Scott outside waiting for us.
"Let's go." I said grabbing his hand lead him toward another tunnel.
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We landed somewhere in the freshman hallway and headed to the back of the school where the buses where located. We would all be driving in my car though.
I heard Ms. Nawrot yelling outside at the students.
"Hey, you there, get on the bus!" She screamed.
We ran outside and she stopped us.
"Get on the bus now! We were all wondering where you three were." She pointed towards the old nasty buses.
"Actually Ms. Nawrot, we are going to be driving in my car. We will definitely follow the buses to the airport. My Uncle is going to have a car for me there also." I insisted.
"Fine, you better follow the bus though." She agreed.
"Also, have you seen Brittany Sighton?" I asked.
"Yes she is on Bus," Ms. Nawrot started then looked at her clipboard, "Zero Zero Five."
Jamila tensed up. That isn't just a coincidence.
I trotted over to the bus.
I stepped on and yelled, "Brittany, you're riding with me!"
I saw Brittany stand up with her blue bag and come over.
"Really!? Awesome! I love your car." She happily replied.
Both of us hopped off the bus and walked over to my car, which Jamila had already started.
We both hopped in.
Brittany's eyes widened when she saw Scott was in the backseat.
"Whoa! You're riding with Alexx too!?" She said surprised.
"Yeah, none of my friends are going on the trip." He retorted.
"Wow," I teased as I started to pull out and move in behind the buses, "So I was your last resort!?"
"I didn't mean like that..." He laughed.
The buses started to move and we headed off to the Los Angeles Airport.
40 minutes later...
We all were talking about school and life, and jamming to the radio when we finally arrived.
Everyone was unloading off the buses when I paid for parking and we all got our bags out of the trunk.
Morgan walked over and said, "Brittany, I didn't know you rode in Alexx's car this whole time!?"
"Yeah, I had an extra seat and just found her and asked if she wanted a ride." I smiled.
"Well, I call sitting next to you on the plane." Morgan turned to Brittany and added.
"Ok." Brittany said and started walking away with Morgan.
"But," I started,"Brittany is going to be in my study group during the field trip." I smiled and starting walking with Jamila on my left and Scott on my right.
We walked into the humongous airport and find Ms. Nawrot handing out tickets.
We walk up and she hands us each our tickets.
We compared and found that all 3 of us would be sitting right next to each other, just like Uncle Jake had requested.
My seat was Section D, Row 5, and Seat 3.
Jamila's; Section D, Row 5, and Seat 4.
Scotts; Same section and row, but seat 5.
Pretty great, I kept an eye on Brittany though. I mean, she could be kidnapped now or later.
You never know.
She was sitting in Section D also, just Row 3, and Seat 5.
Next, to Morgan, wait a coincidence.
2 minutes later...
A tall man came out from behind the curtain that lead to Section C and started talking.
He had brown hair and a major scar right near his right eye, in the shape of a star.
Must have been purposely done.
"Well, hello and thank you for riding Los Angeles Airlines. I will be your pilot, Mr. D. Though, when my friends and I start flying and racing I am known as "Agent D," He air-quoted.
Scott leaned over and looked at me with wide eyes.
It wasn't the name that bothered me.
What bothered me was that right when he said that, he looked at me and winked.
Then I suddenly remembered his face, and passed out in horror.