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I gaped. Mr. Solomon blinked so I'm guessing he didn't know that Chameleon knew about my school. That must mean she's really good. I've known Joe Solomon for a long time and he has never not noticed something. For this girl to get away with knowing this much classified information without Solomon knowing must mean she's got some skills.

That, might I add, she needs to brush up on because, if I am correct, I just beat her and her friends at their own game. I remembered what Joe had said to us two weeks ago. These girls are not something to trifle with…they don't like being beaten and they can get even if you do beat them. I felt weary all of a sudden. What else did these girls have up their sleeve if they knew about my school?

Then I scolded myself. I'm Zachary Goode. I am not afraid of girls, especially these girls.

"Very good, Ms. Morgan," Solomon said. She was beaming. "But not good enough." Her face went red. I thought that was funny. I smirked at her. She glared at me. I smirked wider. She rolled her eyes.

"Your mission was… what?" she asked. Her voice was steady, despite her embarrassing moment there. I admired that about her (not that she would know that or I would tell her). "To keep us from achieving our mission?"

She had a creative mind, which was good and not so good for spies like her.

I cocked my head and raised both my eyebrows. "Something like that," I smirked. Then I decided I might as well tease her. It was funny when she was annoyed. "I thought I could just make you late for your meeting. I didn't think you'd actually tell me where it was and walk me halfway there."

Instead of answering, she glared. I saw her contemplating something behind those eyes of hers. Somehow (don't ask me why. I don't know why I'm feeling like this toward her…yet) I felt a bit guilty, like I hit a soft spot in her and it hurt her.

She got jostled up in a crowd that had just came in and then blinded by a camera. While Solomon reached in and saved her, I left. I didn't stop till I was out of there. The van we had come in was there. I thought it Mr. Lam again but I remembered I wouldn't see him until next semester. There was some guy there and I knew we had to get in.

The guys were rowdy the entire time, talking about all the girls. I kept thinking about Chameleon. I know I told Grant I wasn't interested in her but I was. I was silent the whole hour we drove to Gallagher Academy.

The other fourteen sophomore boys were really excited. I could see why. We practically lived in a detention center. That's not exactly attractive to any girls. I mean, the girls we do see. We hardly ever go out. Mostly for P&E but that's just in the fields around the school.

We stopped to get some snacks and drinks. When I glanced out the window, I noticed we had just passed a museum…a museum that we had passed twenty minutes ago when I looked out the window. I nudged Grant. He looked over, a little annoyed because just a moment before he been explain to one of the guys what Duchess looked like.

"What? What it is?" he asked.

"We just passed a museum," I told him.

"And?" he rolled his eyes. "There are museums in the world, Zach. I believe you were in one today…"

"I was but I meant," I said, now annoyed at him. "That we just passed a museum that we went by twenty one minutes and fourteen seconds ago."

"Oh," Grant said. "I guess we're doing roundabouts. I mean, you got to give the girls time to get ready for us…we're not exactly something you can handle without preparation."

I rolled my eyes but inside I agreed.

We ended up doing roundabouts all night. No TV. no games, no nothing. Except each other. This would be irritating to others but to us, we were used to it. Some of us slept, some of us stared out the window. Grant slept the whole time. I think I napped for fifteen minutes and twenty seconds.

Finally, when the morning sun came over. I saw us take a rode that we hadn't been on before. Then a school started to form in our vision. There were manicured lawns, stone statues, everything that screamed 'RICH PEOPLE SCHOOL!'

We went through about five security tests. The first one was going up the street. I don't think most people realize this but there are sensors under the street that scan the width, length, and weight of the car, which would give a good estimate of how many people are in the car. The second test was about half way up the street. Instead of under the street, they had camera's (micro cameras. I could only see about three from the right side but there were probably more on the left). Then we came to the actually gate. There were two security tests here. One was in the statues that were perched on either side of the gate. There were cameras hidden in there. I only saw them because they flashed a little in the rising sun.

The fourth test, which was at the gate, was about five security guys. All five of them trained their guns on us as we pulled up. Two of them checked the whole van for weapons. Two of them checked the outside for anything out of the ordinary. The last one questioned the driver on why we were here.

When we finally parked and were walking up the front steps at six twenty eight that morning, we entered the last test. It was under the walkway (like the one in the street). Every time I took a step, a sensor checked my position, my weight, height, width, etc.

Finally, we entered the school. This was a top-notch school. The security was impressive (oh, did I mention several obvious camera's? We passed seven on our way in but the hidden cameras were double that). They got us from every angle with the cameras. I knew they know were here.

The lawns had statues here and there and the school was pretty big but I'm sure (if their CoveOps was anything like ours) there was more underground. They kept up appearances with outsiders but they must have considered us not-a-threat because when we entered there were pictures of spy girls.

Just girls. I don't think I saw a single boy spy on their walls. They showed dates, times (all the way down to the millisecond), when, where, who and a lot of other things. In a trophy case was spy gear, some old and newer stuff. I'm sure when they had guest who didn't know about spies the trophy case turned so it had actually trophies in it. We also passed Gillian Gallagher sword. Some of the boys thought they'd try to get it out.

"Don't," a girl came up. She looked like a senior. "Are you crazy!"

"What?" a boy said dumbly.

"That," she pointed to the sword while raising an eyebrow to all us boys. "Is Gillian Gallagher sword, a very precious school heirloom. You don't think we'd protect it?"

"Uhh…" some of the boys faltered. She rolled her eyes then turned serious.

"I asked a question. Use your manners and answer my question!" she said quietly but fiercely.

"Yes…"

"Correct," she nodded. "Now, I dare you to try and touch it."

Nobody moved. Somebody's footsteps were coming closer but they were soft footsteps. Footsteps that only a trained spy or spy in training would hear.

"Katy," another girl exclaimed as she came around the corner. "Come-"

She saw us and raised an eyebrow. Then she glanced at Gillian's sword. A knowing smirk came to their face.

"Are they trying to get Gillian's sword out?" she asked Katy.

Katy laughed. "Yes. Luckily I came around before their heart stopped from the shock they'd get!"

"Are girls here at Gallagher always up this early?" a guy from the back asked. Katy smiled.

"No. Most seniors wake up early. But the sophomores and freshman…" Katy laughed. "They love their beauty sleep."

"Katy, you were like that too," the other girl rolled her eyes.

"So were you!" Katy retorted.

"I still woke up earlier than you!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Girls!" Solomon appeared, looking amused. "I believe breakfast is about to be served…"

"Right," Katy smiled. "Sorry. We'll see you in CoveOps, Mr. Solomon!"

They ran up some stairs that was to our right.

"Sorry about that, boys," Joe apologized. He even sounded sorry but I knew better than to know that he was sorry. "The girls, they're a little…" he looked for the right word but words seemed to fail him.

"Anyway," he continued. "You will be meeting the girls in the dining room for breakfast. Dr. Steve will be here in five minutes. He is arriving by helicopter," Mr. Solomon turned to go up the stairs Katy and her friends had went up but turned back. "And I'd heed what Ms. Creed said. These girls, they do love their beauty sleep. I suggest you be quiet because you are to follow me and we are going down one of the halls that hold the girls' rooms."

We walked up the steps and entered a hallway. We took a left then hung right. Left, right, right, left. These hallways were a little confusing. When we got to the living hall, a few of the doors were open but nobody was awake.

It looked like the sophomore hall. Some of the girls had their doors painted different colors. Purple, pink, green. They had small white boards on each door that had different names.

Tina!

Anna!

Sarah!

Leah!

You imagine girls' rooms might be neat…clean…pink…pink…clean…neat…pink…clean….and of the likes. But these girls rooms were…messy. Messy, disorganized, and multicolored. One of the purple doors were closed and as I passed, I read the white bored.

This room belongs to…

Peacock ;)

Bookworm :)

Bex :D

And

Chameleon

Enter if you dare

So this was her room…I wonder what it's like inside… Or why she doesn't have a smiley face next to her name..? Or why Duchess didn't use her codename like the other girls. Or who was Peacock.

I wondered a lot of things.

We entered a room that had a woman (I recognized her from the video Solomon had showed us two weeks ago) and Dr. Steve.

"Hello," the woman smiled. "I am Headmistress Morgan. Nice to see you all in my school."

Nice greeting.

"I am honored to welcome Mr.S-"

"Dr. Steve," he corrected her.

"Dr. Steves'," she rephrased. "Student's into the school. You are here to learn alongside of the woman you will work with when you enter the real field. As you can…" there was a loud noise on the other side of the door. Not the doors we came through but the big double doors. "As you can hear, the girls on the other side of that door."

"But…" one guy mumbled. "We just saw them sleeping."

"Oh, the girls don't take long to get dressed," Headmistress Morgan smiled. There came a loud noise again. We heard a girl scream, "GET YOUR OWN TOAST, MEGHAN! THIS ONE IS MINE!"

From what I've seen so far, these girls were really possessive of their stuff.

"FOR YOUR INFORMATION, THIS WAS MY TOAST!" another girl yelled. This was like that lipstick thing on the video two weeks ago all over again…

"WAS NOT!"

We heard some banging, like they were fighting it out.

"STOP IT!" I heard one girl yell. The noises stopped a few minutes later and we heard them go back to their dinner.

"They seemed to like their food," Grant laughed. Other boys joined in.

"They do," Headmistress Morgan laughed. "I think we sent one girl to the infirmary the other day because she and another girl argued over an egg…"

We laughed again.

"Anyway," Ms. Morgan smiled again. "I will go in there and introduce you," she looked at Dr. Steve. "Wait for my cue."

"Excellent."

A few minutes later…

"Excuse me, ladies, but I have an announcement to make."

I don't know if this was Dr. Steve's cue but he opened the doors anyway. Their reaction was priceless. I heard forks, spoons and knives clatter as they hit the table. Heads turned. Mouths gaped. Eyes widened. Priceless, I tell you. Headmistress Morgan kept talking as we moved toward the front. I don't know what made me do it but I searched for Chameleon. Oh, she was just like most (*cough* all *couch*) of the girls in the room. Staring at us. What's wrong with that statement? She wasn't staring at me. She was staring at all of the boys, not just me in particular.

She looked annoyed, angry, annoyed, humiliated, annoyed, confused, annoyed, and did I mention annoyed? I mean, I could understand that. We did just barge in on their much loved breakfast.

And when did I get so good at reading her emotions?

Dr. Steve went up to the front (we must have missed Ms. Morgan's speech) and correct Ms. Morgan again.

"Dr. Steve."

"Excuse me?"

"Call me Dr. Steve."

"Of course," Ms. Morgan looked annoyed (much like Gallagher Girl did. Wait…Headmistress Morgan…Cameron Morgan…same features…same annoyed faces…they're related!) (A/N: I just rolled my eyes because that sounded so un-Zach like but it made me smile a little). "Dr. Steve," Headmistress Morgan continued. I see where Gallagher Girl got her sass. "And his students will be spending the remainder of the summer with us."

Whispers went through the hall. They grew louder until Ms. Morgan started speaking again.

"They will be attending your classes, eating with you at meals," she said. "Ladies, this is a wonderful opportunity and I hope you will use this time to forge bonds of friendship that you can carry throughout your lives."

I looked at Gallagher girls table. One of the girls leaned in and whispered something then gestured to me. I decided to play it cool so I leaned back and smirked at her. She rolled her eyes and looked back.

Grant nudged me and started going on about Duchess again.

An hour later…

We walked down the hall with Dr. Steve. It was just me, Grant, and Jonas (another best friend of mine). We were going to our first class with the girls. There were classes going on all around us. Dr. Steve was going to leave after all the boys had been settled in.

Together, we went into the classroom that Dr. Steve gestured to.

"Knock knock," Dr. Steve said and opened the door. "Good morning, ladies."

The teacher looked at us. He looked irritated at being interrupted and impatient to continue. "Can I help you, Dr. Sanders?"

"I say, your voice sounds so familiar," our Headmaster said. "Have we met before?"

Some of the girls looked amused, like they knew a secret.

"No," the teacher said coolly. "I'm quite sure we haven't."

"Never did any work at the Andover Institute, did you?" Dr. Steve pressed on.

"No."

"Oh well," Dr. Steve laughed it off. "Shall we have the boys introduce themselves?"

"I have learned, Dr. Sanders—" the teacher objected.

"Steve."

The Gallagher teacher went on talking like he hadn't spoken. "That ours is an occupation where names are—at best—temporary," he said then saw the look on Dr. Steve's face. "But if they must…"

Jonas stepped forward with a little push from our Headmaster.

"Um…I'm Jonas," he said awkwardly. "I'm sixteen. I'm a sophomore—"

"Thus your enrollment to this class," the teacher said. "Welcome, Jonas. Please have a seat."

"Excellent job, Jonas," Dr. Steve said. "Excellent job. Now, Jonas here is on the research track of study. I don't suppose any of young ladies could show Jonas around?"

"Humph!" said a girl who looked just as skinny as Jonas. She glanced back at the girl behind her – Duchess/Rebecca/Bex—and glared at her before turning to look at Jonas.

"Excellent!" Dr. Steve pointed to Liz. Some of the girl's looked at Liz as if they surprised she (sort of) volunteered herself to be a tour guide for the boy guest (s).

"Jonas, you can spend the day with Ms…"

"Sutton," the girl said automatically. "Liz Sutton." She smiled sweetly at both Dr. Steve and Jonas.

"Excellent," Dr. Steve said again. "Now, Grant, if you would—"

"I'm Grant," Grant slid into the seat opposite of Duchess. She flipped her hair, smiled and looked the other way. I saw Gallagher Girl do a double take at her friends' behavior. I smirked.

"I'm Zach," I said as I walked to the back of the class, where Chameleon sat. Most of the girls looked hopefully but they're faces fell when I passed. "And I think I've found my guide."

I was looking straight at Chameleon and when she turned, her eyes bore into mine.

"Excellent!"

I don't even want to know how many times I wrote "Excellent!"….

Anyway, how did you like it? It's a long chapter (over two thousand words). I like writing this story because it so complicated to keep Zach in character but still interesting! I like the challenge. :)

Will write more next year!

Happy New Years! I hope this year was everything you wanted it to be and so much more!

Peace, Love and Baby Ducks,

~SnixX321