Hi :) Sorry I thought I updated this earlier. I was wrong! So I present you with TWO chapters. Please don't hate me:)

I felt the sudden jolt and knew we landed in whatever country we had traveled to. Everyone waited until for the jet to pull into the gate. The seat belt sign went off and I heard the chorus of seat belt clicking's.

"Okay everyone." Abby said standing up. "You can open the windows and look outside now." Abby smiled. Zach looked over to me as I opened our window. All I saw was a dark sky and rain dribbling down the window.

"But where are we?" Ana asked. Eva was sitting next to her and had the exact same look of confusion.

"No way!" Bex squealed. "Are we really?" she asked. Her eyes had gotten extremely wide. They sparkled. Suddenly the front door of the jet opened and who walked in but Mr. and Mrs. Baxter.

"Hello everyone." They said. "Welcome to not so sunny London." Mrs. Baxter smiled warmly at us. Mr. Baxter, on the other hand, looked strangely at Zach. It might have been because he was the only senior boy on the plane.

"So what are we doing here?" Tina asked.

"Well," Mrs. Baxter started. "You all know the Olympics start in two days, right?" I could feel the excitement in the girls around me. "We talked with Headmistress Morgan and we all agreed you could use the experience of coming along and tag teaming with the agents here." Gasps went through the jet.

"Now, now. Don't get to excited yet. This is still work. This is still an assignment. Think of it as your mid-term." Aunt Abby said. "Today I want you all to get over your jet lag, then tomorrow we'll talk mission. Grab your stuff and we'll take you to the hotel."

There was a quick scramble to assemble and get all our stuff together. Once we all filed off the jet, we were boarded onto a waiting van with tinted windows. I sat between Zach and Bex.

"Welcome to my home!" Bex whispered to Macy, Zach and me.

We passed thought the rainy streets. The van would occasionally drive through a puddle and splash a mini tidal wave upon the sidewalk. I had been to London before with Bex, but that had been in the winter usually. I don't recall ever being here in the summer.

Pedestrians walked through the streets with umbrellas. Most of the signs and decorations were promoting the Olympics. Could this be what we were here for? The van pulled into a hotel parking lot. We all got off and hurried to get inside.

"I have room assignments here." Abby said after she had check us all in.

We were seated comfortably in the hotel's lobby. There was a roaring fire place surrounded by a small coffee table and a couple couches. The coffee table had newspapers with titles about the Olympics and what a spectacular show they would be. There was a small coffee, tea and cookies (I guess they would call them biscuits here but I'm not quite sure. Note to self: Ask Bex) but none of us had any.

"Eva, Ana, and Tina will be in room 404. Cam, Bex and Macy, you will be in room 406. Zach, you're in 327. Can't have you on the same floor, school rules." Abby shrugged. "Now, go upstairs and get comfortable. Tomorrow starts the hard work." She said handing out the key cards. It was uncanny how much she sounded like Mr. Solomon. We started to head for the elevator. "Oh, and one last thing, light's out at eleven, not that you're going to be even up that late. So no sneaking out. I have room 430 so I'm right next to the stairs and the elevator." I heard Tina sigh.

All seven of us, including Zach, got on the elevator. Ana stifled a yawn as we pushed the 3 and 4 button. A few moments later we heard a ding and saw we were at the third floor. The doors slide open and Zach got out. I looked at Macy and Bex who winked at me. Just before the doors closed I slipped out of them to follow Zach down the hall.

"I thought you had one more floor to go." Zach said without turning. I caught up with him and was now walking beside him. I shrugged in reply.

"What's wrong Zach?" I asked him. He stopped and turned to face me. "You've been so quiet. Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I guess I'm just a little tired." he said. It would have been a TOTALLY convincing lie. But I know Zachary Goode. I know when he, and what it looks like when he, lies. I didn't tell him I thought he was lying. I just nodded. "You should go get some rest, Gallagher Girl." He brushed a strand of hair that had fallen in my eyes (I knew it was there, and it was so annoying me at the moment. But when he brushed it away, it was so worth it!)

"Okay." I said. I turned to the stairwell door. "No sneaking out." I yelled back.

"I'd only sneak out to see you!" he replied.

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"So?" Was the first thing I heard when Macy let me into our room. "How did that go?" Bex asked. I sighed and flopped onto one of the beds.

"Are you going to tell us? Or make us wait." Macy said. So I told them. Everything.

Just as I was finishing (and yawning. Jet lag was so getting to me) when who knock on our door but Eva, Ana, and Tina. As it turned out, our first night in London was spent staying up extremely late for girls with jet lag and talking. No one bothered to leave our room that night. We all slept on the pull out couch and the two king size beds, dreaming about what our mission would be.

Sorry if it was a bit slow. I had to get this out of the way. And also sorry if it didn't sound to spectacular.