On the way to Blackthorne I took a much needed break. I had gotten fifteen out of thirty boys, Bex had gotten seven, Macey five, and Liz two. We were so excited for the exchange. The boys were already back, getting punishment laps for being discovered. I laughed, dreaming about the group of cocky teenage spies, running fifty miles, withe their stone backpacks of course!" The girls were making a quick stop at Gallagher for their luggage, so they would at the school around the same time we got there. We had spent two hours more in D.C., having a girls shopping trip while waiting for the "go" from Joe.
Twenty minutes later I was being shaken awake.
"We can't possibly be there yet!" I complained. The girls laughed.
"No we're preparing for our entrance. Remember Joe saying that we should come up with something 'funny, and witty' he also said 'don't disappoint'."
"Thanks for the exact quotes Lizzy. What do we have so far?"
"The Gallagher girls will be entering through the large doors at the entrance to the dining hall. Extremely boring, in my opinion." They showed me the blueprints of Blackthorne, that Liz had gotten from their "not so secure" sight. There were windows on three sides of the dining room, along with two skylights on the roof. I laughed.
"Easy, we'll use the skylight. Bex and Macey will go in through there. Liz will use the center window of the collection on the outside wall. I'll sneak in through an air vent and hide. He mentioned that He's be saying the crew were coming."
"Bloody Brilliant!" Bex laughed.
"They're not going to believe it's us though. So we should wear disguises in, and take them off when it's Macey's turn to present."
"Sounds good! I'll get working on the disguises.
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Two hours later, almost all of us were disguised.
Bex was wearing a blonde wig, and had sprayed herself with a concoction that made her skin almost white. Her eyes were green.
Macey's hair was red, and in pigtails. She had become almost albino, also with green eyed contacts. She had freckles dotted across her face.
Liz had on a weaved wig. She spray tanned herself so that she was african american, and put in brown contacts.
I was the only one of us four that wasn't wearing a disguise. Macey had decided it would be too fishy. I just did as she said. She was after all, the master of disguise. The helicopter touched down five miles from the school, whig we ran in ten minutes and twenty-seven seconds. We weren't in a hurry, and had just enough time when we arrived at the dinning hall. Bex, Macey, and Liz all climbed up onto the roof, while I hid behind a bench that was in the foyer. I heard my dad introduce my mom and the girls, they walked in with a flounce in their step. They were trying to be brave. Cute. Five minutes after they were in my dad began to explain our appearance.
"Today both the boys and the girls had a mission in D.C. Get away without being compromised. You all failed. You were all told that CIA agents had compromised you. They didn't. There were four teenagers there that compromised every single one of you in an hour. I'm not going to mention their real names, but their codenamed might give you an identity. In D.C. you were being compromised by Chameleon, Duchess, Peacock, and Bookworm. The Chameleon and crew." He started saying something else, but those four words were the key words. Glass shattered from two directions, and I slipped into the back of the room. I watched as Bex, Macey, and Liz all took off their hooks and walked up to the stage.