I Love Him But I'm A Spy

It's my first day at my, new school, Summerleaf High, and it’s my ninth high school. If you don’t already know I am a level 9.5 spy. (Insert shocked gasp here) yes, you heard me spy. My uncle, aka boss, sent me here for a mission and because I am going to be here up to two years he let me just be myself, no fake identity, no hair dye, nothing, the real me for once. So, my real name is Kat Sparrow, I’m seventeen and that is all you should know for now. I'm pretty used to changing schools and I've created a plan, I stay away from the populars, I sit near the back corner in class and I find a private spot with no-one around to sit at lunch. This is my spy life

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6. The Next Morning

Kat Pov

Driving through the front gates of the school I realise just what I'm doing, showing up to school with the most popular guy ever and just to top it off I'm not wearing my usual, baggy, school clothes but my black leather jacket with black leather, skin tight pants and a black singlet that reveals more than it should, that I wear when I'm working, but that’s the only thing I had left in my bag to wear.

So here I am, about to step out of Nick's Lexus LF-A Roadster wearing the most fitting and 'me' cloths that I have. Damn, this is going to be a long day of boys staring and girls looking at me jealously for stealing all their attention, not to mention the questions and Solemon laughing and teasing me. Damn.

I hate this so much, being a spy I don't really like to draw attention to myself unless it's necessary which at the moment it isn't, which kills me, especially seems I specialize in blending in and camouflage, not standing out.

Nick got out and walked around to my door but before he had the chance to open the door, seriously, how cliché is that, I got out and that's when all the bloody whispers started. I just ignored them and turned to Nick, "thanks for the ride." And with that I walked off before anyone could stop me.

I walked straight up the sets of stair until I found the gym. Thankfully there wasn't anyone there, so I locked the door, took off my jacket and started working out.

After about half an hour there's a knock on the door. "Let me in Bishop." The voice called, no one but agents call me that and sadly Nick sometimes but it wasn't him. Solemon. I stopped what I was doing and walked over to the door and there stood Solemon with a smirk on his face.

"Let me in." He states again.

"No way in hell, first you made me partners with Hale then you forced me to work with him last night, then that led to me sleeping on his BLOODY COUCH!"

"Calm down Bishop, I'm sorry but last time I reported on you and yes, I was reporting on you, your handler forced me. She said that you were to isolated and you need to work with someone and when she asked who you'd been interacting with, I told them about Nick and his gang but only the rough details, mainly about the fights, and she said to make you work with him to increase you social skills. I must agree with her that you do suck at social skills." Damn Jess (my handler).

"I do not. I can easily get what I want from someone. How else do you think I get all my information to complete my assignments. Hale's just a completely different situation, plus I've never stayed in one place for this long and I've just become accustom to avoiding and cutting people out. But I can't believe that you reported on me."

"Well that's the other thing, she also wants you to get close or close-ish to a normal human your age for your 'mental health' and they think that Nick's the perfect person." Solemon states sheepishly with his head down. Damn I really should let him in, he's never like this and plus someone could hear us and that would not be good, so I open the door. Solemon looks up and walks in shutting the door behind it.

"So let me get all this straight. First Jess forces you to report on me then she think that I'm to isolated and that I need to work on my social skills, so off of the basic information you gave her on my interactions with other students she thought that pairing me up with Hale would be a good way to work on my social skills and get close to someone so she then force you to pair me with him and cancel training for this bloody history assignment that I could do in my sleep if I was on my own but I'm not allowed to, this is bullshit."

"She also did some more extensive research into him just to be sure he's alright, which I'm sorry to say, he's all good. Jess also said to remind you that you can't tell him anything about your real assignment if you do get close to him." Wait Solemon's not comletely sorry about all of this. Omg he is so dead.

"You're not really sorry about all of this are you?"

"Well I must say how ironic it is that Jess wants to pair you up with the person you hate most in the school. It'll be very amusing."

"Damn you Solemon." we both sit down on a bench and wait a couple of minutes till someone speaks up.

"Well while we're here we may's well catch up for training from last night, you are wearing descent clothes for training anyway." Solemon breaks the silence.

"You do realise that it'll go on into first period and that people could either walk by and see or a class might want to use the gym right?"

"Well I have gadgets for that." Not fair, he still has gadgets.

Solemon pulls something out of his pocket that looks like a miniature projector and camera rolled into one and sticks it onto the edge of the door's window and the locks the door.

"It’s a recorder that can then project the image recorded to an appropriate size for any type of room. Smartest projector I've seen yet. Plus all the teachers and students wouldn't be interested in what's projecting."

"Smart, shall we begin?" And we did, we worked out and trained together for nearly 2 hours.

~~~

After training I went straight up to the roof but was greeted with an unwelcome surprise, Hale.

"What the heck are you doing up here Hale?"

"Everyone's bombarding me with questions about this morning and I couldn't take it so I came up here. I also heard that you were missing in first period."

"Yes but you don't have to come up here to be free of your nagging questions, you can just go to your little spot near the back of the school, no wait, everyone knows about that one, what about you go to that science lab that you like to study in?"

"You know that it really is creepy how you know that."

"I know." I smirk. This is about as 'close' as I'm going to ever get to Nick.

Thankfully the bell rang for second period just in time so I didn't have to talk to Hale any more, thank god.

~~~

The rest of the day went pretty well except for the guys trying to hit on me and girls wanting to be my friend thanks to my new position in the social hierarchy thanks to how I dressed today and arriving at school with Mr. Popular. I just ignored them, I didn't know what to do, I've never been this popular, actually I was once but that was completely fake. I guess I'm also popular at MIAA seems whenever I'm on a mission and it needs two people, which I hate by the way, everyone wants to be my partner and if a guy ends up being my partner we always have t pretend to be a couple and end up making out a couple of times, so I guess that I have been this popular before but not in this context, school being me.

Maybe I could use this to my advantage, I could become the most popular girl and have some fun with Hale. Cause isn't it normal for the two most popular to be a couple. plus I only have another couple of months until I leave for good and I still need to finish this mission.

Maybe I could show up to the formal and have some fun. Man, imagine me, at a party of some description that hasn't got anything to do with work, let alone a formal, maybe even with a guy.

Thanks everyone actually reading this but just thought I'd say that with Nick's car, I don't know much about cars and I just found this one on Google and I'm not even sure if it's out yet, if you get what I mean. So yeah, thanks.

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