Operation Styles

Skye is not your average teen... She's a spy. Whlie most people are enjoying life, Skye is living life on the edge catching the worlds most wanted and dangerous criminals. But what will happen when she has to arrest her idol?


1. Broken

   "Daddy!" I yelled shaking his body "Daddy wake up! Please!" No matter how hard I tried he would not wake up. The bad men were coming... I could hear my mum trying to stall them so they wouldn't take me away. "RUN SKYE!" My mum yelled as I heard a gun shot. I did as my mum told me and I ran, ran away from them. I felt a pair of hands grab me "GET OFF ME!" I yelled. "Calm down I'm here to help you!" I looked at the man, he looked like he was nice. "What's your name sweetie?" "Skye.." I replied trying to calm myself down. "What a pretty name! Now how old are you Skye?" "I'm 4" "Well Skye.. Your mummy and daddy, are-are dead.." I felt a tear roll down my cheek "Don't cry.. I'm here to help.." He said with an evil smerk on his face. The next thing I knew I was in the back of a van...


~12 years later~


   It was 12 years today that my parents were murdered. It was also 12 years today that I was shipped off to Cresswell-Barnes Academy. I know what your thinking normal school, but it's the total opposite. It's a spy training centre.

   The P.A jerked to life "Can Skye Grayham please come to the front office. Thank you." What did I do this time? I looked at my self defence teacher, Daniel (Yep we call our teachers by their first names) "Go on Skye" He sighed, obviously thinking the same thing I was.

   As I walked through the doors to the front office Lisa (The receptionist) gave me a dirty look. What's her problem? Just 'coz I put green food dye in her tea she hates me. "Skye the headmaster will see you now.." She said, obviously disinterested. I walked into the headmaster's office and before I sat down I said "First off, I didn't do it and I can't be blamed" He laughed "No Skye that's not why I called you in." Fhew. "What's up then?" I asked now curious. "Skye we have a mission for you." Yes! I love getting out of this hell hole! "Who's the target?" He sighed "Well Skye.. you know how that boy band One Direction broke up?" "Yes! I was heart broken.." I said, wondering what the connection was. "Well.. Your target is... Harry Styles.." 

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