S-P-Y

Serious Bisness

"Agent Spencer?" I call out, after running to the meeting room. Agent Spencer is more like my dad, after some horrible events when I was 7. I trained for 10 years, and here I am now.

"Yes, Hello. Agent Jackson, we have another mission for you." He nervously replied. He already knew I wouldn't be thrilled with this.

"WHAT?! I just finished one last week! I haven't even had a whole week off!" Last weeks mission was to catch a dude threatening some pop stars. Very smart strategy, but covered his tracks poorly. It took about two days, but still. I need to train. How do I do well on missions if I'm on them more than training for them?

"I know, Luna." He runs his hand through his hair. "This is very important though. You are the best spy in America." He now fiddles with his shirt collar. This is where I snort.

"Yeah right. I'm seventeen. There got to be some people better than me." I retort.

"There's gotta be a number one, and you never failed a mission. Well, except the one when you had to gather information on the Trigger Stars, but they didn't even exists. It was a prank no one knew about except for the makers of it." He told me. Yeah, I barely failed missions. But I've only been doing these for three years.

"What's the mission?" He hands me a pack of papers.

"There is a group of people murdering and harassing rich families. About three families are currently missing, and 2 families found dead. Yes, whole families. We need you to find out information. That is the first part. I will tell you the second part when I need to." Seth Spencer tells me.

"Yes sir. Where is it? What will I do, and what will I need." I ask.

"It's in New Jersey, you will become a student at Coast High school, it is a private school, and 95% of the kids are millionaires. 4 people are missing from there, and 2 dead, but not on school sights. We believe at least one student there is part of the group, and you can find out info from them, about them, and of them. You will go by the name of Avery White, we will change your appearance and you already have agents there posing for your parents. You aren't the only child, but you will tell everyone he is at a boarding school and may or may not leave depending on his behavior. And the gadgets we made are in the science lab. The makeover ladies are in the beauty room. I'll explain more on the plane." He finished and walked away. *le sigh* I go to the makeup place first. I see three ladies and one gentleman.

"IM SOPHIE!" A girl with light pink hair jumped up an down yelled.

"I'm Rachael." A goth girl told me.

"I'm Hannah" a girl with dirty blonde hair told me. They couldn't be any more different.

"And I'm Zach" he smiled, showing perfect white teeth. "I'm the one deciding your wardrobe."

"I'll be doing your hair!" Hannah giggles.

"I'LL BE DOING MAKEUP!" I don't think Sophie knows what inside voices are...

"And I'll be helping whoever needs it." Rachael tells me. In about 2 seconds the room turns into chaos. I close my eyes, and feel heat on the back of my neck from a curler or straightener, I feel a person caking my face in power, I feel somebody holding outfits up to me, and hear a whole lot of talking. In about an hour, they are all done. I open my eyes once again and see a totally different person staring back at me. My once blonde hairs is now a reddish purplish color with loose curls, my face has about 20 pounds of makeup on, but looks good, and my green eyes didn't change. I look over to my wardrobe.

Dresses.

You would NEVER catch me dead in a dress.

"You are a girly girl and will wear dresses everyday. and-"vi cut Zach off. I know this is for the mission, but still.

"Listen. I will ONLY wear a dress if I can wear combat boots. If and only that, and give me some NORMAL. clothes for when I'm NOT in school." I tell Zach and glare. He backs up. Hehe. Glaring.

"Heh heh, that's, uh, fine." He stuttered still under my glare.

"So I dyed your hair with spray, and it stays in your hair until you come back from the mission. Only the hair team knows how to get it out of your hair." Hannah tells me. "and I also curled it with a gadget from the science lab, that way it will be naturally curly and you don't have to redo it at all. Even after showers, when it dries it will be curly." I walk over to Sophie.

"ALRIGHTY! So. I put on this foundation-" she picks it up and shoves it in my arms. "These two lipsticks. These three eye shadows. These two eyeliners. These three mascaras and this concealer." My arms are now full of makeup, trying to make sure I don't drop any of it.

Alright.

"I'm going to get in this thing." I picked up a flower dress, the first I saw, and started towards the bathroom. I picked up my black combat boots and changed. My body fit perfectly in the dress. I put on my black combat boots and put two knives in each shoe.

I walked out and all four of them clapped. While I just rolled my eyes.

"I'm gonna check out my new gadgets." I walk to the science lab to see multiple everyday looking things Laying down. But I know, they are anything BUT normal.

"LUNA! Nice to see you again! Ready for this weeks gadgets?" Ms. Evryn asked. She was very sweet.

"Sure!" She picked up the first thing. A pen.

"Uncap it, and a knife pops out. Small, but better than nothing." (PJ ANYONE?!) she picks up lipgloss. "Burns through basically anything but skin when applied." She picked up a purse. "If you twist the buckle in the front, it becomes a flamethrower." Holy. Moly some good stuff. "Lastly, and probably most dangerous, are these necklaces. I have five, and if you press this button and throw them, BOOM. POW. KABLOOEY. Anything within a 20 foot radius explodes. So run when you throw it. It has a 5 second delay. These are all your gadgets. Be careful. Don't let anyone non-agent know about them." She says that every week. Only once had I have someone find out about it. It was a laser pen. I told them it was harmless and I bought it at SAMs Club. They believed me luckily. And didn't notice the ash black spot where I pointed it on the wall. Anyway. I take all my things, thank her and walk out. *sunglasses fall out of the sky on my face* like a boss (ummm.... That never happened.) I start to jog to quickly get to the bus.

"Avery White. Avery White. Avery White." I was muttering my new name under my breath so I can get used to it. As I was doing this, I ran into someone. Literally. "I am SO sorry" I look down at the man on the floor, as I still stand. "Are you okay??" I ask. He just glares at me and walks away.

Rude

As I was thinking some more inappropriate word describing him, I bump into a desk. Yeah, I'm a good spy on job. When not, I'm clumsy. I am now at the bus outside, knowing my wardrobe is packed with all my things. I have my gadgets and my badge for the TSI and I'm ready to go.