Spy School Project Rodding ( Fan Fiction )

Packing up and going 3

- DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN SPY SCHOOL
(Ben) ( THIS CHAPTER IS LIKE THE BRIDGE TO THE OTHER CHAPTERS )

Ok lets be honest,who likes waking up at 3:30 because that's not me.
I woke up with the timer set to 3:20 and closed it before falling back asleep before I was woken up again by the second timer I set yesterday. I close the timer an threw it into the trashcan next to my bed without another thought. That was also when all of yesterdays memories came rushing through my body.
I quickly shot off my bed in about 27 millseconds before going to the boy's bathroom to brush my teeth. I held my breath in when going in to the bathroom and made sure to flush all the crusty toilets before actually getting my hygiene back to normal. Considering the fact that I only had about 32 minutes to spare and I forgot to pack up yesterday I started brushing my teeth without even waiting for the warm water to come rushing in. In the end I came out looking like a new person with my hair freshly brushed to make me look more like a student then a cranky old spy who only slept for 3 hours.
            I quietly made it to my tiny, slanted dorm room and finally started breathing fresh air. I quickly picked out my most student appropriate clothes and folded them neatly into my suitcase to afford the most space for other items. After neatly packing my clothes into the suitcase it only just hit me that though my 3 years at spy school I only had dark colored clothes, no red, no blue just grey, black, and white.
          I quietly slipped on a black button up I found laying on my bed with a suit trouser pants and a nice black coat making me look like a professional model but I didn't care anymore. I looked at where my timer should have been and realize I threw it in the trashcan just minutes ago so I relied on my mental time. "18 minutes" I though before looking at my room for anything I should bring.
            My eyes spotted a Tranquillizer gun on my wall that wasn't to large and seemed to fit in my suitcase just fine so I brought it along. I also slipped in some anesthetic darts in my coat for extra safety and a pistol filled with rubber bullets. I put 2 dust grenade in my pockets and put in some spare items such as granola bars in my suitcase before closing my suitcase.
My mental note said that I only had 9 minutes and 32 seconds left and decided to go to the mess hall for some food but went right back when I saw the food we were being served. There was a lump of mysterious meat along with a blue or green jello with what seemed to be pieces of hair inside of it. There was also a side dish of salad with the same mysterious meat and a rotten tomato onto which I passed with out another though. I ended up leaving the mess hall with only an apple in my hand and nothing else.
                I went to my dorm and picked up my suitcase filled with my items and went to the location Cathrine told me to go. I made my way slowly, looking at the wildness outside of spy school and the white blank sheet of snow covering the concrete pathways. I made it to the location with 3 minutes and 6 second left and spotted the private jet. I then spotted Cathrine standing next to the jet with her feet tapping the ground as if she didn't care one bit about the luxurious private jet that probably cost more then my house. That's when I realized why and felt guilty for not making it here quicker.
            I quickly walked up to her and gave her my moring smile (and don't worry I had 2 pieces of mint gum in my mouth). She pushed away her worried glances and replaced it with a fake smile which I quickly saw though. That was when I noticed just how worried Cathrine was for Erica. And honestly speaking, I also felt worried but I didn't know weather or not I should be worried for her or angry at her. She didn't answer any of my 1078 messages I sent her for the pass 2 years but at the same time Erica saved me for who knows how much times. And I also hated myself for think about this at this time but I still liked her more then a friend even after 2 or more years of not talking with her.
            "So where are we going" I asked Cathrine, annoying my mental fight with my thoughts while waiting for Zoe and Mike to come. ( I was to lazy to write about that part of the story but let's say they accepted the afford with out hesitating). I looked at Cathrine while she got out a map from her backpack of a boarding school called boys&girls boarding school. "I resrceahed some more information on that kid Arthur and found out that he goes to this school"she said pointing to the map of a school that looked like a huge block of concrete. It looked more like a prison rather then a boarding school. "Does Arthur do any extracurricular in school other then swimming" I asked to Cathrine. She nodded which made sense because of the last picture I saw of him. "He does Swimming and Taekwondo" Cathrine said. "All of which his butler is watching him" she said with menace. This was all great news since we had a lend on what we should do until I realized what she meant. "Please don't tell me your gonna sign me up for those thing right" I said looking at her. This got a real smile from her. "Yes your doing it and I'm gonna fake being your mother"she said with a grin.
                That was when Mike and Zoe came with tired faces. "You could have told us where you wanted use to be" Mike and Zoe said in unison. "Sorry" I said rubbing my neck until Cathrine clapped her hands to get our attention. "Your 4 minutes late, let's get a move with this" she said in a serious voice which got all our eyes on her. She lend us to the jet and opened the door for us before getting on herself.
                The first thing I saw was the comforted leather seats and the fresh fruits laying on a table in the center of the private jet. I quickly placed my suitcase next to a seat of my choice and started searching the plane for some snacks. Zoe and Mike did the same before we finally got settled down with our bags of chips with a warning of not to eat to much from Cathrine. Apparently that was when I saw  Alexander who was the pilot of the plane which didn't make me feel any better but I chose to annoy it and went to study the map of the school Cathrine gave me before flying off to the boarding school for girls&boys.

A/N- 1204 not including this.                   

-     I HOPE YOU LIKE IT EVEN THOUGH MY GRAMMER IS AS BAD AS SLIPPING ON ICE !!!