Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

 I Looked at my reflection in the mirror. I studied all of my features. I have icy blue eyes, full pink lips, a cute button nose, and long blonde hair. I actually don’t remember the last time I got my haircut. Well, I don’t remember a lot of my childhood.

See when I was 11, my parents, Tommy and Farrah Smith, and I, their only daughter Lara, were on our way to my grandmothers for a holiday. She lives in Liverpool, which is rather close to where we live, so we decided to drive there and spend the holiday with her. That was the last holiday I spent with my parents.

 So we were driving and I noticed smoke coming from the hood of the car. My mum noticed it too. We pulled over next to a field so my dad could take a look at the car, and see what was wrong. I went to play in the field, while my mum and dad stayed back to fix the car. I love flowers. I love that something so beautiful can start out as a weed. This field was full of beautiful Daisies, My mums favorite flower. I was bending over to pick a daisy for mum when I heard a loud explosion. I was nearly knocked over from its power.

Then everything was quiet. I knew it then. I didn’t even have to turn around to know. I dropped to my knees and started to weep. My parents were gone.

I still miss them everyday. My mum was so beautiful. She was one of those girls that was super popular. You wanted to hate her, but you couldn’t. She had the same eyes and lips as me, but she had red curly hair. She never had any enemies that I knew of, but i'm now coming to realize there are a lot of things I didn’t know about her. My dad had short blonde hair, and he was head over heels for my mum. I was daddy’s little girl. I cant remember a lot, but from the memories I have with him, I can tell I had him wrapped around my little finger. He would do anything for mum and me. I don’t like thinking about them much. I don't know what they did for a living, who their friends are, or how they liked their eggs. It’s hard because I can remember how I fell about them, but I can’t remember why. Its like I knew them, but I cant remember what I know. It’s like when you are trying to remember a word, and it’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just cant get it out. It’s frustrating.

Anyways now that you know all that, I will go on introducing my self. Like I said before Lara Smith, 17, yadda yadda yadda. I am not your average teenager.  See I go to a private boarding school, called Fairway academy for the elite. It’s not an ordinary school. It’s a school for spies. Well I should say spies in training. So yes, that makes me a spy in training. We call ourselves SPITS. SPIT is easier to say than spy in training, ya' know? Anyways, I was sent here a couple months after my parent’s death. I was in an orphanage first. Then some men in suits came and tested me and all the other little boys and girls. I scored very high on the test, so they took me with them and dropped me off here. It wasn’t until I met with Head Mistress Flora that I found out what I was there for. They said I was highly gifted, and that I would benefit them greatly. I’ve been here for almost seven years. This is my “senior” year. I am at the top of my class currently, but Sandra DelFinco, is trying to steal the number one spot from me, she’s sort of my arch nemesis. She has always hated me, since the day I came to Fairway.

~ Flashback~

“Hello Ms. Smith, I am Headmistress Flora.”

 Wow this lady is OLD, was my first thought. Headmistress Flora was about 55 at the time, she had white hair and every inch of her skin was wrinkled.

“ Do you know why your hear Lara?” she asked me.

“Not at all” I answered.

 She then explained to me how I was more advanced than kids my age, and how my services need to be trained and sharpened so that one day I can help the country. She then showed me to my room. Fairway was an all- girl school at the time and each girl had a roommate. She brought me to the room and told me to get settled in before supper.

 “ Supper is at 7 o’clock sharp, Ms. Smith, and we do not tolerate tardiness” Headmistress said as she turned to leave.

“ Yes ma’am” I said, earning myself a nod of approval.

 I could tell we were going to get along just fine.

I was putting my last pair of socks away when my door slammed open.  A way-to-curvy-for-her-age girl barged in yelling at the top of her lungs.

 “ WHERE IS IT FRANKIE? I KNOW YOU TOOK IT YOU KLEPTO FREAK!” she yelled.

Then a petite redhead with friendly green eyes followed behind her, on the verge of tears.

“I promise I didn’t take your new lip gloss Sandra!” She yelled back.

 They both froze when I cleared my throat and said, “Hi, I’m Lara, I'm new here.”

Frankie smiled at me while Sandra scowled with disapproval.

“They let anyone in here nowadays. It should be called Fairway academy for the average instead of Elite.” She said.

 Frankie ignored her and ran to me. “HI i'm Frankie! Oh my goodness are you staying in this room! This is my room to! We get to be roommates! YAY!” she said while pulling me into an unbelievably strong hug.

“Yes I am staying in here,” I said.

Sandra just looked at us. “Frankie I swear if I find out you took it, you will pay” she said and then stomped out of the room.

Once she was out of sight, Frankie gave me a mischievous smile, and pulled out a tube of pink lip-gloss from her back pocket.

She giggled and said, “ I’m not a klepto, I just like to mess with Sandra, and she’s a witch.”

We both fell on my bed in a fit of laughter. After that Frankie told me all about herself, and then I told her about me. We became friends Quickly, and I could tell I was going to like Fairway Academy for the elite very, very much

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Hey guys! so I hope you like the first Chappie! Im really excited to see what this book has in store!. I havent planned it all yet so there is a chance it will crash and burn, but with a little luck- and maybe some pixie dust :) - theres a chance it might come out amazing! thanks so much for reading. You guys are all amazingly wonderfuly beautiful.

Update: 05/11/2013

Dedicating this first chapter to BeachGurl2798 for her support on this book so far! thanks girl!

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xoxo

Megan

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