Spies In Disguise: The Skills and the Spies (#2)

Chapter 19: Spies Keep Anticipating A Mission

Maddie and I keep pestering Katrina for missions, and we constantly ask her if there's anything going on.

"No, you never know when you'll get a mission," Katrina replies, when we ask her during karate class on Saturday.

"That's too bad," Maddie grumbles.

"Yeah, we haven't had a mission in a while, other than that mission at he mall which was more of a test than an actual mission," I add.

"Too bad girls, this is what you get when you live as a spy," Katrina shrugs, and Maddie and I look at her disapprovingly. "Now continue those punches and kicks! You'll be an orange belt in a few months if you keep practicing and you do well!"

Maddie and I keep punching and kicking, and near the end of class, Katrina tells us about some program that the agency has developed just for the two of us.

"What kind of program is this?" I ask.

"It's a self defense program," Katrina explains. "For the next few karate classes, I'm going to incorporate this self defense program into our classes. We'll still be practicing the punches and kicks, but you will also learn some self defense techniques."

"That sounds cool," Maddie shrugs.

"It's already 1 in the afternoon," Katrina points out, after looking at her watch. "You two are dismissed. See you tomorrow!"

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On Monday, I have gym first thing in the morning, which I strongly dislike. Gym on Mondays is always a bad thing for me; however, it serves as a very effective wake up call, more effective than the alarm on my phone.

I remember that Maddie doesn't have to go to school because she has a SA day. SA days are Student Assessment Days, where the teachers spend the day assessing students' work, and doing marking and updating marks, and participating in meetings that focus on helping students excel. The students get to stay home on S.A. days, which is a very good thing. Mine and Maddie's schools are part of different school boards, so we have different S.A. days.

Lucky Maddie. I want to stay home today but no, I have school today.

Several people are setting up the volleyball nets, and we get into our volleyball teams. I have Jacob, Ahmed, and Nadia on my team. Yes, Nadia is on my team. No, it's not really a bad thing - Jacob and Ahmed are pretty good volleyball players.

Our team plays two games and we win both games. By now we're now very motivated and eager to play our third game until-

"Wait, where did all these people come from?!" Mr. Steadman exclaims.

Everyone looks to one of the gym doors that's open, and many students from JK to grade 8 are filing into the gym. They're wearing their jackets and carrying their bags, and are looking very confused. Everyone's looking very confused, actually.

"What's happening?" Mr. Steadman asks.

"We don't know!" we shout back.

I take a closer look at the kids and teachers coming in, and realize something. THEY'RE NOT FROM OUR SCHOOL.

What's going on? What school are these people from? Why are they here? Who gave them permission to enter the school?

Suddenly, there's an announcement from the PA system.

"Mr. Steadman, please take your class and leave the gym as soon as possible. To all Silverdale students and staff, the gym will be closed for the rest of the day. Please do not use the gym if you have a gym class today."