Navy Blue: The Tombors

School Mystery

The phone rang. I picked it up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi," the voice was formal and serious.
"I am the boss of an organization called the Spy Agency 16. Or SA16 for short. We need your help."
...

I yanked on the skirt angrily. I hate dressed like this. I hated dresses and skirts. Especially short skirts. And this one, was a short skirt. I was in my dorm and they, thankfully, assigned me with Yasmeen for a dorm and all the classes. There were two beds, a balcony, bathroom, and two desks with shelves. It was a nice dorm. I buttoned up my white shirt and buttoned the shoes up. The white shirt had a badge of it that showed the school sign. the badge was a heart with some rope- like things wrapped around it, it also had a skull on the top. I pulled my hair into a ponytail. At least they let us do some thing freely with our hair. I grabbed my bag. Then me and Yasmeen walked to our first period class. As we did, I went over our directions that the SA16 gave us.
Kids are acting weirdly in this school, and the SA16 want to find out what is going on. So they sent us, because their whole agency is only adults. They suspect it's the principle here, Harry Sanders. Sanders used to be a chemist. He was very good at breeding animals and cloning them. They think that he's replacing the students with clones. They also added that each kid here came from wealthy families and that this was a very strict school, so we have to be careful.
We stopped when we saw the boys. They were in pants and tuxedos with some black shoes. The tuxedos, like my white shirt, also had the school
badge on it. Their hair was pulled back so that it looked slick and glassy. Unlike the girls, the boys had a hair requirement.
We had first period with them.
"Nice skirt," Stephan said snorting.
I glared at him. "Nice hair." The I looked around, although there were a lot of students walking around and talking, there were also a lot of guards and security cameras. The guards carried guns with them. Well this place was very secure. We walked into the elevator and took it down to the first floor. The basement was the mess hall. The first and second floor were the classrooms and the third and fourth floor were the dorms. There was rumor that they had a fifth floor that had ghosts and witches. But the SA16 told us that was where they punish misbehaved students. We reached the first floor. The first thing we had was English. We went through the whole day. The teachers acted normal, so they either were working with Sanders, or have no idea what is going on.
We went to the mess hall. Everyone else was there already with their own friends. Then we saw a boy and a girl sitting all by themselves, eating, at their own table. We went and sat next to them. The girl had jet black hair and green eyes. The boy had brown hair and hazel eyes.
"Hey," I said and put my bag on the chair.
"If I were you I wouldn't sit here," the girl said, glaring at her food.
"Why?" Yasmeen asked dumping her bag into the table.
"Look behind you," the boy said. We all turned around. There, three tables away, a group of teenagers, some looked older some looked younger. But all were staring at us with menacing eyes. "Those are the Cool Kids Club. They all hate us." I turned back to them.
"Why?"
"We get better grades than them, and they hate anyone who does something better than them. Notice something about all of them?" The girl answered. I turned around again to look at them. The club was now whispering to each other rapidly. I turned back around.
"I don't see anything wrong with them," I said, confused.
"They're all blondes," the guy said simply. I looked behind myself again, he was right.
"Racist?" Jake asked.
"Well... Not really, but they only allowed blond haired people into their club," the girl answered. "See." She touched her black hair.
"Do you really think we won't sit here just because those morons don't like you?" Stephan asked, he plopped himself on a chair. I sat down and Yasmeen next to me.
"I'm Reyna," I said, holding out my hand and smiling. The girl grinned and shook it.
"I'm Marlene," she said. "This is Robert." She pointed to the guy next to her. "And here comes their leader."
I turned around for the 3rd time. A blonde girl with blue eyes came up to us. She was pretty, but I had a feeling she was a snob. She had tons of make up on, eyeliner, blush, lip gloss.
"You don't want to sit with them. Why don't you come sit with us?" She asked sweetly.
My eyes narrowed. "Sorry, but we're don't have blond hair."
"Oh that's ok, we'll just dye it blonde," she said with a smile.
"Sorry, but none of us have any intention of dying our hair," Yasmeen replied.
Then the girl frowned. "You want to make an enemy of me, you make an enemy of the whole club. This is you're last chance, join or don't."
"Just leave, Claire!" Marlene yelled.
"You have no right to use that tone to me, you poor useless peasant!! You're not even rich! I know that! And I'm going to get you out of this school once and for all!" Claire screamed back.
"Go away, you brat!!" Robert hollered.
"Shut up, orphan," Claire shot back. I could tell that hit Robert hard. "Maybe your parents dumped you in the streets because you had such an uncivilized manner and-" 
I stood up right in front of her. That shut her up. "Maybe you're just jealous that they're so smart and all you care about are your looks!" I grabbed Marlene's napkin. "Maybe this'll make you show your inner beauty!!!!!!" I slapped the napkins on her lips and started wiping all that lip gloss all over her face. Then I took the napkin off, her face was smudgy and messed up. Then I grabbed Robert's juice and splashes it onto her face. Everything went dripping. Her mascara, eyeliner, blush, all of it. "Now you look much better, princess." She screamed and ran to her table. Everyone there started to comfort her and being her paper towels. I sat down. Then we all burst out laughing.
"Robert, what happened to your parents?" I asked after we calmed down.
"They left me on the streets when I was three, but they left me a while bank, so I'm considered rich," he answered. "It's no biggy."
"Well, Robert, we're going to have so much fun beating Claire up!" Jake said. And the two boys high fived.