Hell sweet Hell

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"This is fucking stupid". I must have said that a little louder than I expected cause the girl in front of me turned to look at me. Her facial expression was blank and I didn't know what her emotion was. I might have offended her. The thing here is that once you're born your parents immediately prepare you for Agent Academy. I hate it. I never lived a normal life because of that. Im not sure how the other kids feel about Agent Academy but honestly I don't care. So if I offended that girl I don't give a crap.

"What did you say?" asked the green eyed girl before me

"I said that this is fucking stupid" I replied. She stared at me for a good five seconds. Analyzing me. We're spies it's what we're born to do. But then she smiled. Guess I'm not the only one that hates this.

"You're right" she said "This is stupid. They don't care about what we want to do in life. All they care about is that we follow them and our ancestors." Agent Academy was established in 1875 by a group of 10 teenagers. They were the most intelligent kids you could ever meet at that time. They all had fucked up parents. Secrets were always being hidden. Their life was like a Pretty Little Liar episode. So they decided to finish it. They did and their skills were passed down to their kids and many more generations. The only way you can get in is only if your ancestors attended Agent Academy and its the only school you'll ever attend. You get homeschooled for your whole life. Once you're done with senior year,you can finally go to a school with kids. The only school you can go to is once again.....Agent fucking Academy.

"Im glad someone understands me. Guess I won't be the only in misery here" She nods in agreement. "I'm Skylar by the way"

"Nice, my name's Jenevive but you can call me Jen"

I was about to respond but a blond next to me interupted us.

"I couldn't help but over hear you guys but don't you think that maybe this isn't going to be that bad?" She said.

I stared at the unknown blond. She may have a point but I'm still bitter at my parents. They never cared for what I wanted. They only cared when it was what they wanted. And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one here. This bloodline doesn't know how to love. I forgot to mention that the founders of Agent Academy were spoiled little bitches. I won't be like that. Im stopping this. My child will be able to grow up to be whatever they want in their life.

"Who are you?" I ask the blond.

"Im Michelle" she said " Again I'm sorry it's just that I felt the same way before coming to the introduction ceremony and I talked to this guy and he gave me hope that this place wont be hell"

"We'll I hope you're right Michelle, but as of right now I'm 100% sure this will be hell"

The whole room was silenced by a tap of a microphone. Everyone focused their attention upfront on the stage. Where a 50 year old looking man stood. I'm guessing he's the headmaster.

My assumption was proven right when the man started talking

"Good evening Freshmen and welcome to Agent Academy. I am your headmaster Mr.Golding or as others may call me Mr.G. As you all know you're all part of the Agent Academy bloodline. Each of you come from your ancestors that created this impecable Academy. 10 intelligent best friends with questions of their own. You will be learning the history of Agent Academy in one of your classes this year. As Freshmen you all will have to know it. Some of you may know it thoroughly and some don't know a thing. You're all here to start your first year of college and to finish it as the best spy you can ever be. If you have not received your schedule and dorm room number you may stop by to get it at the office.
Later on in the school year you Wil be assigned to a team to start missions. There will be an assembly for that too but later on. Once again I'm Mr.Golding your headmaster and you're all dismissed to get settled into your dorms and ready for classes tomorrow. Goodluck."

Mr.Golding walked off the stage and everyone started to exit. I started doing the same and so did Michelle and Jenevive.

"What dorm building are you guys in?" I asked

"Im in building 5" Jenevive responded.

" so am i " added Michelle

" Guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other now. I'm in building 5 also." I said

We all walked together in comfortable silence. All of us with our minds questioning what's happening in the future. We reached the building and took the elevator to the third floor. I looked for dorm 3D and found it at the end of the hallway. There were 4 rooms per floor. I opened the room up and all my bags were there. I look back and Jenevive and Michelle were entering the dorm

"Guess we're roomates" I said. They nodded and we all started to unpack. I got the bed on the left side. Jenevive got the one next to me and Michelle got the one in front of us on the other side of the room. I put some music while we were getting the room ready. After an hour we all finished.

"What do we do now?" Asked Jenevive. I shrugged.

"Well it is pretty late, maybe we should go to sleep for tomorrow." Said Michelle. We all silently agreed and started to get ready. I turned off the lights and got into bed. We said goodnight and tried to go to sleep. I stared up at the black ceiling. Thinking tomorrow my training starts and my forced life continues.

7:00 a.m.

I was awakened by that dreadful alarm clock. I sat up and saw my roomates yawning and stretching. I got up and started to pick out my outfit for the day. I decided on all black. Black tanktop, black jeans, and black slip on vans. Michelle decided to put a cute little dress and Jenevive put on blue jeans with a white croptop.

"Guys let's hurry up so we can eat breakfast in the cafeteria." I said

We grabbed our bags and walked out of our dorms. Another girl was walking out of her room also. She had light brown hair and was wearing a black skirt with a white blouse. In other words she looked cute. We made our journey to the cafeteria. When we got there it was packed. I got waffles and sat down. My roomates soon joined me at the table.

"What class do you guys first have?" I asked

"I have History" Said Michelle

"I have Science" added Jenevive " And You Skylar ?"

"I have math. Okay if this is a spy school then why the fuck do we have these classes that the whole world does too?"

" Even though we're a special exclusive school we still need to know the basic subjects. Like math,reading,english,science,chemistry, and sometimes more. But look, after all those regular classes we have the training classes. To prepare you to be a spy." Michelle said.

"Whatever I don't care I'm gonna go head to math class see you later" I said. I got up,threw away my trash, and made my way to building C. This school is gigantic. I passed the courtyard and went through nice pretty pathways with trees and ponds. I saw a fountain that the bottom was shaped like a hectagon with a statue of a man with glasses reading off a book. All around the fountain were a bunch of numbers and formulas. I took a wild guess that this was the math building. I walked through the doors and made my way to room C6. I found it on the second floor to the right. It was the second classroom. I walked in and there were people already there preparing themselves and waiting for the professor. I look around and I spot the pretty girl I saw in the morning on my dorm floor. I took a seat towards the back and sat down. All of a sudden a woman walks in with red blouse and a black pencil skirt. She had black pointy glasses and looked like she was in her 60's. She put her stuff down, looked at us and cleared her throat.

"Welcome I'm Mrs.Guerechi I'm the freshman math teacher. There is no talking in my class, whispering in my class, singing, humming and no yawning in my class. If you drop something that's too bad, it's staying there until the end of class. You cannot get out of your seat. During class I do not take questions so if you're confused don't bother raising your hand during class. You can ask me after class but there is a possibility I don't care and won't help you out. I give 2 quizzes each week and a test every 2 weeks. If you're behind that's too bad I cannot help you with that. " She paused and a devilish smile came upon her face "and lastly....Welcome to Hell"

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