I Love Him but I'm a Spy

Chapter 1 - The School Playboy's Spot

It's my first day at my, new school, Summerleaf High, and it's my ninth high school. If you don't already know I am a level 9.5 spy. (Insert shocked gasp here) yes, you heard me spy. My uncle, aka boss, sent me here for a mission and because I am going to be here up to two years he let me just be myself, no fake identity, no hair dye, nothing, the real me for once.  So, my real name is Kat Sparrow, I'm seventeen and that is all you should know for now.  I'm pretty used to changing schools and I've created a plan, I stay away from the populars, I sit near the back corner in class and I find a private spot with no-one around to sit at lunch. 

I arrived just as the bell rang (according to plan) and sat at the back right of the corner of the class, English, (as planned but the popular were on the left) and I didn't talk to anyone.

The big test was whether I could find a quiet spot to eat morning tea. I finally found one after 10 minutes, I found a small door with stairs that led upwards. I followed them batting away the spider webs and it led to what is now my favourite spot in the school, the roof.

Nick's Pov

I finally snuck away from my group of fan girls all wanting my attention. I could finally go to my favourite, secret spot, the roof.

I walked up the stairs that are normally covered in spider webs but they were broken. Someone had come to the roof. Could those stupid fan girls found my secret hide out? They were going to pay big time.

I opened the door and started my rant with a scowl on my face. "Who do you think you are, how did you find where I sit, hang on, really who are you?" my tone softens as I realise that I've never seen this girl before in my life. She didn't look like the rest of the girls at my school. She didn't wear revealing cloths or 6 inch heels. She was simple with shorts and a t-shirt. She wasn't a barbie doll with makeup that made her look like a clown but little to none at all. With her hair in a ponytail. I was fascinated by her, she was different and I liked it.  

"I'm Kat, if you want I'll leave and I won't tell anyone. I'm sorry, I'm new and I really don't like crowds." She says softly and in a hurry. I looked into her eyes and saw that they were angry, but about what? She hurry's to try to leave but I block her.

"No, stay, I'm sorry, there are just some really annoying girls and I thought they had found my spot." I didn't want to tell her why I had crazy fan girls drooling over me or let alone that I have fan girls at all. They were just an embarrassment. "Stay, you seem different, I want to get to know you."

"how am I different?" She asks with a grin plastered on her face.

"You don't try to seek attention from anyone, I just realised that you're in my English class. You were so quiet I didn't even notice you." I try to be truthful without revealing to much but I hear her mutter something that sounds like 'That's the point.' I ignore it and continue to look at her.

"I knew everything." She seems less timid than before. "oh, what's your name, I told you mine now you tell me yours."

"I guess it's only fair. I'm Nick Hale."  And with that the bell rang.

"What your next class?" She inquires.

"History, you?"

"Same, see you then."

Kat Pov

I left the roof and headed down to my locker. I got my books while brushing off some cob webs while thinking that I needed to know everyone but them not know me. No-one could know me, it's to dangerous, and I can't get attached.

I wasn't looking forward to history as nick would be there. Hopefully he doesn't sit next to me.

I walk into the class scanning the room for exits, entrances, possible weapons (habits of being a spy) and nick. I wasn't really surprised that I found him sitting with the popular's. He had talked about annoying girls (most likely all fan girls wanting his attention), he had the looks, the build and by the looks of it he has the attitude.