Five Girls, One Mission

Chapter 1

Coleen’s POV

The story starts right here.

It was a wonderful day at Brooklyn Academy, well, not technically. If you were me, nothing was a wonderful day. I’m happy when I’m sad and I’m sad when I’m happy. Weird, I know, but it’s me.

I wish this day would finally end! It’s the last day of school in fact. I finally made it until the last day of my dreaded school days of year.

The bell rings, which signals all the students of the campus, of course, including me, to go to their respective classrooms. 

"Good morning, class", the teacher, Mr. Wilson, greeted us like he used to everyday of our lives. "It's the last time I'll be seeing you all so..." 

This stranger walks in somehow. He was dressed in some sort of formal suit for a wedding or something. “Um, excuse me, Mr. Wilson?” he started, breaking the class’ silence. We all turned our heads to him, except for that mysterious girl who never really talks much but one of the greatest at running.

“Oh, Mr. Velorip”, Mr. Wilson exclaimed in such surprise. Wait, Velorip? That’s a silly name. I tried my best not to laugh at it. I never heard anything like that before.

“Have you told them yet?”

“Apparently, I was about to”.

He chuckled. “Did I come in too early?”

“Perhaps, you did”, Mr. Wilson turned his head toward us as the unknown stranger, Mr. Velorip, walks in front. Is this guy a new teacher or something? He couldn’t be. Maybe he’s a salesman. But, a salesman dressed formal suit? That would be just stupid. “Okay, students, say good morning to Mr. Monty Velorip. He’s a tutor from a high-grade school. Mr. Velorip, will you please?”

Monty Velorip stepped forward and greeted, “Good morning, students”.

We all greeted back simultaneously.

“Okay. From my school, our head mistress had chosen to pick five female students from this class and I’m here to declare that the names I shall announce will be transferred to our high-grade school”.

It did sound cool. What if I got to be in that school? It would be amazing. But, what if the four other people were nothing in harmony with me? Then, I’d be the poor one.

“So, I’ll be picking… Addison Weedn, Izzy Calfur, Courtney Potter, Alex… Alexan… Alex Chase and…” Please not me. Please not me! “Coleen Robinson” Ugh! This sucks! “I’ll be meeting you five outside”.

The class started clapping, which I kind of found weird. We just got into some strange new school. Why do we have to get the attention around? Apparently, I wasn’t the only one feeling insecure, even, the hood-girl, Alex.

“Okay, first of all, where are you taking us to?” Addison interrupted.

“Somewhere you’ll soon know”, Mr. Velorip replied.

I got the feeling this guy’s name wasn’t really Monty Velorip.

“Hey, your name isn’t Monty Velorip, is it?” I asked.

He kept on walking and we kept on following him, like he ordered. “No. I haven’t introduced myself properly, have I?” he looked back at us.

We shook our heads, and once again, except for Alex.

“Well, I suppose I should tell you”, he turned with one of the most amazing and perfect poise I’ve ever seen in my entire life. He’s like a princess in a black suit. “I’m Montana Vallore”, Well, his name was a lot better than Velorip. “And I’m here to recruit five additional spies and I’ve selected you five”.