Spy school, paradise city.

chapter 2

 I packed my stuff that night. I knew it would be the end of my spy carrier, there isn't any evil organization to join (they all want to kill me because of a mission a year back). I was going to live a regular, boring life.

As I walked through the halls of the spy school for the last time. It was as if I was already forgotten. As if someone else had defeated spyder 4 times, as if someone else had defused a nuke in the mountains, as if someone else had saved countless lives. Not even my friends bothered to show up. It was unlikely they knew. I walked out onto the parking lot, a car waiting for me. I stopped, turned around at the school that had betrayed me. Sighed, and opened the car door.

I walked up to the lunch counter and got my food. Then I went to sit by myself. It was almost a sort of deja voo eating my lunch. I was in almost exactly the same situation a year back. (long story). Except my friends weren't there. Mike, pretty much the only friend I had at normal school, was recruited into Spy School two months ago. But, as I was in the middle eating lunch and feeling sorry for myself, a kid noticed me and screamed out, "HEY, LOOK EVERYBODY, IT'S BEEN, THE KID WHO DEFEATED THE BULLY!" Everyone immediately turned their heads at me and stampeded to sit at my table. Everyone started to ask questions all at once.

"Why are you here?"

"How did you defeat the bully?"
"Which school did you go to before here?"

I tried to ignore them and eat my lunch, but they just kept on asking and asking. Finally, I yelled, "LOOK, I CAN'T ANSWER THOSE QUESTIONS, AND I CAN'T TELL YOU WHY!" Everyone stopped talking. Then one brave soul asked me why I couldn't tell them. Another said that I went to a Spy School. I never answered any of their questions.

I was counting down the days to when we get to go to Mexico for a vacation at the CRAZY FUN RESORT: 1 more day. I trudged through school, filled with excitement. When I got home, I packed and stayed up all night jumping of the walls with excitement. Then, the next day I got on a plane and headed off to Mexico. No parents for 2 weeks.