How To Become A Spy

Chapter Twenty-Five

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I avoided my Mom yet again when I arrived home, grabbing myself a few snacks from the kitchen and then spent the rest of the afternoon in my room.

By Monday. Everything would be over. I didn't know how to feel about that at all. It was what I had wanted from the beginning right? To get back to my normal life. But what was normal about it anymore? I'd quit gymnastics and was in the middle of a huge fight with my mother. Nothing seemed like it would ever be normal again.

The next morning I knew things were going to be hectic at school. Prom was happening later that night and decorations were going to start going up. But things were hectic at the agency too with plans for their agent event happening and the high school mission coming close to an end.

Eric and I didn't have our usual agent lessons since he was working with other agents on how we were going to catch the dealer. I'd stayed in the background listening in on their plans. Something to do with getting a SWAT team on standby in case the dealer had a weapon or some 'friends.' We already knew there were at least two people working together thanks to the attack at the school a few weeks ago.

"Hey, you ready to go?" I heard a voice ask from behind me. I turned away from the group conversation to see Turner.

"Yeah, let's go," I turned back one last time, catching Eric's eye, giving him a nod to let him know I was leaving. He nodded back and then returned to his conversation.

Turner and I headed out of the building and got into the limo as usual. I hated leaving the RUA building in the mornings because it was always warm in there with the heaters on and stepping outside was like entering a freezer.

"It's cold out huh?" Turner noted as he started the engine.

I nodded. "It's horrible. I wish Winter would just end."

"Two more months sadly," he informed. "Are you going to the event tonight?" he inquired.

"Which one?" I grumbled with my head pressed against the window.

"The agent one" he clarified.

"I guess I am," I answered. Considering I'd already invited Debby. If I canceled on her she'd probably get mad and complain about how we never spent any time together anymore. She'd been texting me non-stop the previous night about what she was going to wear. I hadn't even considered what the proper attire was supposed to be for these things.

"It's great, you should go while you still have a chance." he insisted.

I knew what that meant. While you still have a chance. He knew my time here was running up. While it felt like we were getting no specific leads on this case, that mobile number was likely going to put an end to the mission.

When I arrived at the school, things were hectic. Purple and white streamers hung from the ceiling and the morning assembly we had each week was canceled due to the auditorium being set up. Tasha's prom queen posters covered almost every inch of the walls in the hallway except for the fire alarm safety buttons which she was told she couldn't put her posters over in the case of an emergency. She objected and whined about it until Violet convinced her that it was a good thing they weren't hanging there in case there was a real fire and everyone needed to be notified to leave the building. There was no way Tasha could get the smell of smoke on her dress and in her hair.

I pushed away the balloons that were blocking me from walking as I stepped over their strings trying to get through. It was total chaos everywhere.