Agent Zoey

Chapter 1: Another Identity

"This time, you're Zoella Smith. You are 18 and were born at the South Wales but raised in the NYC," Mr. Geoffrey briefed me another identity. This whole new identity is like a routine for me since I was in the third grade. Every year since then, they will give us, the seven geniuses, different identities and then send us to different schools across the States. Every freaking year. Each year, we were given different roles, characters and identity.

Last year, I was Macey Anderson who likes pink, scratch that, loves pink. Macey Anderson is a very spoiled brat. After three months in the McRiley High, I already got some glares from the head cheerleaders and also the bimbos. Macey Anderson is very bitchy, I'm telling you. She treats people like her servant. Being Macey Anderson was one of the most challenging that I've got. I've had a food fight and also several cat fight in the same year.

"Zoella Smith is a very outgoing person, brave, clumsy at times but she can cover her mistakes very well," Mr. Geoffrey continued. "Basically, you're just you this year."

I sighed.

So, being me is far away from normal. How can you be yourself when you have spent more than 8 years being someone else?

In those 8 years, I've been Amanda Perry, Natalia Franco, Mary Dale, Lisa Fay, Anne Carter, Tina Montclair, Ashley Johansson, Macey Anderson and now, he ask me to be me? Not that easy.

"Except for your name. You can only use Zoella Smith as your name. Your family have been told about this. You will be send to the Valley High starting from tomorrow. I heard that the place is a hell. Good luck with that," he said calmly. "Oh, and this are some credit cards for you," he said as he placed some credit cards on the table in front of me. The credit cards are one of my favorite part.

"How should I do for my academic? Be genius, decent or stupid?"

"Decent is okay and you are the queen of procrastinate."

"Okay then. How about Zoey? Where is he going to be?," I asked Mr. Geoffrey. Zoey and I are best friends since we were put in this special agent/investigator team. Other than sharing the same name, Zoey and I also share a lot of similarities.

"Zoey will be send to the...," he paused as he was checking the document that contains all of the informations of our next investigation. "Oh, he will be send to the Valley High as well," he said with a smile.

It's a very seldom thing to have someone from the team being sent to the same school as you are because there are hundreds of schools across the States, so they have to divide us. Being sent to the same school as Zoey is one of my wish because I really want to know how he act like in school.

"Why is he going to the same school as me?," I asked because of the curiosity and the confusion.

"I'm sorry, Miss Hamilton but we've a meeting about this and they said that you will not be able to do this alone. So, they've decided to send Zoey there as well."

"Oh," I said. How dangerous does this school might be that they have to send two people at the same time? Who cares? Curiosity kills the cat.

"Okay then. We'll meet tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Geoffrey. See you tomorrow."

*

When I got home, I started to pack my clothes and all the documents and important stuff. I sighed as the memory of the day when I was first sent to the ministry for a test was playing in my mind. It's still fresh in my mind like it was only yesterday.

I sighed again as I lay on my bed, closing my eyes as I flashback all those bittersweet memories in the schools I've been into.

It's just another year.

Just another year.

Tomorrow is going to be the start of something big.

*

"Zoey, where are you?," I said through the phone. I was waiting for him at the parking lot of the school.

"It's Jay, Jay Graceffa," he replied with a smirk

"Where the freaking hell are you? If you're not here in two minutes, I will..."

"You will what?," Zoey or 'Jay' said behind me.

"I swear I was going to break your legs into two and you will say goodbye to soccer," I said with a sarcastic smile as I turned my back to face him.

"Oh Zoey! It's been a long time-"

"We met last two days," I cut him off as I rolled my eyes. " And my name is Zoella Smith."

"Oh, what a wonderful sunny day isn't it?," he said with a smile.

"The weather forecast said that it's cloudy and it will rain in the afternoon," I said to him. I sometimes wonder if he really is a genius. He looks stupid to me. No kidding.

"I am telling you, Zoey-"

"It's Zoella," I cut him off.

"I am telling you, Zoella," he said emphasizing 'Zoella'," that this year is going to be big."

"And why is that?" I asked as we were making our way to the principal's office.

"Because the awesomest pair ever is here!" he exclaimed.

"And who are they?"

"Us, obviously."

"I thought it was only me," I could see that 'Jay' was taken aback by what I just said.

"Whatever!," he yelled as he walked faster and left me.

"Hey, Jay freaking Graceffa! Wait for me, you d-bag!"

He turned around and stuck his tongue out. He is an idiot.