Spied On

Professor Smith

        I walk into the room and sit down in my place. I get out my stuff. Spy stuff. In a way, I'm hoping that my dagger flashes. Then, I'll know for sure that it's true. That would be interesting. So I could confront him and make sure that it's true. That he's in on the plot. As I flick through my book, my heart starts thumping. What if he IS trying to kill us? And if so, why? It's just crazy. I know that I'm a spy, and I should be expecting this, but is it just that? There are hundreds of girls here in the school, and he has to pick us. Is it because he feels threatened? Scared? Or do him and Mr Roder want to get something?

        The class begins. Professor Smith drones on for a moment, and then hands out several pages of morse for us to translate onto a fresh page. I hand my work in, and Smith looks at me carefully, in a weird sort of way. Like he's suspicious somehow. He hands me back the paper, not really paying attention to what he's doing. He flicks his wrist again and again, but I don't really care about grades any more. I care about Cam and knowing the truth. That's all. He hands me my paper and my dagger flashes. Smith sees it and snatches it back.

'Umm.....Umm.... I.... I ....Missed out a question. That's all. Um... Go back to your seat.'

My dagger stops and I sit back down again. He keeps flicking his wrist but the pen isn't touching the paper. He slyly peels something off and sticks it in his drawer. He tried to kill me. I know a bomb when I see one.... My heart is thudding so loudly, I swear that the rest of the class can hear it. It's crazy. I need to find out why us three are being hurt. 

-I know guys ANOTHER short chapter, but I do know what happens. You guessed yet? 

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