The Celebrity spy

Chapter 1

I sat on a small couch in black pre-ripped jeans and a black muscle tank-top with a pair of brown combat boots and my hair was up in a mid high ponytail.

"I can believe you chose to become a celebrity," my boss, Victoria said pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Well I can go on missions on where ever I am." I said.

"But now that your going to be famous, your more likely to blow your cover. No body is supposed to know." She said pacing.

"Stop pacing, i'm your best agent and I'm really good at keeping secrets." I said," plus you might give your self an aneurism or something."

"Fine but one wrong move and everyone will know about us." she said before leaving the room.

I took a sigh and thought about tomorrow. My last day before I go into the world of celebrities and I get chased by people.

I worked for a national top secret agency you could find in mainly the popular city's of the us. It's a teen program where teens can be spies, and I was one of the few first. I've been in training since I was 6, my father was apart of it to so taught me self defense until he passed away a couple years ago.

I have a twin sister but I haven't seen her since we were five because of financial reasons so my parents chose to have her adopted just for the money but I was kept, with a somewhat horrible life so far with financial problems. I wonder how my sister Alyssa was doing anyways.

By the time I was done thinking I realized I was at home, sitting in my car. I looked at my next door neighbors house, where my high schools bad boy lived, too bad he doesn't know I exist, well until everyone knows I exists. I got out of my car and soon rain started pouring instantly soaking me.

"Oh, great, I'm so glad I'm not wearing make up." I said.

I probably won't miss living here in Salem, Oregon, but I did love unpredictable weather. I walked to my door step and shivered as I unlocked the door.

"Mom, I'm home!" I yelled to her after I closed the front door.

"I'm in the kitchen!" she yelled back. I walked through the living room and in the door to the dining room.

"What's for dinner?" I asked, sitting on the counter.

"Meatloaf." my mom answered.

"Yes thank you mom, i'll be in my room getting homework done." I said before rushing into my room.

Do I have to mention that Ricky's window if right next to mine? I didn't see him in there so I just grabbed my notepad from my bag that I forgot I still had with me and put my bag on my chair.

From where my bed is, Ricky would just be able to see my feet. I plopped on my bed and opened up my book with one leg up and one leg down. I decide to write down some lyrics I had running through my head.

I hid my face and stayed away, I hid my true self but now it's time I bring it out..

I smiled at the lyrics written down. I just hope I'm good enough. while I was writing, why did I get that strong feeling of being watched from outside my window. I ignored the feeling and leaned my head back against the wall, closing my eyes. Was I going in over my head?

"Dinners ready!" My mom yelled from down stairs.

"Okay coming!" I yelled and set my book down on my desk and running down the stairs.

"So where did you go after school?" My mom asked me.

"Out," I said then added, "with some friends."