Spy School Hero's Journey

Chapter 2

CIA Academy of Espionage

In the room sat 4 people. Agent X, a corpulent person wearing a toupee that looked like a raccoon had died on his head and then been run over by a truck(presumably the principal), a short stout man with an intimidating look so serious that he might be in a funeral, and last but not least, the very same black-clad figure that handed Ben the taser. The latter took off her hood and revealed a very beautiful face with icy blue eyes and raven hair. Ben was just gawking at her beauty whilst Agent X snapped his fingers which brought Ben back to reality.

"Stop ogling and take a seat. We will discuss your performance in this SASCA exam." Agent X said calmly.

"This kid doesn't have what it takes for Operation Alpha, don't you think? He surrendered which is definitely a D- at most. Plus, he couldn't even fight back." The principal said in a mocking tone.

"At least he did well with the taser part, I liked it. Although we have to call maintenance to repair it," said the serious-looking man.

"Fine. It'll be a D now. You need to improve your skills and work very hard here. Is that clear, Ben?" said Agent X.

Ben replied meekly: "Ok, so uh, where's my room?" Agent X handed him his room key and his timetable.

Everyone left the room except for the girl who told Ben: "You better prove your merit here. Cause a D is terrible."

Ben was a little stunned by this remark, but recovered and asked: "I bet no one aces this the first time they get here. There's no preparation or anything!"

The girl replied coldly: "I aced it." She then left the room and disappeared.

Ben was sullen as he didn't even get the chance to ask for her name but knew that in order to gain her respect, he had to work hard. His life changed forever and he must be prepared to face the deadly challenges that await him in the future.

TIME SKIP 2 WEEKS LATER (BEN'S POV)

School kinda sucks here. At first, I thought that the CIA's Academy of Espionage was full of cool and high-tech stuff. It was the polar opposite. The food epicly sucked, and it seemed as if the chefs deliberately made it taste terrible to reinforce our immune system. To make things worse, I sucked at fighting. I hated Mr Crandall's Self Preservation 101 class, as I was getting picked all the time to get attacked by real ninjas. It was my nightmare, but sometimes it can get really boring at Professor Crandall can drone on and on seemingly endlessly, which had a soporific effect on my fellow classmates(and myself too).

However, on the bright side, I made some friends. In particular, a boy named Mike Brezinski, became my best pal. He was cheerful, good-looking and had a way with girls. He was selected into spy school because of his creative thinking skills. He can always find a way to pass a test, no matter how unorthodox it is. Last time, when we were doing an obstacle course(which was very tiring), he just jogged around the whole course. He finished it without breaking a sweat and managed to get away with it(some other people were angry at him though). We bonded over many things and he was impressed by my Level 16 math skills. To be honest, I didn't know about that until the CIA gave me a report on my skills. It was quite amazing as I could calculate anything instantly and I also know the time in my head without having to look at a clock.

I also made friends with a girl named Zoe Zibbell. She was green-eyed and is always happy and cheerful, no matter the condition. Us three and two other boys named Chip and Jawa sat together during break time and lunchtime. The girl with icy blue eyes sat in a corner in the Mess Hall(which was basically our cafeteria) by herself. No one dared walk near her table, fearing injury as it was rumoured that she knew 13 different kinds of martial art techniques. I, like every other boy in the campus, developed a massive crush on her as she was extremely beautiful. I really wanted to talk to her again, as I didn't even interact with me for 2 weeks(she didn't even seem to acknowledge my presence at all when I tried to talk to her). However, little did I know things were going to change soon, and my life was going to be flipped upside down.