Spy School:Unnamed

Chapter 2

Hey, Guys. I don't know if you have to put the disclaimer on top of every chapter but you should know at this point I don't own the character or anything by Stuart Gibbs. I've had a weird week as there was a cyclone, and a storm warning for my area and it poured like hell. Enjoy! I don't even why I put the image at the top. Tbh

Spy School

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Ben's POV

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After we had missed our flight, Cyrus, as upset as he was, seemed to not want to deal with us any longer as he pulled some strings and got a small CIA plane. When we boarded the plane it had reeked of urine(for some odd disturbing reason), and gym socks. Thankfully, no matter how shady the plane, or the pilots seemed we got home with no drama.

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Now, Zoe, and I were in Ms. Simon's self preservation class which I have surprisingly gotten better at. I actually managed to raise my grade from an F+ to a C++ (I wanted to write B- @thelittlebluewaffle!). I'm not really paying attention in class today as I hadn't slept much last night after having a Barbie Princess movie marathon with Mike (they have tasteeee!). Surprisingly, it wasn't me who picked the movies, it was Mikey boy. Anyway, although I thought I wouldn't get called on. I did.

"RIPLEY!" Professor Simon shouted, then took a long dagger  and banged the butt down on to my desk causing me to jolt up in surprise. I assumed it was fake but with her you never knew - she still thought Spy Schools' old way of teaching was the right way. One kid who had literally had their limbs chopped off and was now graduated kinda reminded me of Joshua Hallal. I nervously gulped remembering this and stood up warily. I tripped down the step of the lecture hall and got into a fighting stance once I reached the middle of their room.

"Okay Ripley the rules are: you need to get three hits on me to get out of class." Ms. Simon stated. The class snickered at that.

Then she launched herself at me. I knew I had to prove myself since I had embarrassed myself last week. I tried to sweep her legs but it backfired and I tripped over my feet while walking backwards. I spotted a black rolling chair next to the white board and a plan formulated in my head. I calculated how much force and how far I needed to push before sending it flying into her legs. I forgot that I was only supposed to use hand-to-hand combat, and it dawned on me that I was screwed. However in return, I received an angry glare from the professor and a cheeky smile from Zoe. I didn't think about the consequences but luckily the bell rang. I thought I was done when she growled and came at me.

"We're not done yet. Get your hits and then you can leave. Same goes for the class." The entire class groaned before I realized I still had to fight her.

Now we learned many ways on how to defend against your attacker and I wasn't good at a lot of them so I did what I did best. I ran.  I grabbed my backpack and fled out of the room with Ms. Simon at my heels. The class followed us as I ran out of the class and down stairways and hallways. I twisted and weaved through the kids, before taking the stairs up two-by-two up near the 6th and 7th year classrooms. At some point, I passed Erica who raised a curious, and slightly amused eyebrow at the crowd that followed me. Finally, I turned into some empty classroom, and actually managed to lose Professor Simon, and the mad classmates that followed. Just as I began to catch my breath, someone snuck up behind me and tapped my shoulder. I jumped, startled at the contact and swung my head around trying to find out who did it. Perfectly blended into the walls, and furniture was a smirking Erica who passed me a note, and melted back into the shadows leaving me slightly bewildered. The note read:

Meet me in the principal's office. Now, and tell no one, except Zoe and/or Mike.

-E

I broke off into a light sprint, not wanting to be later than I already was. On the way over I banged into Mike and Zoe, who had been on the way to the cafeteria, and told them to follow me. We ran out to the Nathan Hale building where the idiot's(principal) ammonia smelling closet was located. As we opened the door he screeched at the guards to frisk us, while Cyrus was looking in pure annoyance at Alexander. After the commotion calmed down we filed inside the room. Cyrus slammed down a FOR YOUR EYES ONLY envelope on the table in front of me and Mike and Zoe peered over my shoulder. Operation Smoked Monkey-warts(Really @gray_jedi_kotlc)it was printed in the top corner of the documents. I muttered "What idiot came up with that name"(This idiot?!/?!).

    "I did," Cyrus glared at me, but in a surge of foolishness I stayed planted without challenging him, instead of shrinking away.

    "Sorry" I said quietly, and continued to read. For a second I swore admiration flashed through his eyes as usually anybody would have shelled up by now, but to be honest I had received this treatment for the last 3 years so I had tried to grow a thick skin concerning these matters.

" Soooooo.., Where we headed" Mike broke the silence awkwardly. Alexander fastened his tie and began speaking, after being prompted with a jab.

    "We have heard that some company, that we are assuming is CROATAN, despite the fact that they have been lying low, have been making large donations of technology to national libraries all over the country."

    I nodded along not really sure how to react, because we hadn't been on a big mission like this since Britain and honestly I was having some doubts Mike prodded me in the side as it turns out Cyrus was dismissing us, and I had been sitting there for the last three minutes. On the way out, I received questioning looks from all three but I ignored them and continued walking to my room. I walked in slammed the door causing the kids in the hallway to glare at me especially since the incident at Simon's class(ASP for future reference) . Then I changed into a pair of shorts( with no shirt? Dangerous Ben) sunk down on the bed, and the next time I woke up an outline was standing at the foot of my bed.

Guys! This was 1114 words without the notes! Did you notice anything funny especially regarding the mission details. I don't know what else to write. Please comment suggestions!

Bye, tiny waffles

End Chapter 2

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