The Lie's Secret (Spies)

Spy School

Coraline's P.O.V.:
I was strolling through "Stiletto Spy School" to get to my next class with my friend Sadie.
In case you were wondering, my school is a girls only spy school. There are 5 levels in the whole school.
Level 1 being fresh-girls and level 5 being the real deal, professionals. Me and Sadie are in Level 4, when girls around our age are in Level 2.
We get a lot of respect around here, and that is hardly earned. Every level has 20 girls, meaning there are only 100 girls in our school in total. We got some "hi" from the younger kids, probably looking up to us.

As our heels clicked against the hard floor, we reached the room.
I reached the knob but Sadie beat me to it, then she pulled and pushed the door. I have this 'like a boss' feeling I do something right without failing, right now I should be scared, but I'm as calm as ever.

This is, after all, a new year.

Something is off, I can easily sense it, and I'll find out one way or another. Everyone stared at the two 15 year olds in front of them, one with brown hair and green eyes (Sadie), and the best, brown haired and brown eyes that belonged to a girl named Coraline Sparks. We walk towards the back of the room and sit in one of the two wooden seats.

Right then, the teacher walks in, spotting me, she says...

"I'm glad you joined us this year, Ms.Sparks." Says Mrs.Johnson.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." I say cheerfully, showing off my pearly whites and sit up straighter. I feel like such a faker.

"That's great to hear." She replies in the same tone.

"It's not like I have a choice." I muttered angrily so only the people around me could hear.

"Now I'm going to pretend I didn't hear anything, alright Ms.Sparks? And let's start this year to a good start too." She says, obviously overhearing. I nod and pull out my books out of my bag on the side of my desk. Just then, the principal walks in. Sheesh. Can't people just stop walking in when I just get comfortable?
Everybody looks at me curiously. Great, my amazing scene has an audience too (note the sarcasm). He looks at me in the eye, and I know it's my cue to follow him out of the class, he turns and walks out the door.

"And Sadie." He yells through the door.

I look towards her, and I can see her a little red from the embarrassment. I have a feeling about this, I just can't place if it's a good or bad one. I place all my stuff I finally took out, back into my bag, except for a piece of paper.
We walked out while being watched.
I am really proud of myself, I get into trouble and people still look up to me.
I look at the computer genius beside me that goes by the name Sadie. Leave it to her to do the hacking, she can hack into almost anything. From a bank to security cameras, she is really useful.

I walk up to the teacher and throw the paper onto her desk, letting her read it after, and walk through the door like a boss.

*
"You two girls are going on another mission, with a professional girl. Can I see your essays?" Our principal, Mr.Scott asks us.
I groan at the sound of another mission with a stranger.
I like to be in control of things, not some stranger I have no clue who she is. I don't know why, but it gives me a shiver down my spine about this mission, it's like i'm supposed to go on this mission, but something is telling me not to.

I ignore the feeling for now. I start searching my bag for my essay I managed to finish in the short amount of time I had, as I had chemistry homework about what chemicals cause what.
I gasp once I can't feel the paper in my bag, but I pull out the note meant for our teacher. Two pairs of eyes are set on me. I look up to see Mr.Scott holding Sadie's essay, and another hand for me to place my essay in.

I groan, I messed up, big time.

"I gave the wrong note to the teacher." I mumble towards them.

"Again?" Sadie asks me while I nod.

"That is a big mistake, Ms.Sparks. Go get it before I hand this over to another professional." I get out of my seat and scurry out of the room.

*
"Mrs.Johnson, I gave you the wrong paper." I tell her while standing in front of the class.
She was scolding me for being unprepared and that I interrupted her class while they were playing the lying game, my favorite game of all time.
She was really enjoying herself, while she was scolding one of her best students. The sassy student.

"See this, class?" She asks the room, while pointing to me. "This is a girl with a sassy attitude. The attitude is unacceptable to a teacher, but on a mission, it's very good. This spy, otherwise, is very good. Does anybody see what she is doing wrong all the time?" She asks the class.
As always, the smartest girl named Laura shoots her hand up into the air.

"Goody two-shoes." I mouth to her. She scoffs at my comment, obviously getting it across. Just to make her mad, I copy her hand movement, so my hand also shoots into the air.
Mrs.Johnson looks taken aback, and a little shocked at what I just did. Usually, I don't answer questions unless i'm asked personally, not to a whole group.

"Ms.Sparks?" She asks, uncertain, probably thinking that this is a joke.

"I know I am not organized, now can I have my essay... I mean papers." I asked. I never should have said essay. Everyone was looking at me like I have two heads. Great!

"AGAIN! I haven't gotten a mission since... six months ago! You get one, like, every WEEK!" Yells a girl named Emma from the back of the class.

"Actually, it depends on the size and importance of the mission," I correct her.

She bangs something onto her desk, causing all of us to jump a little. The noise was really loud, unexpected, but I wasn't startled at all because I already saw it coming, especially from Emma, the bad girl.

Looking at the outline of the object, you could see she stabbed it into the desk, making it stick upright.

"Did you steal again, Emma?" Asks Mrs.Johnson. "Give me it." She commands.
Emma removes the perfectly carved object and places it on her desk, making a banging noise. 'Somebody's mad' I tell myself.

I could easily take her down, she looks tough, but on the inside, she is really weak. I really need to focus on getting the papers without looking sloppy or stupid in front of my entire class. I stare at the pencil on the teacher's desk, telling it's not an ordinary pencil. It was made especially for missions.

This pencil has so many uses, and yes, you can use it as an ordinary pencil, but this pencil belonged to the teacher.
Right beside the pencil, is a tiny knife. This was the object Emma stabbed the desk with, you can easily tell she has been sharpening the blade during class because of the knife sharpener strokes, they were all uneven, sloppy, and unprofessional.

Obviously the artwork of Emma.

The knife also had a protective layer that was not supposed to be taken off but you could see it has been partially damaged, apparently Emma wasn't careful with weapons, and now I understand why she barely goes on missions.

Unlike me.

I look towards Mrs.Johnson teaching a lecture about stealing from school, I take that as my cue to grab the paper and sneak out of my class.

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A/N:

EDITED!

Does anybody know what the mission will be? Why do you think the mission is a good and bad idea? What do you think will happen next?

I know i'm very bad at writing, I can tell, but some people say I have good ideas, so i'll try harder on the writing piece of the story. Hope you enjoyed!

-Alexandra