Spy School - Nemesis [1]

03: Negation

Sorry if this chapter is kind of bad and ruins Trixie's character a bit.

Armistead Dormitory

The Academy of Espionage

Washington, DC

April 23

1700 hours

I flopped on my bed, exhausted from classes and all the makeup homework I had to complete. This meant I had to get my butt kicked by our Self-Defense teacher, a woman three times my age, for two weeks worth of class, which was embarrassing and very painful. Since I was so busy (and in pain!), I didn't have time to text Alexander or Cyrus about Trixie's possible recruitment.

A day had already passed, and I wasn't to eager to have Trixie startle me again, so I gave up on my homework about ninjas and started my quest for Trixie's recruitment.

Pulling out my CIA-issued phone, I scrolled through my contacts and selected 'Alexander Hale', and started texting him. I decided to not tell him that Trixie asked to be recruited.

Ben: When we uncovered all of SPYDER's moles, we found several were at school, and now there are several vacant spots. I was wondering if your daughter, Trixie would be a good fit. She was able to tail you and me, eavesdrop, and creep up on people quietly. Since she already knows about your family's espionage life, her chance of a normal life is gone, so you don't have to worry about keeping her life 'normal' after Trixie's recruited.

To my surprise, Alexander didn't agree right away.

Alexander: Yes, but she could still be a target for enemy organizations. If the CROATOAN knew, who else can know about Trixie? Making her an agent would only make her a bigger target.

That was hard logic to argue with, but being the president and (only) member of my old middle school debate club had its benefits.

Ben: I know, but enrolling Trixie into spy school will teach her self-defense, so she would be hard to capture.

Alexander: That is may be true, but if she becomes a spy, she'll be out in the field, increasing her chances of being a target. Besides, she can learn self-defense at an afterschool class.

I sighed. If Alexander wouldn't be swayed, then Cyrus definitely wouldn't be, but I tried anyways. Cyrus's argument was the same as Alexander's, plus some more. Suddenly, my phone buzzed.

Trixie: Hey Ben, its Trixie. I got your number from Mike. (Erica refused and huffed away)

Ben: Hey Trixie

Trixie: Have you tried getting me into ur school yet?

Ben: Yea, but it wasn't successful. I'll forward messages now.

Ben Ripley has forwarded 23 messages

Trixie: Reading those messages feels like I should be oofed

Trixie: wait I forgot you come from a school that has greater things than memes

Ben: Um. . .Ok. I guess I'll write to my doom- I mean principal

Trixie: Is he really that bad?

Ben: During my trial, he was playing a video game (RUDE!)

Ben: and he hates me for blowing up his office, even tho Cyrus repeatedly told him that it was a ruse so SPYDER thought I was really expelled.

Ben: and Zoe, our class nickname maker gave him the nickname of 'Idiot'

Trixie: ok, ok I get the picture

Ben: and his doorplate that he wrote for his new office (aka janitor's closet) says 'pirncpal'

Trixie: I SAID I GET THE IDEA!!!

Ben: sorry I sent the text before I saw the message you sent

Trixie: oh

Ben: and the code to his office is 12345678

Trixie: JUST GO WRITE TO YOUR DOOM!!! 😡

Ben: ok, ok sorry

I started writing my letter to the principal, hoping the principal would fall for it.

Dear Principal (Mr. Sidebottom),

I have a possible new recruit that could fill an empty spot that the moles at school had left.

Trixie Hale is a great student, enrolled in a school for aspiring doctors and engineers. She also takes great pride in making sure no students go on missions, and punishing students that blow up offices.

Yours truly,

An junior agent who has been on more missions than you,

Ben Ripley

Yes, I was being obnoxious and sassier than a Barbie doll, but I had no other way I could phrase the letter, and I had an impulsive urge to be sassy that day.

I took a picture of it to send to Trixie (to show that I tried), and then sent the letter on it's way to the principal.

Ben Ripley has sent one photo.

Trixie: You couldn't resist being sassy, eh?

Ben: Maybe he'll actually enroll you. The two things you take 'great pride in' are the two things he wants most desperately.

Trixie: I still can't believe his name is Barnabus Sidebottom 🙊😝

Ben: His full name is Barnabus "Idiot" Sidebottom and he wears a wig that looks like a dead animal that got run over by a truck

Trixie: 🤢

Ben: u'll have to deal with his wig if u get accepted 😁

Trixie: i'll just go now. . . 🤢

Ben: bye then >:)

I smirked, put my phone on my nightstand, and decided to ignore the rest of my homework. It was exhausting, and frankly, I could get expelled tomorrow (from my impulsive letter), so there would be no need to complete it. I yawned and turned for the night.

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