I-SPY: Family Ties & Hot Guys Chapter 3
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The next morning, I woke up beside Alice on the floor. We'd fallen asleep there after reading through our entire files and discovering that we were twin sisters that were seperated at the age of two after our parents were kidnapped and lied to our entire lives up until now.
It was going to be hard to explain this when I got back to California, if i ever went back. I had a whole new identity now. I stood up and looked out the window, we had a breathtaking view from up here. You could see Big Ben and the whole front courtyard of the castle. I also noticed that it was raining outside. I had heard that it rained a lot in England. I decided to get up and take a shower. I grabbed a pair of sweats, a t-shirt and my toiletries and walked into the bathroom.
When I got out of the bathroom, I found Alice dressed and ready to go down for breakfast.
"Good Morning Al- I mean Spencer" She said smiling.
"Mornin' sis" I said.
"Are you ready to go?" She asked.
"Sure thing" I said as we begin to walk outside the door and down the hall. The halls had hardwood floor and tapestries on the wall. The hallway before the dining hall held awards and certificates for previous students that had graduated with honours.
For breakfast I ate waffles, while Alice had a banana and an orange juice. Turns out she's a health freak and I'm a bad food junky. I always thought it was funny when twins had such vast differences. After we ate, I decided to go sign up for some classes if I really wanted to get anywhere near finding my parents.
"What classes do you take Alice?" I asked curiously.
"The usual: self-defence, foreign languages, lock-picking, disguises 101 and pottery" She said.
"My usual was Math, Chemistry and English" I said laughing. "I guess I'll try getting some of the same classes as you, so I'm not completely clueless."
We went back to our room and collected the "files" with our names on them, we planned on coming clean saying we knew the whole story and that we stole them with good reason. We headed to the admissions office on the fourth floor by elevator.
We walked in and saw the lady named Shirley that came to my submarine when it arrived here. We laid the books on the table and waited for a reaction.
"Good Morn- , LADIES! DID YOU STEAL THESE FROM MY OFFICE ?! " She screamed, I gulped.
"Yes, but with good reason. I had to know what was going on. As soon as I walked in here everyone was whispering and staring and I wanted to know why. And-" I said before I was cut off.
"Hahaha, I was only joking girls. I was hoping you were the Spencer Hale we'd been waiting for. You come from a long line of great spies." She said. "Alas, it's only fair that you know the whole story, which is why I must tell you something else now."
"What is it? Do you know where are parents are or any of our real family?" I asked excitedly.
"Don't worry dearies, your family isn't far we're all here. I'm Shirley, your grandmother, Derek the man that picked you up from the submarine is your uncle, most of the teachers are distance cousins, aunts and uncles. We have quite a large family." She said. "As for your parents, that is still being investigated."
"Wow, and I just came to choose classes." I said still surprised from what my apparent grandmother had just told me.
"Well you can still do that of course, mind you I can't put you the same classes as Alice because she is a more advanced student then you are, Spencer. But I can place you in the same classes just at a beginner level." She said. "You girls can still have pottery together though."
"I'm sorry but isn't pottery a bit random at a school that has decoding and self defence." I said.
"Spies need to blow off steam too you know" Shirley said laughing.
The phone rang and she picked it up and spoke for a few minutes.
"That was your new self-defence teacher Spencer.He's around your age. Would you like to meet him he's on his way up?" She asked me with a wink.
"Sure , but grandma why did you wink?" I asked.
"You'll know why in a second and no he isn't related to you. " She said while waving as the door opened.
As I turned around to see who it was I saw the most god-like boy I'd ever seen in my entire life and I lived in California. He had dirty blond, wavy hair and hazel eyes. He looked like Alex Pettyfer. He was wearing a t-shirt that accented his abs very well and ripped jeans. I felt very awkward all of a sudden in my sweats.
"Hi, I'm Damien. You must be Spencer." He said as he shook my hand. I didn't want to let go.
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