Uncle Si's Spies

Uncle Si's Spies

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"Well your going to see Uncle Si!" Dad said. Hailey and I looked at each other and smirked. We jumped up and started doing our little happy dance. Uncle Si is our Uncle that lives in England but he isn't just any Uncle Simon. He is the Simon Cowell. "Wait why are we going to see him? Not that I am objecting or anything, of course I'm not objecting. I haven't seen him in forever!" Hailey rambled on. "Well your going for a mission, but not just any mission. It's one of the biggest missions in the world! Each company is putting forward there best 4 spies. Seeing you two girlies are on the mission there will be two others accompanying you." Dad announced. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meet Skye and Hailey. There not you average teenage girls, they are spies. They are about to go on one of their biggest missions yet. Little did they know they would be meeting One Direction...........
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My eyes landed on Justin Bieber's. Then my eyes looked back to the doors. It made sense. Tons of teenage girls waiting to mob someone. It was either him or Harry Styles. I reached my hand out to shake his. "Evelyn Moore." I introduced. He glanced at my hand for a second before grabbing it. The handshake lasted a lot longer than any handshake should ever last. "Why are you in here Evelyn? Didn't you hear the announcement telling all customers to leave?" His tone of voice was one that would get me slapped if I ever spoke to my mother that way. "Obviously not." I sassed back. I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.

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