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My Double Life
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Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2012
Things aren't always as they appear. My name's Kaya Kingsley and on the outside I'm your typical bookworm with good grades and the bad wardrobe to go with it. I'm the girl who had to leave her last school because of too many sick days. So I guess you could say I'm an always sick nerd.  The thing most people don't know about me is that I'm an 18 year old spy working for MI6 and the CIA. I miss school so I can go on missions and catch criminals. I'm not sick, I'm just avoiding being shot. After getting kicked out of my school I decided to leave the UK and make a move to New York in America. A fresh start with a new agency. All I had to do was blend in and not draw any attention at my new school. Things don't go as planned and now I have to decided if love is more important that the job that I've been doing since I was 14. The job I love and never before doubted I would be doing for the rest of my life.
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