The Spy Who Hates Me

The Spy Who Hates Me

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"A knife? Don't flirt with me during a mission babe, its unprofessional" Four kids who have lived seemingly normal lives all get into the same unsuspecting car crash. And end up in some dystopian white room where their biggest issue is trying to escape. But that all changed when they see what's on the other side of the door. A world they didn't know existed. Are they ready to put their lives on hold to save the world? Can they learn to lean into skills they didn't even know they had? Most importantly can they get over the quickly developed hatred they all have for each other?
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*Insert dramatic music* Two best friends, normal, right? Well, not in this case. Love wasn't a thing in either of their lives. But when each other entered, it...was awkward..? A not so innocent blonde and a very outgoing, annoying brunette. Stuck between, just friends, or each other's love interests. What will they do? Will boys get in the way, or were they always meant for each other... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Avery and I were walking the field, talking to each other, or should I say just her talking and me listening. We walk past this tree, and then she stops. "Wait! Can we sit under this tree? It's kinda hot, and also, I'm getting lazy." I smile at her. "Of course!" I say, going under the tree and sitting down. She walks over as well, I pull my hand out to help her, she takes it and sits next to me. "Wow, such a gentleman," she mocks. I laugh at her joke. I love that she makes me smile.

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