• Chap. 1

    Teenagers. You probably think it doesn’t get any worse. Well try being one. Actually try being me. My life is far worse than any normal or abnormal teenagers, so to tell you just how good your teen years are; let me tell you about the most dreaded 4 years of my life. High school.
    * * *
    “Hey, oh my gosh its been since like 8th grade since I’ve seen you girl.” Isabelle, I will never understand why she talks to everyone like there her friends, I don’t even know her that well.
    “ERICA,” and the next thing I know I’m in a tight bear hug. Rose is my best friend, I actually saw her every day during summer break; but its felt like forever. We walked to all our classes together because we pretty much had them all together.
    Sadly, Rose and I aren’t just best friends, we’re spies. In July we fled our spy school, the academy of highly intelligent young women, because, 1) we already passed 11th grade there and 2) we’ve never seen the world outside. It’s not like our schools gated or anything, but there’s spy cameras everywhere. Once you’re in the academy you’re not out till you pass the final grade; at our school there are actually 19 grades. That’s why Rose and I are now at Palatal High School.
    We fit in perfectly there. Everyone is so different, but you can see the cliques very obviously. Rose and I look a lot alike so it’s not that hard to find each other. Rose is tall, lean and pure blond. She’s not anorexic, but at first glance that’s what you probably think she is. She’s extremely smart and very good at thinking up a last minute plan. Although, she’s all those things, we both know I’m better.
    I grew up in Las Angeles, and that there makes me super tan. I used to play a ton of sports, so I am as athletic as I am smart, though no one knows that. I’m just as lean as Rose but she’s taller, and a downside about being me is well Rose has the body of a supermodel and I am so close to that body but quite. My taness makes up for it.
    For those reasons, it probably explains why we instantly made the cheer team with no auditions.
    “Hey, you guys,” said an eagerly girl that looked like a superstar and supermodel mixed in one.
    “Us?” Rose and I said at the exact same time, we were on our way to science.
    “Yes, you girls. How would you like to be on the cheer team?” Rose and I looked at each other, and a grim smile grew on Rose’s face. She mouthed the words; it would be a perfect cover. Although she was right, because who would expect a cheer leader to be a spy, I kept thinking I’m not as outgoing as her. Before I could say or mouth anything Rose loudly announced, “Absolutely!!”
    “Fabu, by the way my names Isabelle, I am the cheer captain and I heard we got some new students and I told the principal I would come and meet them. If you need any help just ask me. Also come to practice today after school at 3:00 and I’ll get your uniforms and everything else you will need.”
    “Thank you.” Isabelle seemed like such a nice and thoughtful person, maybe high school won’t be as bad as we thought; but of course we were wrong.