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Summary: So, I've been asked the question "what is Zanya doing in Bayville?" like four times now. I'm getting so bored with vague answers that I've decided to post a drabble fic based on entries in Zanya's private journal about that little mutant-hating town we know as Bayville, NY. Set concurrent to Learning to Breathe and starts at around chapter 45 of that story.

Because this is a drabble fic, chapters will be short. You're lucky today for getting two entries.

Diary of a Spy

1. First Days in Dullsville (1)

Day One:

I arrived in Bayville this morning. Turns out Creed wasn't kidding. The place is so incredibly boring. How do people live without explosions?

Everyone's content to live in their little cookie-cutter houses and go about their mundane lives never knowing what's outside their county. Such a shame I have to blend in around here. Shaking this town up would be a blast (literally).

My "parents" are some couple named Corporal Jennings and Private Marsh. From here on, we'll be known as the Martin household. Yeah, I know, the name sucks.

Tomorrow we go to the local high school to pick up my schedule and crap. More boring stuff. I wonder if I'll have to join the cheerleading squad? I shudder at the thought.

No mutants spotted yet. I'll keep a lookout for them tomorrow at school.

Hope tomorrow doesn't suck as much as today.

--Zanya

Day Two:

I started classes at Bayville High School today. The hype of "school spirit" is nauseating. So is the lack of modesty. Okay, I may be a bit sleazy, but I have the common sense not to show up to school in short-shorts and a top that looks like it should be a sports bra.

The principal scares me just a little. I don't know what it is, but something about Ms Darkholme (by the way, don't ever call her Mrs. She gets pissy.)puts me on edge. Like she's not who she pretends to be. Of course, even without that feeling, she's an intimidating woman. And tall. Close to six feet, I think.

It's like I traded in the tall scaly blue chick for the tall serious school principal.

That blows. Bigtime.

My God, the halls are crawling with mutants. Another home run for Creed. She had the number of mutants attending nailed perfectly. In fact, the girl who showed me around today is one of the Xavier kids. Some red-head named Jane.

Or maybe Joan?

No, wait. Jean. Yes! Her name is Jean.

Anyway, I have decided that, given the nature of my current disguise, that getting into her inner circle would be the best plan of action. After all, she is dating the all-star quarterback (who is a complete ass) and is on several important committees within the school structure. Yes. That will be my plan of action.

Will write more when something interesting happens.

--Zanya

1. For those who don't read the Vampire Kisses series of books, "Dullsville" is what Raven, the title character, calls her sleepy country-club town.