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Okay, so this is my very first FanFic. Enjoy =)

One word: identities. They're a spy's most powerful allies. They help you no matter what. They give you the advantage, help you hide, and, if you're like me, they can help you escape from the real world for a while. I guess that's why I love being a pavement artist. I can escape everything. Oh, did I mention that I go to the Gallagher Acadamey for Exeptional Young Women. Not many people know exactly how exeptional we are. Because our school isn't an ordinary school. Our school is a school for spies. So that's basically what I am, a spy-in-training. It has been seven months since I ran away form school. I was going to go back, but I got "delayed". So basically, the Circle of Cavan, an inllegal international terrorist group was after me found me and some of their men caught up with me. I made it out alive, but I was too hurt to go anywhere. A black eye, bruises everywhere, and a long gash in my right arm where one of the men cut me made it almost impossible to travel un-noiticed. But no one knew that. Well, other than Zach. So you see, Zach was kinda my boyfriend, but at the same time, I am not sure if I can trust him. And well, that's because his mom is kinda the head of the COC and has tried multiple times to kill me. So ya, it's a bummer.

The thing is, last year, I had like a hundred guards not to mention my mom, Joe Solomon our hot CovOps teacher, all of Gallagher Acadamey's teachers and students, and Macey, Liz, Bex, (my roommates and best friends) and Zach looking out for me. I ran away from all of them and I bet they're still searching for me. So whenever the COC find me, Zach shows up a day or two later. I've seen him scanning crowds and such but luckily he hasn't seen me...yet. So whenever I meet any of them, I change my name, location, the whole thing. A few months ago, a lot of men cornered me and I just barely made it out alive. I was relieved when I heard Zach hadn't found me. But despite what I told myself, I wanted to him to find me, and hold me and tell me everything would be all right and flash his infamous smirk and call me "Gallagher Girl".

I ducked around the corner of the street I was walking along. I hadn't seen any tails on me for a week and it worried me. Either I was loosing my touch, which is NEVER good for a spy, EVER, because that leads to mistakes which leads to missing agents and crying loved ones who think you're dead, or the COC had gotten better. And it scared me. A lot. Because these were not the kind of bad guys you see in movies. The ones who make stupid mistakes and never hurt children. Because they are real monsters. And have NO sympathy at all. If getting what they want means killing 366 unknowing civilians, then they'll do it and never lose a night's sleep. The only other explanation I could come up with is that the COC were planning something. Something BIG. And they couldn't afford to lose men and need all the extra hands they could get. So you see my worry.

I scrambled into a cofee shop and into the bathroom. When I left, I had amber eyes, silky brown hair, and I wore glasses. I changed my outfit, my passports, driver's license, everything was hidden in the pocket of my jeans and I stepped out into the cool December air. I noticed the white van long before the driver saw me. I knew I only had one chance of escaping them. I spun around and ran with all my might. I pushed and shoved (I mean, it's not like I wanted to!) people out of my way. I ran but I knew there was no hope. There was NO WAY these guys would stop is there? I ran into a dark alleyway. There were seven ways to escape. I was just about to jump and grab onto the end of a fire escape ladder, when I heard a voice behind me.

", where do you think you're going?"

I froze. I turned around slowly and below and behold, there stood

"You're awake!" I whispered. had been in an explosion and for months was in a deep coma. I didn't know he woke up.

He only smiled and said, "Yes Cammie, I am awake, but that's not what I came here for. Why did you run away?"

"If I stay near people, I love, they tend to get hurt." I replied.

"Has it ever occurred to you that If the Circle knows where you are, then they will hurt those you love to try and get to you?"

"So, I have to make sure NO ONE knows where I am" I was feeling confused.

Joe nodded. "I know this will be hard for you Cammie, but get lost. Change your identity hide. And don't look back, because that's how spies get hurt. You will know when the time is right to come back. But for now, hide."

I closed my eyes as his words washed over me. And deep inside, I knew his was right. But it hurt. When I looked back, was gone. Vanished.

"Just like me." I whispered.

I know, it's bad, but if you think I should continue, please rate and comment. And I will take any suggestions. Like, is this too long? Should I make the chapters shorter? Please, nothing too rude. Thanx!

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