Chapter 1

For the third time this week, I was surrounded by people that wanted me dead. I smiled, giving my opinion on the subject. They thought they scared me. I scoffed at the ignorance. Even after multiple attempts, they never learned. I may be sixteen, I may be a girl, but no one has beaten me yet, and they have had many chances.

It has become a bad habit. Underestimating me.

I quickly glanced at each face. They had only sent five. Well, at least they were kind of learning. The first time they only sent one, the second time three, and now five. I had never seen any of the faces before. No wonder they weren't scared, they had no idea who I was. After all, there was a reason I was topp junior CIA agent, followed closely by what most people would cal "my crew", or my three best friends.

For those who don't know me, I'm Cameron Morgan, a.k.a. the Chameleon. My mom is the headmistress of Gallagher, and all girls spy school. My dad is headmaster of Blackthorne, an all boys spy school. My Godfather, Joe Soloman, teaches Covert Operations at both schools with the help of my Aunt Abby. My best friends are Bex Baxter, a.k.a. Duchess, Liz Sutton, a.k.a. Bookworm, and Macey McHenry, a.k.a. Peacock. All four of us are home-schooled by my mom and dad, Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, Joe, and Abby. We don't go to Gallagher because we started training so early, and have already surpassed the curriculum.

I had just been out for a jog when I was surrounded. I was almost home when they found me. I looked the biggest brute in the eyes and took a step forward.

"Come at me then, what are you waiting for?" I smiled, that was all it took. he first man rushed towards me at the same time as the person behind me. I flipped over the first mans head and in a classic spy movie move, the men bonked heads. While they were still confused, I pinched the pressure point in both of their necks, rendering them unconscious. I laughed as the third and fourth men used the exact same move. I responded the same way, causing the pile of men to grow from two to four. I wondered if this was rookie hour or fifth man came at me quickly, blocking my punch, but taking my roundhouse kick to the side of the head, and crumpling into the pile.

"Three to zero, Cammie. Thanks for the workout!" I jogged calmly towards the house and knocked on the door four times, signaling everyone that it was me. Three minutes later, a bored Bex answered the door. She ushered me inside before turning on all three locks and the Liz high-tech security system.

"Thank goodness you're here. Liz won't stop blabbering to Joe about how easy it was to break the CIA's firewall."

"Joe's here!" I almost screamed, not hiding my excitement. I ran into the living room and launched myself into Joe's arms.

"Hi Cammie." He said calmly. "Sit down, will you?" Macey patted the couch next to her while Bex plopped down next to Liz.

"What's up Joe?" I asked, suddenly suspicious of why he was here when he should be teaching class.

"I have a mission for you guys."