spy my heart
chapter 2: part
2
Jasey and Belle let me
sleep in the next day. I woke up at around ten thirty. Jasey and
Belle were already up and out to who-knows-where. I got up and
showered. I then slipped in a pair of baby pink Soffes and an
Aeropostale T-shirt. I curled up in front of the TV and put
in Die Another Day. We hadn't finished watching
it yesterday. It had just gotten to my favorite part, when the
ice hotel is melting, when my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey, it's me."
"Luke? How did you get my number?"
"Jasey gave it to me," he answered. "She wanted me
to check and see if you were up."
"Well I'm up. I'm also watching Die Another
Day and it just got to my favorite part."
"Oh, you're a James Bond fan? Cool."
"Yes and we get very aggressive when we don't get to
watch our favorite scenes, so unless you want to
die…"
"Alright, alright. I'll talk to you later. Bye." He
laughed as he hung up the phone.
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On Friday, Jasey, Belle, and I got permission to leave the school
grounds and we went to the city. We were going shopping for the
dance tomorrow. At ACE, the back to school dance was almost as
big as prom. Almost. The main differences were that at prom
we wore full length dresses while tomorrow we would all wear mini
dresses. Also, everyone could go the back to school dance while
only juniors and seniors were allowed at prom.
I picked out a strapless pale blue dress. The material was
sparkly and clung to my body. It has ruching on the sides
and a V-dip in the chest lined with rhinestones lining it.
Jasey and Belle got the same dress, but Jasey's was red and
Belle's was silver. It was strapless and satin, with a big
bow on the hip. It looked amazing on both of them. They had no
problem wearing the same dress. They had almost a twin sisterly
bond that way.
We put our bags in the car and went over to the Reflective Pool
in front of the Lincoln Memorial. We bought some ice cream and
just relaxed.
"So I hear you going to the dance with Luke," Jasey
piped up.
"Only as friends," I said. "He doesn't really
know anyone yet, let alone girls. He only knows us and you two
aren't exactly available."
"And…he likes you!" Belle shouted.
"Why would he like me?" I asked.
"Why wouldn't he?" they said in unison. They did
that a lot.
I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to the Spy Museum. You guys
coming?"
The Spy Museum was one of my favorite places to go in D.C. I had
a thing for spy stuff. All that sneaking around and gaining
information unseen, it fascinated me. I loved all the cool
gadgets they use and the disguises and cover stories. It seemed
so unreal to me, like the stuff of movies or TV. But it was real.
I could be surrounded by spies and not know it.
That was my favorite part. Not knowing who was really who they
said they were or who was in disguise. It was kind of a game for
me. Sometimes I would see someone and just create this whole
story in my head where they were a spy and they went on this
amazing adventure. It was usually hot guys, because what teenage
girl wouldn't like to be the focus of a crime and be saved by
a dashing spy.
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