Writing On My Blog About My Blog

So, my blog has turned into interactions between Alec and Me. Which may be kind of annoying to some of you (somehow I don't think so though), but that is basically all that is going on in my life. 

I suppose I can talk about how much I miss my family...

The new book I'm reading, except it's classified....

So anyway, I've been talking about the girl part of my life, I can't talk too much about the spy part of my life, so maybe I'll say something about my blog. 

Who knows about my blog?

Well. All of you. You mean at my school? Just me and Headmistress Morgan. I haven't told any of my friends or anything, but I am intending to tell them about it at the end of the school year. They'll most likely all want to guest blog, so be ready.

How can you even be writing about this? 

Well, one of our alumni, Amirah, had to leave our school eight years ago do to the fact that she was being hunted by the circle.  She changed her name and wrote a "fiction" series about a snobby boarding school that actually trained spies. Yep. That's right. Amirah and Liz went through Cammie's cov-ops reports and diaries (with her permission....I hope), wrote a book and published it for all the world to see. 

So, You've read the books? 

Yes. Duh. I have also read her Heist Society series, and am interested in her Embassy Row series. I don't think they are based off real people. At least I have never heard of Kat (Why does she have my name? There can't be that many Kats!) 

Am I super excited about have 1000+ page views?

Ummmm. Duh. 

Just Kidding. You, my beloved followers, are such bloody awesome people! Thank you for reading my stuff!  

Any questions for your followers? 

Yes! As you know, all bloggers LOVE comments and receiving emails from their readers. So I'd love if you would comment and tell me what you want to hear about.'

Gallagher Alumni from Amirah's series? 

Classes? What are we learning? 

Also, I am planning on posting about me. So if you have any questions (Favorite movie. color, class, book, etc)  let me know!   Comment or Email me! 

What is my email?Well, you can find it on my google+page (which can be found here) or Katthegallaghergirl@gmail.com   

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UPDATE! Please note that I will be posting my answers to your questions sometime next week. So you have to email me or comment BEFORE then.
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Cheers mates 

-KAT 

Bloody Hell. He notices things.

Bloody hell.

I was filling my mug again after the Movie Marathon and I noticed it was my

"Good Morning. I see the assassins have failed" Coffee Mug!






Either Alec was bloody lucky and grabbed my favorite coffee mug by luck or....

He's been watching me

A LOT

Not just creepy watching. But genuinely noticing what's going on with me (scary)



In two days he already notices my favorite coffee mug etc.

The girl part of my is blushing.

The spy part of my is impressed

The girl spy though is wondering:

WHY is he watching ME? I'm not saying "I don't have a chance" or anything, just why me?
None of the other boys are picking up on these things.

Also, is it just me? Or does he notice these things about everybody? Is it because he had to carry my mug for me the other day? (I'm still not over that by the way)

Even David, who knew Jess when she was little, doesn't know these sort of things about her.

What the bloody hell?

-K

I'm fine

I wore long sleeve that covered my hand this morning to hide my raw knuckles. 

Luckily, my friends are a little...distracted...by the boys. 

The only one who noticed was Alec. Bloody Alec. 

Why is he always around embarrassing me. I hate it when people see me when I'm low. When I'm sad, crying, sick etc. 

I. bloody. hate. it.

Anyway, I walked down with my friends, and got in line for waffles. I love waffles. 

I was fine carrying my plate of waffles, but as I was walking over to the tables, I shifted the hand I was holding my coffee mug in. 

The hot mug touched my hand and I gasped. 

And released the mug.

Then Alec caught it. 

I kept my eyes down as I muttered "Thank you". I don't know what would have been worse,  Alec having to catch my mug, or it shattering onto the ground and making everyone look. Maybe then they would have noticed what a mess I am right now. I took a deep breathe and looked up. 

I forced a perfect smile. "Thank You" I said, a little louder this time and reached out my hand for the mug. Which of course showed my hand. Dang it. 

He gave me a look with his sad deep brown eyes, but he said in a normal voice "No. That's fine. I'll get it." 

I saw Jess and Lily sitting with David and Pitt. I don't mean just at the same table. 

I mean the two boys and the girls were sitting in the four person spot that the three of us normally sat at. 

What? Seriously? It's been one day!

I must have snorted or something. 

You Ok? Alec asked

I flashed him a smile that could fool Natasha Romanoff. 

"What? No I'm fine" 

"Kat..." He said

"I'm fine!" I growled through my now not so realistic smile

I walked straight and true to the table and slid into a seat.

"Hey guys! What are you up to?" I asked in a peppy voice, ignoring Alec as he slid into the seat beside  me.

Then I listened to their happy babble and tuned out a little, smiling and eating my waffles. 

But the strawberries didn't taste as good today and my coffee tasted bitter. 

P&E Wasn't much better

I sparred with Alec today. We practiced our moves, which were pretty simple today. Luckily, I normally fight with my legs. 

"Kat" Alec said, as he dodged a blow "you can hold back if you want. It's ok if your..." 

He was distracted while he talked and I switched from leg sweeps and high kicks to a good punch in the face. Then I drove him back with a flurry of blows. I tripped him as he walked backwards. 

I leaned over him as he lay on his back  and said "I am a Gallagher Girl. I. Do. Not. Back. OFF"

I held out my hand and smiled my fake smile that everyone but he and I thought was real. 

"Go again?" I said

"Yeah" He nodded and stood up. We started sparring again and he got in a surprise blow. It was actually a pretty cools move. He swept my legs out form under me, pinned my arm behind my back and knelt at the same time, forcing me to one knee on the ground, my arm twisted behind me. I knew how to get out of this position, but I was seething that he had gotten me into it. 

He smirked at me and said "You could try" and before I could twist out of my position, he let he go.

Sadly, then the P&E lesson was over  before I got a chance to kick him again. 

"I'm fine!" I hissed as I gathered by gym bag from it's spot by the wall. 

"It's just a bloody knuckle. You don't have to be so bloody concerned!" 

And I turned and stared at him. He just looked back with those concerned brown eyes. I felt myself loosing this starring contest, so I rolled my eye, pretending to be annoyed, and  ran to catch up with my friends. 

-K