Madame D's Surprise.

A tea party.

Of course.

We split into two groups, half pretended to be servants half pretended to be gentry. And then we switched. Of course we all had cover stories.

I was a servant for the first round. Jess was gentry. Alex was "gentry" too.
I tried to tell D'aja to go around a serve Alex's side of the table, but she didn't see me and went around the other way.

Drat.

So I went around the table, pouring tea and smiling.
"More tea?" I asked Alex politely.
"Yes, please."
I leaned over him and started pouring.
"You're smiling." he said
"Yes."
"Do you like me again?"
"No. I'm acting." I said and turned to leave.
"That's not your fake smile."
I turned back. "Maybe that was my real smile. Maybe this is my fake smile. Maybe it was all an act. Maybe you don't know me as well as you think. I sure as hell don't know you as well as I thought."

And I left.

He kept trying to catch my eye, but I ignored him.

Round Two:
Alex made sure he was serving my side of the table. How un-clandestine. I thought. When he came around he whispered " Kat. Please, I...."
"Just pour the tea and get away from me." I growled.
"I ...." he started again.
I discretely spilled my tea cup. Golden brown liquid soaked into the white table cloth and spilled onto my school uniform. I whipped at it with a napkin.
"Oh! You clumsy fool!" I screeched at him. D'aja, who was playing hostess told Alex to leave. He shot me a look, trying to read my expression. I looked away, toward the boy on my left. In the reflection of my spoon, I could see Alex watching me  from his place along the wall.

I think I made my point

-K
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About Me! (January 2017)

So, last week I asked you for comments, and/or emails.
What do you want to know about me and my school?

Well, here goes;

Do You Play Any Musical Instruments? What About Your Roommates? 
Yes, actually. I play a viola, which is kind of like a violin, but a tiny bit bigger and with a bit deeper sound. (I also can play the violin). Lily doesn't play any instruments, though she is a huge fan of some random singer dude. Jess knows how to play the piano, but she doesn't play often, even though we have a piano here.


Favorite Movie? 
hmmmm. Man From UNCLE is one of my favorite SPY movies....I also like "old" movies (my grandma loves them) like Singing in the Rain, and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. Oh my gosh is that movie funny.

What Classes Are You Taking And What Is Your Least Favorite Subject? 

So many classes.
Here goes:
Languages: Spanish, Russian, Chinese, Polish, English, French, Portuguese, Japanese, Arabic, Farsi, Swahili, German, Latin, Hindi, and Korean,
Protection and Enforcement , Covert-Operations, Culture and Assimilation, Research and Development, Hacking and Cracking (Formal name: Computing) Driver's Ed, Countries of the World, History of Espionage, Advanced Chemistry, and Advanced Calculus. My least favorite classes? Advanced Calculus. Ugh. Math *Shudders*

What Is Your Fav. Class?!?!?!

Cov-ops. Duh. But I also like Culture and Assimilation, and P&E. I love anything spy related, and I love learning about new people. I also love learning how to kick their butts.

Pickles or Pineapples? 
Is that even a bloody question? Pickles. I LOVE pickles. And pineapples make my face raw (unless I grill them) Wait. Is there some secret meaning behind this?
What Is Your Favorite Food? 
Pizza. Root Beer. McDonald's French Fries and Ice Cream (Eat them together) and Steak. Also Strawberry shakes, Waffles,  and,.....who am I kidding.....I LOVE ALL DA FOOD!
If You Can't Be A Spy, What Would You Want To Be? 
A vet. I think I would specialize in felines :)

Do You Wanna Kiss Alec? 
I'm not even going to answer that

Is It Weird Having A Book Written About The School You Go To? 
No. It's awesome. The best part is it's true. The best part is reading fan fiction and being like "They would totally do that" or EEEEEWWW! They would NEVER!

Besides Pinterest and Google+, What Other Social Media Are You On? 
I have a polyvore account....does that count? I really don't get on social media a lot. Plus I hate Facebook...

(MY POLYVORE AND PINTEREST!!!)

When Is Your Birthday?
October 18

Have You Ever Had A Boyfriend Before?
Nope. Wait, what do you mean before?

What Do You Do In Your Free Time? 
Free Time? What is that? JK
I do lots of things. I read, dance, do yoga, box, throw knives and cry over my ships. My beloved ships that are being slowly peeled apart.

Can You Shoot A Gun (Pew-Pew) 
Ummmmm. Yes. And I am a bloody good shot, thank you very much.

Aren't Jess And David Cute? 
YESSSSS! Would it be ok to make up a ship name for your bestie?

Favorite Disney Movie?
Avengers. JK. Hey, Marvel owns Disney!


I really don't know....Frozen? Mulan?
I do like The Hunchback Of Notre Dame a lot....Mary Poppins? The New Cinderella movie?
So many choices....

Favorite Teacher? 
 Joe Solomon or Abby Townsend.






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Ok. That's it! If you have questions, let me know and maybe I'll make another one of these some day! (Maybe a once a month thing? Every other month?)

-K

I'm A Mess

I guess you really want to hear about how the day went. Well, even the girls who are a little boy crazy ....well, we're Gallagher Girls. We're kind of...competitive. 

I've never seen such intense P&E  workouts. 

Maybe some of these girl think they look cuter if they're kicking someones butt. 

Maybe they just don't want to be shown up by some boy

I trained the same as I always do. I worked hard, but only hard enough to learn the move. Then I trained hard later that afternoon, when everyone else was busy.

We may be supposed to work with these boys, but there is no reason to show them more then I have to. 

Never give out free information.

But at the same time, I didn't let anyone take me down. I worked as hard as I needed to. I haven't sparred with any boys today. And the Culture and Assimilation class wasn't on anything to embarrassing.  That was nice of Madame D. 

I'm kind of exhausted. I still miss my parents. I don't know when they're are coming back. I miss them. I thought it would be better with everyone there. 

It isn't. The sun was going down and everyone was inside by the fire studying or watching TV. I snuck out to the barn and began to box. I worked and worked until I got into a flow, tears flowing freely down my face. I only broke out of my trance when my knuckles began to bleed. I dropped and began to do push ups until my stomach felt sick. 

I sat for a minute, breathing heavily. I was planning to go run in the woods, along the path. The dark didn't bother me. I opened the door and saw the rain pouring down. 

"To run or not to run?" I asked, my voice cracking. "I can't come in soaking wet, but I feel like a could use a run in the rain." 

"You don't look like you need to go out in the rain." Alec drawled from his spot in the loft. He was sitting with his back against the wall. A book lay across his lap. 

At times today, I was glad I had gotten Alec. Or Alec had gotten me. Whatever. 

But right now I was spitting mad. This was MY TIME. I clearly wanted to be alone. Why can't he let me be? 

I could have said something witty. Or cutting. Or things that would have made Madame D  (and Liz and my Mom ) wash my mouth out with soap. But instead I fixed him with an evil glare. I stared at him. He looked down, calmly meeting my eyes. 

I turned on my heel and fled. I walked stiffly out the door, but as soon as I was out of sight and hearing I ran. I ran back to the house, snuck up the back stairs to my room and turned on the bath water. Only then, with the  bathroom door locked, did I stop and look in the mirror. 

Mascara ran down my tear lined face, and my  knuckles knuckles bleeding over my clenched hands. 

I'm a mess.


I felt a little better once I had taken a hot bath. But I wasn't at peace with myself when I fell asleep that night.