36Hey this is my first FanFic so I hope you like it!
A girl ends up in the Gallagher Academy, and no one knows who she is, or her name. There are lots of rumors about her, and even Cammie can't find out who she is (this is probably staged at some point in the first book, since Macey is there, but there's no Josh – yet.)
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I was talking to Macey in Swahili, eating a delicious Crème Brule for lunch as Liz went through her note cards, panicking again before CoveOps. Suddenly, the door opens and a girl walks in. I stopped mid-sentence. "Nini katika…?" Macey whispered and I silent-laughed for a minute at her exact translation of What in the…? That she also used a lot in English.
But Liz shook her head and shoulders, and answered, "Ja sam apsolutno nema pojma!" and Bex elbowed her, because Liz had switched to Croatian to tell us that she had absolutely no clue, either. I looked at this girl, who obviously came from somewhere else. She had long, thin legs (okay, I have to admit that strong limbs aren't exactly unpopular here, but still), and super-tanned skin (and not the kind that you get from spray-tan as Mick Morrison did to impress Mr. Solomon) and long, dark-blond curls and big, dark blue eyes. She was wearing our uniform, but I knew that she didn't belong here. I just knew. But she ignored everybody staring at her, and came and sat in the small space between Macey and me.
"Hey. Call me Mandy," was all that she said before she took some Crème Brule and dug in. I looked at Liz incredulously, and she stared back.
"Tko je ona I što ona radi ovdje Cammie?" Liz asked me, still too stunned to switch out of Croatian. And of course, again, she forgot that even though my mother might be the headmistress, and well, my mother, she's also a spy and she doesn't give me any information. I sighed, not answering to Liz's question. I didn't know anything about this girl, no matter how she tried to put things.
Macey answered instead of me, "Liz, quit Kikroeshia!" and I had to agree that Liz was a genius and that she should understand the difference between Swahili and Croatian, and stop the Croatian now that people had pointed it out to her. But Liz just shook her head and looked at Mandy – and that's all that we could call her because that's all we knew. And being spies, not to mention teenage girls, meant that we had to find out more about Mandy. And as I looked at her I knew that it would be hard, because if Mandy understood anything of what we just said – she was new after all, but what did we know? – the girl could keep a poker face. I frowned and looked at my mom, who just shrugged.
I looked at her again, and mouthed, "What the heck? Who is she and what it she doing here?" (Yes okay it was in English, but mouthing doesn't count. Especially now!) But she just shook her head. I rolled my eyes and turned to Mandy. "Hivyo, Mandy! Ninyi ni nani?" And yes, I assumed that she spoke Swahili to ask her who she was.
But to her next reaction, I could only come up with four options:
1) Mandy doesn't speak Swahili and is trying to cover it up by not talking
2) Mandy had something big and bad to hide, so she won't talk
3) Mandy speaks fluently in all languages and understood everything that we said about her – including what I mouthed to my mom?
4) She likes torturing us – classic spy
But as she shook her head and said, "No comment," in English I simply assumed that the first option was correct, and as I looked over to Bex, I knew that she agreed with me. I sighed and asked Liz about the COW homework that she said she had to finish after lunch. But as Liz was answering, I saw Mandy smiled slightly, and I wondered if we should exclude options 2-4. And just by instinct, I knew that we shouldn't.
Yeah I know, kind of short, but there's more coming soon, promise! Until then, REVIEW please! This is my first FanFic and I hope you all like it :)