Spies have secrets too. //Wattys 2016

Chapter 18

Kayla's P.O.V.

I walked away from him, swaying my hips for a little more effect.

I began to crawl down from the roof.

"Coming pretty boy?" I teased.

He rolled his eyes.

"Where are we going" he chuckled, walking over.

"To make sure my friends don't murder yours," I replied.

I rushed down the side of the wall.

"Ha, I'd like to see them try," he scoffed, following after me.

I swung in the window.

"Hatred is a good motivator," I shrugged as I landed in the building.

He followed me in.

"When exactly did you stop listening in on our conversation?" He asked me, landing much less gracefully than I.

"Ummm, enough to make us want to cause you serious bodily harm," I smiled innocently.

"Yeah, we should probably help them," he agreed.

"Where are they anyway?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Well they obviously aren't with the girls, but they didn't come back to your room," I pointed out.

"Oh they're in the extras," he shrugged.

"'Extras'?" I asked.

"The old abandoned rooms. We found them and turned 'em into our hq," he explained.

"Oh yeah, I avoid those hallways," I replied vaugly.

"I would ask why, but I know you don't wanna tell me," he grumbled.

"You'd find out soon enough anyway," I smiled weakly, "it's where Annie and I were attacked,"

"Oh I'm sorry, look you don't have to come with me," he informed me.

"Nah, I'm good let's go," I smiled.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm sure," I nodded.

"What's the plan exactly?" He verified.

"Well, I think it's to get your guys and bring em to my room," I shrugged.

"And if your friends try to kill them?" He chuckled.

"Casualties of war?" I tried innocently.

"Mhm," he nodded, slinging his arms loosely over me.

I crossed my arms over my chest, and we continued down the abandoned halls.

We began to walk in front of the 100s, the last rooms in the building.

The school had about 200 students, 9th to 12th grade.

The only rooms in use now went to 60.

67,68,69,71, and 72.

I stiffened in front of 72.

"This is the room isn't it?" He asked gingerly.

I nodded absentmindedly.

Flashes of that day replayed in my mind, Annie's screams ringing in my ears.

I cringed at the thought.

"Can you handle going in?" I asked.

"What, why?"I asked worriedly, taking a step back.

"This is our room," he muttered.