1x1 with Myst and Maggy

(i am terribly sorry)

"Yes. I have a mission for you. You are one of the youngest spies here, so that's why we picked you. Otherwise Benedict would-"Howard couldn't continue."Anyways, the mission is fairly easy. Ypu go to a school in America under a fake name and you see if there's anything suspicious there."

Amelia-May
I nod "Seems simple enough" I nod, ignoring the fact he mentioned Benedict's name. "When will I go?" I asked.

"As soon as the cab goes to pick you up."Howard answered.

Amelia-May
I nodded "Okay, see you later" I say, standing up.

(Skip?)

(yup)

Amelia-May
I arrive at the school I was assigned to. I was under the name of Grace Holmes. I stared around the school, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

A girl immidiately noticed the new girl"Hey there? You're new, right?"Her southern drawl stood out in the hallway.

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"Yes, I am I'm Am- Grace. I am Grace Holmes" I say, quickly stopping myself from saying my real name. I smile at her and hold out my hand for her to shake.

"Sophie. Good that you're here. I need a female to talk to about someone!"She said enthusiasticly shaking her hand.

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I smile at the girl "Who, if I may ask?" I ask, curiously.
(Shit post is shitty xD)

"Our new English teacher!! He's also PE teacher's assistant, and is also extremely hot. Like, you touch, you burn hot."Sophie said.

Amelia-May
"Ooh, I look forward to meeting him." I say, pretending to be excited, since Benedict died I paid no attention to a guy's 'hotness'.

"Gabriel Watson. The name purs itself,"Sophie said longingly.

(holmes watson
Had to)

(Damn it Maggy xDD Im gonna cry. It fits so well.)

Amelia-May
I nodded "It does" I say, grinning broadly. "When do we have English?" I asked, trying to sound interested.

"Like now,"Sophie grinned."C'mon!"

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I followed behind Sophie, gazing around the school. It looked pretty average. The basic things like lockers where around. It looked slightly different from the British school I went to, but it still smells the same.

Sophie sat in the front row pulling Amelia to sit next to her. After a while,'Gabriel' came in.
Though his hair was lighter,he had a tan, and eyes brown, goddamn you contacts, it was Benedict."Hello class. Open your notebooks, today we're doing a poem called Castle."He said in a brilliantly faked American accent not looking at anyone yet.

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I watched as the teacher walked into the room. I felt the breath leave my body, and almost fell off my chair. It can't be. He can't be. Can he?

"Open the page three houndred-"Benedict staryed but noticed someone next to Sophie. Since she was a loner, he decided it was the new student."It seems like we have a new student. Care to introduce yourself?"

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I stay silent for a moment, staring at Mr 'Watson'. I realise he asked me a question, which takes another second to process. "Oh. Yeah. I am Grace Holmes" I stutter, still staring at Watson.

(brb dinner)

Benedict looked up surprisingly fast, which caused long-forgotten pain in his neck to reappear. It was her voice. A voice which added sarcastic comments to his every single sentence, the voice which haunted him for a year. At that moment he couldn't organize his thoughts well enough to say something understandable, just:"Holmes. Convenient."He said, breathless. His eyes have gotten so wide they were easily seen behind the contacts.

I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to calm my thoughts down. It still can't be Benedict. Maybe Watson looks similar, apparently seven people look almost exactly like you. I leaned back in my chair, trying to look chilled out, but my mind was racing.

"Miss Holmes, meet me in my office after your classes. I have to give you your books."Benedict said while Sophie squealed in enjoyment next to her."He totally checked you out. I'm 100% positive,"she whispered to 'Grace'.

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I nodded "Okay" I said, before glancing at the squealing Sophie. "No, he wasn't he just said; he is going to give me my books" I say, moving my gaze away from her.

"Mmmhmm, and I'm inexperienced and unaware of things going on around. You two are mentally ripping each other's clothes right now."Sophie said purring happily. She was a person who doesn't care who kicks it with who, as long as it's kickin'.