Best Guess Chapter 2

Best Guess Chapter 2

Posted on: Oct 28, 2019
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Hello, Goslings!

I wanted to write this and I gave you HI yesterday..

who needs schedules?

XD

Check comments and please don't comment until I say ''Pixiestory''
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Best Guess Chapter 2

Posted on: Oct 28, 2019
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Hello, Goslings!

I wanted to write this and I gave you HI yesterday..

who needs schedules?

XD

Check comments and please don't comment until I say ''Pixiestory''
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Pixiegoose12
Ben is such a sweetie XDDD

he and FS-

oh, that's gonna be amazing to write XD
XDDD
IvyDragonRider
MY. HEART. WHYYYYY T0T
Ben is such a sweetie XDDD

he and FS-

oh, that's gonna be amazing to write XD
Pixiegoose12
PIXIESTORY!

AHAHA!

XD
MY. HEART. WHYYYYY T0T
PIXIESTORY!

AHAHA!

XD
Pixiegoose12
That's not comforting.

''Remind me how many times SPYDER's breached the school?''

''Classified.'' but he smiles slightly. ''It's fine, Ember. Just...don't do anything stupid.''

''And now you sound like Mom.'' I point out. To my surprise, my dad smiles again.

''She would be so proud of you, you know.''

''...really?''

''Yeah. You're impressive.''
''Just...'' my dad smiles again. ''Be brave, be smart, and get a little crazy.''

''Those are good parting words.'' I reply, grinning and looking out the window. We've arrived at the gate of a gothic-looking school with towers jutting above the wall. It's incredible.

''That's because they are.''
Pixiegoose12
''Alright.'' I sink against the back of my seat, observing my dad. He's trying to act calm and emotionless, as though the idea of sending the only family he has left to a dangerous school hundreds of miles from home doesn't phase him, but I can see the shaking hands and teary eyes.

He's scared for me.

And that's more frightening than any of this.

You see, my dad worries for me, but he also lets me get into trouble occasionally. The fact that he's worried this is more than I can handle?
That's not comforting.

''Remind me how many times SPYDER's breached the school?''

''Classified.'' but he smiles slightly. ''It's fine, Ember. Just...don't do anything stupid.''

''And now you sound like Mom.'' I point out. To my surprise, my dad smiles again.

''She would be so proud of you, you know.''

''...really?''

''Yeah. You're impressive.''
Pixiegoose12
photographic evidence that I keep on my nightstand. It's a picture of little three-year-old me standing on the porch, aiming a grappling hook off of the balcony. My mother is next to me, smiling slightly as she helps me to get the positioning right. I have it in my suitcase right now, a trace of home for my dorm.

''Dad, how much longer?'' I finally ask, impatience taking over.

''Five minutes, tops.'' he shrugs again, stopping at a red light.
''Alright.'' I sink against the back of my seat, observing my dad. He's trying to act calm and emotionless, as though the idea of sending the only family he has left to a dangerous school hundreds of miles from home doesn't phase him, but I can see the shaking hands and teary eyes.

He's scared for me.

And that's more frightening than any of this.

You see, my dad worries for me, but he also lets me get into trouble occasionally. The fact that he's worried this is more than I can handle?
Pixiegoose12
''Really?'' my jaw drops at this. To think that Mike /wasn't/ a spy is insane. He's one of the best known at the agency right now, and I've met Jaimee, his daughter, several times.

''Really. Mentioning him actually made your mom laugh.''

''Wait, Mom is capable of laughing?'' I feign a massive amount of shock, which draws a laugh from my dad. It fills the space, comforting and solid. From what I can remember of my mom, she was fairly serious, and I would doubt she ever smiled if it weren't for
photographic evidence that I keep on my nightstand. It's a picture of little three-year-old me standing on the porch, aiming a grappling hook off of the balcony. My mother is next to me, smiling slightly as she helps me to get the positioning right. I have it in my suitcase right now, a trace of home for my dorm.

''Dad, how much longer?'' I finally ask, impatience taking over.

''Five minutes, tops.'' he shrugs again, stopping at a red light.
Pixiegoose12
''Seriously, dad, tell me.''

''It's classified, honey. And trust me, you don't wanna know. We can just hope that they're a little bit better now.''

''Classified?'' I snap, unable to contain it. ''My new living quarters are classified?''

''Everything's classified.'' he sighs. ''You know, your mom's grandpa considered killing a friend of mine once he learned the truth about the school.''

''What friend?'' I ask, curiosity peaked.

''Mike.'' my dad shrugs.
''Really?'' my jaw drops at this. To think that Mike /wasn't/ a spy is insane. He's one of the best known at the agency right now, and I've met Jaimee, his daughter, several times.

''Really. Mentioning him actually made your mom laugh.''

''Wait, Mom is capable of laughing?'' I feign a massive amount of shock, which draws a laugh from my dad. It fills the space, comforting and solid. From what I can remember of my mom, she was fairly serious, and I would doubt she ever smiled if it weren't for
Pixiegoose12
My dad snorts and doesn't answer, changing lanes and driving perfectly within the speed limit. He's calculating speed, I know. Trying to find the quickest way to the school. Unlike me, my dad loves math and is incredible at it. It's befuddling to anyone who isn't like him.

My sister was like him.

The thought of Carina renews my determination to do well at the school. SPYDER took her from me. I want to thwart SPYDER in revenge.

Revenge is plenty heroic, right?
''Seriously, dad, tell me.''

''It's classified, honey. And trust me, you don't wanna know. We can just hope that they're a little bit better now.''

''Classified?'' I snap, unable to contain it. ''My new living quarters are classified?''

''Everything's classified.'' he sighs. ''You know, your mom's grandpa considered killing a friend of mine once he learned the truth about the school.''

''What friend?'' I ask, curiosity peaked.

''Mike.'' my dad shrugs.