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The Hexagon is a group of six spies, in case you haven't guessed. I mean, for one thing, what group has a headquarters that isn't spies? I mean, its not cool if there aren't spies.
And, well, you probably guessed the six thing Hexagon, you know, kinda gives away the number.
Anyway. We, however, are different.
We were born and raised each in different countries- well, except for Annabeth and I. Annabeth and I were raised in America, but I'm a california boy, and she's from Maine.
Todd was raised in Canada, and Jasmine was raised in China.
Mr. B. was born and raised in Greenland, while Ms. V. was born in Norway.
We were supposed to be separated, just in case while we were younger we made any contact. If any of the Gifted Ones make contact as children, a special bond forms between your powers.
Oh yeah- our powers.
I have mind reading and speed. I have always loved to run- it was unexplainable until Mr. Boyler met me to bring me to the Headquarters. Annabeth and I have no bond- that has been shown, yet. Which is strange, and disappointing on my part.
Come on. you haven't noticed yet? I steal her books, accuse her of rape, that crap. Are you really gonna make me SAY I like her?
Crap.
I walk through the blue stained glass doors that slide apart at the scan of my handprint. I don't go into the meeting room; I walk up the stairs, past Annabeth's purple hall, Todd's Gray one, Until reaching the pink floor.
This would be Angeline Valentine's hall. I walk through all the pink until I reach the most girlish door in the hall; her library.
Full of sappy romances and mother's sex stories, Ms. V. sits in the center of the room, where there is a table, and is sighing at Meg Cabot's Every Boy's Got One.
I begin to wonder. A Girlfriend? A mom? A.... never mind.
Ms. V. has the power of love and beauty. Mr. Boyler calls her Aphrodite, which she hates. I've always wondered why; I mean, as girly as she is, wouldn't her like, role model be Aphrodite, goddess or love and beauty?
"Have you thought about it?" I ask her without saying hi first. She doesn't jump, just sets her book down.
"Jesse... I cant make someone fall in love with you. What if she already is? You need to make sure she isn't."
"But what if I tell her and she says no?"
"Then you accept it. If you really love her, you'll accept it and let her go."
"I dont think I'll be able to."
"Well, dont dwell on the negative, then."
"Ms. V..."
"Jesse."
"Ugh! I don't even know why I told you."
"I understand what love feels like, Jesse. I'm pretty much your mother; I would have figured it out anyway."
True. Ms V. and Mr. B. kind of became our gaurdians after we became part of the Hexagon.
I sigh, and walk out of the room.
Annabeth suddenly comes bounding up the stairs and flies at me, flailing her arms and calling my name.
She runs right into me, and lands on top of me.
"RAPE!"
"Shut up, Jesse!"
I sit up and rub my head.
"Sorry," she says, "But we have an emergency."
I stand up, grab her hand, and pull her down the stairwell without thinking.
When there's an emergency, there's an emergency.
I forgot to tell you another reason we're different.
We are a group of six spies...
working against the government.
a/n: hooo. jesse likes annabeth, but does annabeth like jesse? lalalala i'm not telling. muhaha. so longer chapter than the last one... good. Um, dissclaimer: I do not own meg cabot or 'Every Boy's Got One" (haven't even read it, I'm too scared.) or anything besides the HQ, plot, or characters. Well except for angeline... i'm basing her on a person i know. the looks, not the power/love sex obsession. and the name. once again, this is FICTION. total fiction.
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