Alex Rider woke up to sound of his phone and groaned, the Royal General bank was calling!

Most people are annoyed by banks calling, but Alex was especially annoyed. When ever Royal General called Alex, it usually meant another mission to be black balled into.

Royal General was in fact not a bank, but the headquarters of MI6. Alex was the youngest ever spy, a few months ago, Alex had been recruited by the British government to replace his late uncle Ian.

The bank called again, and Alex answered it. There was an even almost expressionless female voice on the other end. Mrs. Jones spoke into the phone, "Alex could you come in?"

Alex didn't want to, but you can't say no to these people. "Sure." he replied in a deadpan.

Mrs. Jones thanked him and he went down stairs to tell Jack where he was going.

Jack was the Rider's house keeper and now the legal guardian of Alex. Jack knew about Alex's line of work, and was not at all happy when Alex told him he had an assignment.

"Can't these people use one of there own instead of a fourteen year old!" she cried exasperatedly.

Alex just sighed, "My thoughts exactly."

"Fine," Jack relented, "but I'll kill you if you die."

Alex laughed and walked out the door. When he arrived at the royal general bank, he locked up his bike and walked inside.

Mrs. Jones was waiting for him, "Follow me." she said curtly.

Alex walked to the elevator, seething on the inside. How could they bring him in? He already had gone on enough missions to last him a lifetime or three.

When they arrived at Blunt's office, Alan was waiting. "Alex!" he said with fake warmth.

Alex cut him off, "I'm not going on another mission."

"Well," Blunt said, "this isn't really a mission."

"Let me guess." sneered Alex, really not wanting to be there. "Another time where I'll be perfectly safe?"

"Now Alex," said Mrs. jones warningly.

"Alex," commanded Blunt, "do not try my patience." Alex leaned back. "You honestly will not be on any danger of dying, because you are not going up against an enemy this time."

Alex looked surprised, "Really?"

"Yes." Blunt said bluntly. "The CIA has requested your help in a training exercise." Alex raised his eyebrows. "The CIA has taken to training spies from a young age, but they won't go into the field until they're of age. I want you to sneak in and test there detection and interrogation skills."

"Okay." Alex agreed confusedly, "Tell me about this school."

"The school is an all girls academy. It's called Gallagher.