Survive

Dear Diary,

Ew, I hate writing in a diary. Miss. Kaylee says that we have to. We have to turn it in at the end of the trip. I’m going to write a sweet one later, this one is the real deal.

I don’t have much more info than when I started this mission six months ago.

Oh, I forgot. You have no idea what I’m talking about. I was sent on a mission. I need to figure out what is going on with this school. Mainly I’m watching Miss. Kaylee. She seems suspicious. Maybe it’s just because she’s too nice. I mean, how can anyone be that nice? It’s not natural.

So far I know that Miss. Kaylee has a secret boyfriend or husband or friends-with-benefits in some other country. She sends a letter once a week to him and she receives on the next day. I have only been able to glance at a few of them. They mostly talk about nasty stuff that I don’t think they should be talking about, they are in their late forties. No one should talk like that after their teen years.

I did get something. They are going to make some trade, an expensive trade. It sounds like it will be within the month. Maybe the person is in America and that’s one of the reasons we are going, to cover it up.

I think father will be disappointed when I send him a postcard from America. We all get to send one a day. My father and I have a code, which I am not writing down so that someone can steal later, so we will be able to communicate.

After all the training he has done with me over the past thirteen years, I have come up with barely anything. I have been preparing for this all of my life. My dad is a spy for the CIA. For the last year I have been too.

No one knows this. They all think that my dad is a lawyer in Ireland. They think that I got the scholarship because I am smart. Well I’m sure that helped but it was because the CIA needed me undercover.

I befriended Izzy. She was the first girl, my age, that I have really ever spoken to. I tried to get her to spill some details about this school but it seems like a normal school, I mean besides the creepy teacher.

I will have to keep an eye on Miss. Kaylee throughout the trip. I don’t know what the trade will be but I know it’s a lot of money because they talk about getting money from the bank in like every letter. I will have to update my father and tell him this info.

I just remembered that I hid some knives in my bag. I can’t let anyone open my bag. Don’t ask me how I got in on here. It took a lot of talking to people and covering up tracks. I also had to disguise them as tampons so that they weren’t out there for everyone to see. I’m pretty sneaky.
I am sitting in the front of the plane by Izzy. We are both writing in our journals, I have to make sure she doesn’t see any of this. Otherwise my cover will be blown.

It looks like she’s finishing up so I should end this too.

I don’t know if I trust this plane. This is only the second time I’ve ever been on one. Dad says they aren’t safe, boats are safer. I don’t understand his logic but I have to listen to him.

I think the plane is shuttering, maybe turbulence? I’m going to try to fall asleep so that I don’t freak out more.

Talk to ya later,

Sky

(Oh my God, I just realized I spent the whole time talking to a diary like it was an actual person. I might need to get checked out after this trip.)

Notes

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