Blackthorne &Gallagher Privite Academy. Spy school (MEMBERS)

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Ky sighed as he began filling out his paper, grumbling something to himself.

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Joe took the paper that was passed to him. He tapped his pencil on the desk. This wouldn't be too hard. He hoped. He started writing in answers, 80% of them correct. He's eyes widened when Stark dropped. He waited for some know-it-all senior to take charge, like usual.

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Yuki blinked when Stark disappeared. 'What the hell...?" She muttered

(The teacher are going to be gone for a period or 2 days, leaving the kids to do everything themselves, but the kids don't know...)

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Vesp blinked and looked at the paper, her eyes scanning over the questions, like usually, she ignored her surroundings, including the red flashing lights, mumbling something under her breath as she leaned over and started filling in answers, then looked up when Stark was gone.

Ky looked at Stark's desk, raising an eyebrow, then looked back at his paper again.

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(Where are the teachers? Or should I just not RP Ms. Wilkin?)

Claire's heart was racing. Her Computing teacher had just fell through the floor. She was freaking out. Big time. Most of the kids in the class were freshman, Desk Workers in training like her, but a couple were older or Field Agents. A couple of them had gotten up in front of the class and were telling everyone not to panic. It wasn't working.

Joe looked at Vesp. "Well this is weird...," He said.

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Vesp nodded a little bit as she set her pencil down and looked over at him. "Agreed,"

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(They are in a secret level of Covops that only teacher can go to...like a teachers lounge.)

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Ms. Wilkin walked briskly over to Stark. "I apologize, but is all of this really neciassary?" She asked. "I understand it is important for the students to have this experience, but learning languages is no easy task either."

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Vesp warily looked around and sank into her chair, then looked over at Joe again, completely clueless as to what students were supposed to do.

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Stark looked over to Ms. Wilkins. "It wasn't my idea...the principal decided to do this to see what each kid knows, if they know how to work together and survive...if anything goes wrong, we'll be here."