My Life

Meet Sammy, an ordinary 16 year old girl. Well as orinary as you can get being a world famous spy that most people are after. Find out about her life and the things she has to go through.

My life is a mystery, no one, even me, understands what I do, and what I have to live with. I'm a Spy in disguise! My life is a cover story. Everything I do is covered up and swept under the rug by my mum and dad. Most of the world is after me, all wanting something that I had taken from them. I have stolen many things and kidnapped many people in my life - the Mona Lisa, the Crown Jewels and one of the Queens corgis, the priminesters son (he was a creep!), my grandfather from jail, the torch the statue of Liberty holds (that was difficult) and the Kohinoor diamond. Most of the things I do in my life involve being chased and keeping security guards off my back. Being wanted by some of the world’s strongest enemies wasn't easy.

Today was my first day back into training, after the long summer of sleeping in late and doing what I wanted most days it was odd to be walking to the Gym we had attached to the side of our house wearing my running shorts and a sports bra. My three older sisters were already there but my Dad/ training instructor hadn't arrived yet. Lined up were Maddie, Lucy and Felicity ready to step on the machines as soon as my Dad arrived. They were wearing the same attire as me and looked as happy as I did that we had to get up at seven in the morning! Maddie was twenty-one and the bossiest of us all, she was usually the coordinator and the one who planned everything. Lucy and Felicity were twins and were always together, they were completely different people but together they cause quite allot of trouble (which sometimes helped on the missions), they were both nineteen.

Just as I was getting into my position ready to get onto the running machine in front of me my Dad walked in the room. As usual he was wearing a plaid shirt buttoned up to his neck, and a pair of formal jeans, if you could call them that. He was always looking smart as if he was going somewhere important, usually it was to the Gym. He barked his orders out to us and we started up the machines. "Felicity get them knees up! Maddie run faster! Lucy I want you to move your arms more! AND SAMMY FOR GOODNESS SAKE HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO GO FASTER!" he was always complaining at me and how I didn't go as fast as the others. He thought of me as weak just because I was the youngest. My Dad felt like the strictest man alive sometimes.

After nearly two hours of slaving away at the exercises machines we were allowed a fifteen minute break. All of us were drenched in sweat and needed a shower but there was no point in going because we would just get all sweaty again! My stomach grumbled to tell me that it was hungry so I trudged inside and found a packet of chocolate mini rolls. I ate half of them and chugged down a glass of Orange Juice. Soon I was back on the machines and working twice as hard.

By the time lunch came round I was ravenous all I had eaten was half a packet of Chocolate mini rolls and a banana! At least part of my diet was healthy! We all stormed into the kitchen to find six piping hot bowls of Pasta waiting for us. My mum was nowhere in sight but we didn't care we all tucked in, burning our mouths in the process! As we finished the doorbell rang and I jumped up to get it. Standing on the doorstep was my eldest sibling - Ryan. My brother didn't live at home he was part of the MI5 intelligence. Always in hiding we rarely got to see him. I squealed throwing myself in his arms. "Who is at the door, honey?" Mum said finally making her first appearance of the day.

"Oh hey mum! It's Ryan!" I said pulling him through the door. Something passed between their eyes as they saw each other but to cover it up they smiled and hugged each other awkwardly. Something was wrong and I knew it. Somewhere in the back of my brain I remembered to ask Ryan later as to why he was being so awkward. I knew Mum wouldn't answer any of my questions but Ryan was my favourite sibling and I knew he felt the same to me. Before he left for MI5 we would always do our missions together, him helping me complete all the obstacles while I shouted instructions at him, we were the perfect team. I lead him through to the dining room where everyone was. I shoved him gently through the door only to find that everyone had disappeared! I guessed they had all gone for a shower in one of our many bathrooms! We all had en-suites in our house so it was easy to jump in the shower whenever you pleased!

Mum pulled Ryan into one of the many rooms she called her 'Office' she had about five all hidden around the house. On average she had about one a floor, our house was like a maze. We had six floors, each with numerous amounts of rooms. My room was on the top floor. It was kind of like the attic, my roof was slanted and I had to bend down if I wanted to reach anything in my chest of drawers. My whole room was coloured a mint green and was covered in pictures of me and my best friend, Georgia. I had a large double bed that took up most of the room; I didn't mind really, there was a T.V. cabinet in the corner with a bookcase full of DVD's to watch at any time I felt like. I had three doors in my room - the entrance, my en-suite and my walk-in-wardrobe it was always full with shoes, dresses, skirts, trousers, accessories tops and skirts. As most of my life was messed up and complicated I needed an outfit for EVERY occasion. Some days it was hard to choose what to wear, there was so much to choose from.

I sat outside the Library that Mum had taken Ryan into trying to listen to their conversation when I remembered that all the walls and doors in our house were soundproof so that you couldn't hear the conversation that was going on with another secret Spy. Sometimes it was good if it was you that was having the conversation but if you wanted to listen in it wasn't! I decided to go and look for the rest of my family and see what they had gotten up too. I found them in the 'Classroom'. We had never been to a public school but as my father was a qualified Spy he was allowed to home school us. It wasn't actually a classroom, more like a room with four desks and allot of practice equipment, ready for when we needed it. They all just stared at me like I had grown another head as they walked through the door. "What?" I said as I stumbled into the room.

"Who was it at the door?" Lucy asked quietly.

"Ryan...he is talking with mum in the Library you might not...want to disturb them!" the last bit of my sentence was barely audible as all three of my sisters clattered out the room making allot of noise. We all loved and missed my brother and whenever he came home we were all more than excited! I followed them and soon we were all standing outside of the Library on the second floor. They pushed open the door and stumbled in on the end of the conversation. "... well we will have to tell them soon!"