Chapter 1
“Ella, someone's on the phone for you!” My mum shouted to me from downstairs.
“Kay, mum!” I called back. At that second I had been IMing Megan so I had to BRB (be right back) her and run downstairs.
Mum handed me the phone.
“Thanks mum.” I said and took the phone upstairs to my room. I will never forget that conversation. It went something like this:
Me: Hello?
Other person: Hello Ella.
Me: Um, who is this?
Other person: Don't you mind. But I have exactly four words for you.
Me: Who are you?
Other person: Watch out Miss Cooper.
Me: What? Is this a joke.
Silence............
I was so scared and I IMed Megan the whole conversation.
CheekyMonkey: OMG, Ella!
SpyGirl: I know right?
CheekyMonkey: You have to tell Becky!
SpyGirl: Well, I know that I can't tell mum, she doesn't even know I'm a spy!
CheekyMonkey: Becky needs to know this, I have to text her to get online now.
Chapter 2
TheBoss: Megan told me something was wrong.
SpyGirl: Becky, I just got a threatening call!!
TheBoss: Really?
CheekyMonkey: It's true!!
TheBoss: OMG!!!
CheekyMonkey: My same reaction.
SpyGirl: Here, I'll IM you the conversation,
I sent Becky the whole phone call.
TheBoss: How unusual.
SpyGirl: And, they knew my name!!
CheekyMonkey: That's what makes it scary.
SpyGirl: Deffo.
CheekyMonkey: You know what, we should try and figure this out.
TheBoss: How?
CheekyMonkey: I'm not sure. But we deffinately can.
TheBoss: How can you be so sure?
CheekyMonkey: Because we've delt with all sorts of missions, and we've always succeeded.
TheBoss: True.
SpyGirl: Megan, are you saying we can try and figure out who called me?
CheekyMonkey: Yes.
SpyGirl: I'm in.
Chapter 3
Me, Megan and Becky met at H.Q. the next day. Once we were all there, we got to work.
“OK, Ella, give me the details of the call.” Megan instructed.
“OK, well, it was a woman. She sounded in her early twentys. Does that help?” I explained.
“Yes. Now we need to think.” Megan replied.
There was some silence for a second. Suddenly, my phone beeped.
“Oh, I've got a text message.” I said as I got out my phone. I read the message and dropped my phone in shock.
The message read:
I'm coming for you. . .
“Ella, you OK?” Becky asked. Megan picked up my phone.
“Oh. My. Gosh.” She said when she read the message.
“What does it say?” Becky asked.
“It says, I'm coming for you.” Megan answered. Becky stood still and there was a moment of silence.
“Who from?” She asked.
“It's from – your worst nightmare.” I told her.
Chapter 4
“Ella, does it actually say, your worst nightmare?” Becky asked.
“Yes. It says, I'm coming for you. . . from: your worst nightmare.” I explained.
“That is scary. Hey, you two, do you think that the phone call and the text message are connected?” Becky asked.
“How would they?” Megan convinced.
“They could've been from the same person. The same person who called, might've of sent the text message.” Becky explained.
“That's possible.” I said.
“I see. Oh gosh, this whole thing is so spooky.” Megan said. I nodded.
“Well, all I can say is that, I have a feeling the GSS have another mission on their hands.” Becky announced.
“Totally.” Megan agreed.
“Now, we need to think about this person, and why they would've called.” Becky instructed. Me and Megan nodded.
I thought back to the day of the phone call. The person was a woman, sounded in her early twentys. And she sounded a little like me as well. But I supposed that was just the signal on the phone.
Suddenly, I had an idea....
Chapter 5
“Becky, you know in movies the person who calls whoever and threatens is usually the villian from the earlier bit of the film who was deafeted?” I asked.
“Yes.” Becky replied.
“Maybe it's the same here. Maybe we know this person from our earlier missions.” I explained.
“Good thinking Ella.” Becky said.
“And you said the person sounded like a woman in her early twentys,” Megan said, “so who in the past have we deafeted who was a woman in her early twentys?”
“That's what we need to figure out and stop her.” I said.
“Good work today girls, maybe we should sleep on this and meet back here tomorrow?” Becky suggested.
“Sounds like a plan.” I responded.
. . . . . . . .
When I got home that afternoon, there was a note on the fridge saying,
Gone out grocery shopping, be back later. Dinner is in the fridge. Mum xx
I nodded and opened the fridge door where I found a plate of lasagne covered over with cling film. I took it out of the fridge and sat at the table eating it. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it. No one was there.
“Hello?” I called. Silence.
“Anyone?” I shouted again. No sound. I was about to close the door when a piece of paper blew over to me in the wind and landed at my feet. I picked it up and there, in red lettering, I read:
You ruined me, so now I'll ruin you!
Now I was scared.
Chapter 6
I was scared all night. First a phone call, then a text message and now a creepy note. What next?! I didn't want to think about it anymore so I went up to my room to go to sleep. Then I remembered what Becky said, “sleep on it.” So I did. I thought about how all of this might be connected. I guessed it was probably done by the same person. But which person? There were 70 billion people in the world, even more, and I had to pick one. I gathered all the clues and thought carefully about them. On the phone, the person sounded like a woman in her early twentys. There was no name on the text, just Your Worst Nightmare, so that was no clue. But the note looked like my handwriting and the person on the phone sounded like me!
I had no idea who it was. So I decided I wouldn't think any more of it tonight and go to sleep. I closed my eyes and put my head down on my pillow.
Suddenly I had it! I knew who was behind this. I had to call Becky. But then I looked at the clock. 10:30pm. Becky would be asleep by now. So I went to sleep myself and decided to tell Becky tomorrow.
Chapter 7
I dialed Becky's number on my phone and waited for her to pick up.
“Hello?” She said.
“Hi Becky!” I replied cheerfully.
“Oh, hi Ella.” Becky greeted, but she sounded strange.
“Listen, I figured it out.” I told her.
“Figured what out?” Becky asked.
“Who called me. Remember?” I said.
“Oh yeah. But before you go into that, I have something to tell you.” Becky said.
“OK, sure.” I said.
“Well, last night I got a message from Megan. She said that she saw you tonight on her way home from H.Q. She said she saw you in a shop, thought they were all closed and that she saw a broken window in the shop. And she said that you had a sack with you and you were taking things from the shop and putting them in the sack. Then she saw you jump out the broken window, grin evilly and run away. Now, as your a GSS agent, I'm very surprised.” Becky explained.
“That's not true. I was at home last night.” I convinced.
“Not what I heard. Megan said she was sure it was you, she saw your brown hair and your face.” Becky argued.
“It wasn't me. And why would Megan tell you that anyway, I'm her best friend.” I argued back.
“She was doing her job. Now Ella, I don't think you can prove you didn't do it so until you do. . .” She trailed off.
“What are you saying?” I asked.
“Your fired, Ella.”
Chapter 8
I was stunned for a moment. How could Becky fire me?! I was one of her best agents!!
I suddenly remembered that I had figured out who had sent me the note, the text message and the phone call. It had been Emily! My own sister. Then I remembered the note.
'You ruined me, so now I'll ruin you.'
It was Emily who had stolen the things! It was Emily who got me fired! Emily did it all!
“I have to tell Becky.” I said. So I logged onto my computer, and Becky was online.
SpyGirl: Becky! I have to tell you something!
TheBoss: Ella your fired, remember?
SpyGirl: Just hear me out!
TheBoss: OK, what?
SpyGirl: Emily! It was Emily!
TheBoss: Emily did what? But she can't do much, she's in jail.
SpyGirl: No, she isn't. And the proof is that I would never steal anything, plus I was at home last night. So it must have been Emily who stealed those things. Its got to be! And Emily sent me the text message, and she called me, and sent the creepy note!
TheBoss: What creepy note?
SpyGirl: Oh, yeah. Last night, while I was at home, I got this note that said, 'you ruined me, so now I'll ruin you.' It must have been Emily! Who else looks exactly like me?
TheBoss: Sausage. Sausage. What a funny word!
SpyGirl: Becky!
TheBoss: Oh, yeah, sorry.
SpyGirl: So? Am I back in the GSS?
TheBoss: Yes Ella. And I am sorry I judged you, I should've known that you wouldn't do such a thing.
SpyGirl: No kidding!
TheBoss: Wait, Ella...did you say you got a note? Do you still have it?
SpyGirl: Yeah.
TheBoss: I'll be right over! This note might have fingerprints.
SpyGirl: OMG, I forgot completely! :O
Becky logged off and ten minutes later I heard a knock at the door. I answered, it was Becky. With a lot of junk.
“What's all the junk?” I asked.
“It's not junk! It's my science kit, for chemical tests and stuff, where can I set up?” Becky answered.
“Kitchen, I'll get the note.” I said. I ran upstairs, got the creepy note, and ran back downstairs. I went into the kitchen. Becky was there, wearing a big white lab coat, green washing up gloves and science googles. She looked like a freak.
“Becky.....what are you wearing?” I asked.
“My science gear, silly!” Becky nudged me.
“Ok......weird. Well shall we begin?” I asked.
“Yes.” Said Becky.
Chapter 9
“It was Emily.” Becky annouced when we had finished the chemical test, “I know Emily's fingerprints, and these are hers. So I guess we'll be arresting Emily again. I'll call the police and tell them. Where does your sister live?”
“St. Nicholas Avenue, no. 41. Thanks Becky.” I said.
“No problem. Oh, by the way I forgot to give you your pay check from last month, here it is, and here's this month's too.” Becky handed me and envalope.
“But this is $100, $20 more that my usual two month pay.” I was puzzled.
“You deserve it.” Becky smiled.
“Thanks.” I said.
“Oh, the police are on their way to Emily's house. They say they've been tracking down Emily ever since she escaped from prison. She's a clever one, Emily, they say. So let's hope Emily stays in prison for a while, we don't want her causing more trouble.” Becky explained.
“Oh, trust me, Emily is an evil genius.” I laughed.
“I figured.” Becky said, “and well done again, Ella. Once again you've saved the day. I always knew you'd do me proud.”
“And you thought right!” I laughed.
