I'd Tell You I Love You, but Then I'd Have to Kill YouPaperback - 2007
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loveschoolcanada1009 thinks this title is suitable for 12 years and over
blue_panda_691 thinks this title is suitable for between the ages of 12 and 10
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"You probably think we're an urban spy myth, like jet packs and invisibility suits...Well, to tell you the truth, we're fine with that."
“Your mission,” Mr. Soloman said, “is to find out what he drinks with those funnel cakes.”
“I know in the spy movies it always looks really cool when the operative goes from a maid's uniform to a slinky, sexy, ballgown in the amount of time it takes an elevator to climb three floors. Well, I don't know how it is for TV spies, but I can tell you that even with Velcro, the art of the quick change is one that must take a lot of practice (not to mention better lighting than one is likely to find in a tunnel that was once part of the underground railroad).”
“I suppose a lot of teenage girls feel invisible sometimes, like they just disappear. Well, that's me—Cammie the Chameleon. But I'm luckier than most because, at my school, that's considered cool.
I go to a school for spies.”
“Number of empty Ben & Jerry's containers: 3 -- two mint chocolate cookie, one plain vanilla. (Who buys plain vanilla ice cream from Ben & Jerry's, anyway? Is there a greater waste?)”
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'You probably think we're just an urban spy myth, like jet packs and invisibility suits...and you assume, like everyone else, that the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women is just a snooty boarding school for bored heiresses with no place else to go. Well, to tell you the truth, we're fine with that.'
But, despite all appearances, the Gallagher Academy is anything but ordinary. Sure, it looks normal from the outside, until you run into the electric fences and stun guns...and that's only on the driveway. No, the Gallagher Academy is, in reality, a school for spies, where girls train for years to become some of the best spies the world has ever known. Cameron Morgan, a sophomore at the academy, thinks her life is pretty sweet. She's a spy in training, her mom is the headmistress, she shares a room with her two best friends in the world, and she just started Covert Operations class with a new and mysterious teacher.
And then everything changes when Cammie meets Josh.
No, she's not supposed to meet him. No, she's not supposed to talk to civilians on a co-ops mission. And no, she's most definitely not supposed to fake a whole other life, including being homeschooled for religious reasons and having a cat names Suzie. But Cammie does all of this - and more. After all, how bad can sneaking out every few nights to see a cute boy be? Well, she's about to find out.
This is an AMAZING book. I don't normally like romance or anything, but this is seriously amazing. Think whole days that you can only talk in French, people walking around with rappelling lines in their cufflinks, and a Covert Operations teacher who occasionally abducts some of his students(for the sake of the class, of course). It's like a cross between James Bond, Johnny English, and...I don't know, a well-written romance novel? Except waaay less sappy? Read it. NOW.
Cameron Morgan, daughter of the famous Rachel Morgan has been a spy since she could walk and in all her spy career she can never remembered being seen... But that all crashes and now shes seen by almost every person who sees her when shes in town, to her it seems everyone knows Josh and she can't risk her mom finding out... follow her on her quest to spy and lie her way out of this mess
Cammie Morgan, a fifteen year girl who goes to Gallagher Academy, meets an ordinary boy named Josh while on a mission. It seems like they are the perfect couple, but what Josh doesn't know is that Cammie is a spy, and Cammie can never tell him the truth. Cammie, Bex, and Liz, her best friends, sneak behind everyone's backs to keep this secret. But will this relationship last? Read to find out! :D LOL I sound like a salesperson.