Spy in the Fourth Grade

Chapter 3
The Mall Is Not Enough

Chapter Description: Carla has approached her target age and she and Kevin go to the mall to buy clothes for her cover but as day goes on, Carla finds out that her new status comes with disadvantages.

trips to the bathroom. She just sat on her bed, just looking at the mirror’s reflection. She’s must be about 12 or 11 now. Maybe the regression had stop, she already looked 10, no one could tell anyway. Her nightgown was hanging on by the strap. She laughed at seeing her breasts melt away into two bumps. Almost no trace of adulthood left, she sighed at the fact her mission doesn’t start until tomorrow. She traveled to the kitchen, seeing that all the furniture still had plastic, barely brought by the Agency, thankfully they did put food in the fridge, she made scramble eggs and some coffee.

“Aren’t you a little too young for coffee?” Kevin said as he walked in.

“Please, I see 8 eight year olds drinking fucking Starbucks now these days.” She snapped.

“True, I seen worse though...like 10 years old drinking scotch.”

“Really?” she said, Kevin responded by nodding his head.

“How are you holding up?” Kevin question as he was talking about the regression.

“I don’t know, other than having a sleepless night, fine I guess.”

“Fine? You had a sleepless night and yet you’re drinking coffee?”

“Yeah, you got a problem with that?”

“I guess but we’re gonna buy clothes for you because I doubt that nightgown and dress suit fit you anymore so get ready, you got 30 minutes.”

“30 minutes? Or What?”

“Or you’re gonna dress in nothing but High School Musical and Hannah Montana shit. You have an outfit waiting for you in the closet. Hurry Up.” Kevin challenged and smiled.

Carla then dashed to her room, grabbed her outfit, and proceeded to the bathroom to take a bath. As she took a shower, she remembered that around this time yesterday, she was an adult. She held where her breasts were supposed to be, she looked at below where hair was supposed to be but now nothing.

“I’m surprised my hair isn’t shorter but then again she thought, mom always made me cut it.” She thought.

Once finished, she dried herself off, put her outfit on which was just a purple shirt and blue skirt with purple long socks and plain black slippers.

“Damnit guys, you know girls start to have style when they’re seven, do you?” She muttered.

As putting her clothes on, she went to the living room for Kevin.

“Okay, before we leave, I have to brief about your cover. Your name is Allison Stone, you’re 10 years, and then...” Kevin fumbled around the notes.

“Kevin, calm down, I’ll survey the kids, adapt their behavior, and just act like a kid.”

“Okay then, let’s go.”

On their way to the mall, they talk about where Carla should draw the line about her cover.

“I’m not gonna listen to the pop music, I not gonna wear girly clothes, I going to be different so we won’t confuse ourselves with the cover. Do I make myself clear?” She demanded.

“So I’m supposed to let you lose around the mall, wasting the government’s money?”

“I just want to stay away the pack, just because I’m a little girl doesn’t mean I should be...girly.”

“I know, don’t worry, just remember, you have a new identity, and you’ll need to keep that cover so we can accomplish the mission.”

“Fine.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t treat you like kid...sometimes.”

Carla pouted as they arrived to the mall. Once there, they went into multiple clothing stores as Carla tried on almost every article of clothing that she liked.

“Thank goodness kids today had style, back then, I would wear clothes and that had flowers, fairies, all types of girly shit!” she said. Then a woman came to Kevin and Carla.

“Excuse me young lady but you watch your language! They are children present.” the concerned mother warned Carla. “Is this your child, sir?” the mother asked Kevin.

“Yes.”

“You tell her to stop that language. Kids these days...”

“I’m sorry but my kid is actually well disciplined, besides, I don’t need people telling to raise my kid! If you don’t like it, then keep it to yourself and leave me the fuck alone!” Kevin told the mother. The mother then scoffed off as Carla congratulated Kevin.

“Wow Kev, you’d make a great father.” Carla said.

“I don’t know, it’s just when people say how I should raise my kid, it pisses me off. Come on, Ally, get your stuff and let’s go.” Kevin explained to Carla but she noticed he called her by her Allison cover, maybe he’s wants it to be public just in case.

After buying her new clothes, Kevin and Carla went home. Kevin then made dinner while Carla watched the news. She still was adjusting to her new height which was 4’8. “I miss almost being 6 feet tall.” She moped. Everything had grew around her and she lost her adult status & authority. She has to follow orders from everybody, even people she didn’t know. Kevin came out with two plates of stir fried vegetables and beef with soy sauce.

Carla got her plate and they were eating, watching movies on cable.

“Are you ready for your first day of school?” Kevin asked.

“Depends, I’m looking forward relearning basic math and English? Eating cafeteria food, having to wait to go to the bathroom, having random people telling you what to do? If people are threated, what’s the harm?” Carla answered.

“I guess...oh shit, it’s 9:23, it’s almost past your bedtime, Ally.”

“Wait! I have a bedtime?”

“We don’t a groggy kid out on her first day of school, don’t we?”

“But I’m not a little...ahhh!” Carla explained until she was lifted off the sofa and carried to her room.

“Stop it, Kev! I’m a grown woman!”

“Really, where? Do you have evidence?”

“You just saw me as one yesterday!”

“I did, the chief did, but no one around here knows that.”

Kevin laid Carla on her bed, her bedroom was gathered with stuff a eight year old likes these days, stuff Carla despises.

“Did you really had to add Disney crap and dolls in my room?”

“Of course! I thought you love those things...as part of your cover.” Kevin tucked her in her bed.

“Good night Ally, and get ready for school tomorrow.” Kevin said as he turned off the lights and turned on the night light. As he closed the door, Carla rolled her eyes and looked at the ceiling, wondering about what else this cover has in store for the regressed agent.

“I’m really gonna hate this.” She said before drifting off to sleep.