Sorry.

Excuse me.

Alex? Clover?

What are you guys doing here?

I go here.

I just transfered.

Awsome! Me too.

Me three.

Okay. Not to get all horoskop-e, but hello, isn't this like the biggest cosmic coincidence of the century?

Totally.

It's almost like we were meant to hang out together.

I don't suppose you ladies could break away from your fraternizing to meet your new principal.

You must be Ms. Scritch? My name is Sam.

And I just wanted you to know that in anticipation to my classes i've gotten on a few field trips, readen a term paper and done some advanced summer reading.

Wow Sam. Prepared much?

Yeah, you must be like a big time brainciac.

Well, That's all very interesting.

But this school does not look favorably on grade grabbers.

But...

Aaand. Just because you're new here does not mean you get any special treatment.

I'll be watching you.

Enjoy your time at Beverly High.

Is it me, or is Ms. Scritch a real witch?

Let's just say, she's about as friendly as a jail guard.

Well I hope some of the other B.H. peeps are nicer than she is.

Holla newbies. I'm Mandy. Incrowd empasatress of Bev High.

I insist you let me buy you a first day double soy chai at the inschool latté bar.

Sure thing.

Thanks.

Sounds great.

I can't believe we've only been here two minutes and we're already in the incrowd.

I hope you ladies like extra foam.

My middle name is foam.

In that case.

Welcome to Bev High, losers.

Okay. It's official, I'm completely humiliated.

Luckily we have each other.

You guys are like my totall N.B.G.Fs

N.B.G.Fs?

New best girl friends.

I feel the same way.

So do I. Wich is a vote we stick together.

Uhm. Sam.

When you said stick together i didn't thinked litteraly.

That double soy chi really rushed out threads.

No ways. I'm totally prep-d for such unfortunate sitch.

I have at least ten outfits stashed in my locker.

Ten outfits. Now that's what I call resourcefull.

Yeah, Clover, you're like a one woman wardrobe department.

But before we change, shouldn't we do something about Mandy?

We'll deal with her later, when she like least expects it.

Either that caffee just seeped into my central nervous system, or we're having a major earthquake.

Or maybe it's another one of Mandy's evil tricks.

Quick girls. For a human chain!

Hey, what do you know, my plan worked.

Okay. Nobody panic.

Wow. What is this place?

I don't know but is anyone else catching a serious alien vibe.

I doubt it has to do anything with E.Ts, Alex.

Whatever the vibe is, it's definitely spooky.

Wait a second. I bet we're on some reality TV prankshow.

This is L.A. after all.

I'm so not came-ready.

I'm not so sure these girls have what it takes to be spies Jerry.

I agree they're bit rough around the edges, but I assure you, they are WOOHP-worthy.

Our tests confirmed, they each posses the spy gene.

The only genes these girls appear to have are designer jeans.

Non the less. Their typical schoolgirl profile is the perfect cover.

Sensor lie detector?

Human memory eraser?

G.L.O.S.S.S.?

Global sattelite survielence system?

I don't know girls, I got a feeling this place is no joke.

Wow. Check this out.

Huh? What's the 911 Sammy?

Yeah? What's so exciting about a bunch of boring office supplies.

Rough around the edges?

More like jagged.

Nothing a little training won't fix.

I told you we were abducted by aliens!

Actually.

The aliens are down in the freezer.

We're agents.

Hi girls.

And totally cute ones if that.

Oh. I wish I remembered my head shot.

We're not talent agents, we're secret agents.

I'm Jerry, and this is Tad.

Welcome to WOOHP girls.

I don't care who you are, I demand to know why we've been brought here.

And I demand to know what a WOOHP is.

WOOHP stands for a World Organization Of Human Protection.

A top secret institute aimed at fighting global crime.

You're here because you've been choosen to join our elite group of international spies.

Right. Just cause we live in Beverly Hills now, doesn't mean we're stupid.

Very true Clover.

After monitoring you, Sam and Alex for years i determined you have quite an attitude for espionage.

And so, not only did I arranged you to be transfered to Bev High

but I also arranged the sushi test you took earlier.

During wich I must say you have displayed a tremendous amount of potencial.

Ugh. You monitored us?! Hello?! Creepy much? Okay, that's it!

I'm calling the cops.

If you ladies become spies, you don't have to.

Oh that's good, cause we so don't.

Yeah. Moving to a new city is stressy enough

The whole extracurricular spy buiss just doesn't fit into my schedule.

Speaking of schedules, we really need to be getting back to school.

Ya. I understad.

But before I let you go, I have something for you.

It's a WOOHP wallet phone,

if you happen to have a change of heath you can use it to contact Jerry.

One more thing.

Under new condition, are you to mention what you've seen or heard here to anyone.

Or what?! You'll have us eliminated... hahaha...

...hahaha, of course not.

We stopped doing that in the 90's.

We'll have you one way teleported to Siberia.

Ta ta.

Helooo. Loosers.

Samantha!

What in the world are you doing inside that trash can?

Uh. Nothing Ms. Scritch. Just.. uh... trying to tidy up the hallway.

As I told you before, your pathetic attempt to score points with me will not get you ahead at Beverly.

Now get to class.

Bye girls, see you tomorow.

C'mon girls, let's go to the mall.

We are wasting a quite shoppage time here.