Anyways I really hope you like it. Gonna include lots of Zammie, so even if you get bored straight away I promise the next chapter will have lots of Zammie in it!
Review, I'm seriously begging you right now, I will give you CYBER COOKIES if you review this story. Okay, maybe I won't, but I'll love you forever ;)
Disclaimer: (I'm only doing this once so read carefully) I DO NOT AND NEVER WILL OWN ANY OF THIS, ONLY THE PLOT ALL RIGHTS GO TO ALLY CARTER!
Oops, gotta remind ya, ALL NORMAL! NO SPIES IN THIS EVEN IF THE CHARACTERS ARE THE SAME!
Enjoy ;)
BrokenDreams33
CPOVI woke up to the sound of my alarm clock beeping way too loud. I automatically slammed my fist onto it, silencing it pretty effectively. Just as I was about to drift off into another dreamless sleep, a loud voice echoed through the too-big-for-two-people house.
"Cam! C'mon, we're gonna be late for our first day if you don't get your but out here in the next ten seconds. Ten, nine, eight…" my brother Grant was yelling. Now that woke me up. I was ready in ten minutes, including showering and drying my hair, although I had to skip breakfast. In a rush, I pulled on my favourite skinny faded blue jeans and white t-shirt with the words 'Life is a game, all you gotta do is know how to play it' written in multicolour on the front. When I realised I really was going to be late if we didn't leave that very second, I slid on my converse, grabbed my navy blue hoodie and my bag, then sprinted out the door and into Grant's red jaguar – what can I say, it's not like our family are billionaires, just…okay, yeah, we're insanely rich.
I tied my poker straight dirty blond hair in a messy bun as he drove much too fast to make it on time. Roseville was pretty small and it wasn't difficult to find our way round, so we made it to Roseville High with plenty time to spare. Urgh, and I'd skipped breakfast!
"Jesus, Grant, I can't believe you made me skip a meal for this," I huffed.
He just laughed. "You'll live. I don't get how you can eat so much and still be skinny anyway! It's unfair."
Now it was my turn to laugh. I giggled hysterically as we got out of the car, saying, "Grant, you eat like a pig even when you're full, don't start on me about overeating."
That was when I felt the eyes. So many eyes, all boring into the back of my head, making me stop mid-giggle and turn around slowly.
It looked like just about the entire student body of Roseville High was standing in that parking lot, watching us. Or it felt like it anyway.
I guess now would be as good time as any to mention, I'm invisible. Nobody ever notices me, I'm the chameleon, I blend in with the crowd, I get ignored and overlooked and I never under any circumstances get stared at. Well, looks like that just changed, because there was a helluva lot of staring going on right then and every bit of it was directed at me and my twin brother.
"Um, Grant?" I said softly.
"Wassup?"
He hadn't noticed, he was locking his car. But it was just plain creepy, the way that even though people were hugging friends, laughing, talking and arguing, they were all watching us.
"They're staring."
"Who—" he began, but cut himself off as he turned around to face the full parking lot. "Oh. Them. Don't worry, Camster, it's just cause we're new. By the end of the week, we'll both fit in great."
I looked up into his eyes, still worried sick and terrified that I was being inspected. "Promise?"
He grinned, "Promise."
We went to the office and got our timetables and locker combinations. Apparently, instead of getting a map of the school like normal people do in normal places, we had to be given guides from our homerooms to show us around. Yippee, someone talking to me all day and watching my every move (note the sarcasm).
Me and Grant were in different homerooms, but they were next to each other and the school wasn't very big so we found them okay.
"Okay. This is it," he muttered, grinning. "Good luck, Cam. See you later."
"Yeah, see ya!" I replied. I had to fake a grin of my own since my nerves were making me nauseous right at that moment. I watched as my last piece of home disappeared through the wooden door.
Breathing in deeply, I collected every ounce of confidence in my body (which, let me tell you, is not a lot) and walked slowly and almost-steadily over to my homeroom. I closed my eyes as I raised my hand to knock quietly.
"Yes?" a male voice called out.
Timidly, I pushed the door open halfway and slipped inside, closing it gently behind me and turning to face the smiling man at the front of the room instead of the students watching him with bored expressions.
"I'm new," I said simply, for lack of a better explanation.
The man beamed at me. "You must be Cameron Morgan! Excellent!" he exclaimed, a bit too excited to be normal but still pretty nice.
"It's just Cammie," I corrected.
"Ah, I'm very sorry. Well I'm Dr Steve. I'm assuming you'll need a guide, won't you Miss Morgan?"
I nodded in reply.
"I've got plenty of students who will be willing to help. Hmm, how about Miss Sutton?" he asked, looking at a petite blond pixie-like girl at the front.(A.N. haha bet you thought it'd be Zach! I promise he'll be in the next chappie though!)
In a southern accent she said, "Of course, Dr Steve."
"Excellent, just excellent. Miss Morgan, take a seat next to Miss Sutton."
I nodded again and slid into the empty space next to her.
"Hi, I'm Liz," she told me. She held out her hand and I shook it.
"Cammie," I introduced myself. "Nice to meet you."
"Yes, it's lovely to meet you too," she whispered as Dr Steve started talking. "I hope you like it in Roseville. If you need anything, or you've got any questions, just ask me, I'm happy to help."
I liked her instantly, and ten minutes later as we walked to English (we had it together) we had exchanged numbers and were deep in conversation about the difference between life in Washington D.C. where I'd spent my life up till now, to life in the small town of Roseville.
And I knew right then that despite everything, I was going to like it here.
So…? Love it? Hate it? For all I know it's horrifically bad, so I need your opinion. I think I made Cammie a bit too shy, what do you think? Did I get Grant right? Is Liz too talkative?
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BrokenDreams33