Cammie's P.O.V
"Welcome back, everyone. I hope you had a wonderful summer break," my Mom said, as she stood behind the podium. We were back again for a new semester, and we were having our welcome-back dinner, as we always did. And later, we would brush our teeth, change, and fall asleep, just as we always did. Life was pretty much unchanged.
I sat there; staring at my plate and fiddling with my spoon as I listened to my mom give out her speech. Bex fidgeted in her seat, Macey looked, well, bored as usual, and Liz closed her eyes momentarily before opening them again, focusing on my mom and taking in her every word.
I let my eyes wander over the jugs, utensils, and bowls. I noticed that they had given Anna the chipped cup again this year-perhaps they gave the same people the same cups and plates every year? But that was trivial; my eyes gazed at the jug in front of me, and in a blink of the eye, I saw a black haze flash on the reflective surface of the jug. I let out a quiet gasp, which caused Bex to start in her seat, Macey to glance at me, and Liz to tear her eyes away from my mom and give me a questioning look.
"It's nothing. I'll… tell you later," I breathed, before giving a quick nod which I knew they would understand. Bex gave me a searching gaze, before turning around and casually looking around the hall, as if she was merely bored. But I knew she was checking for anything suspicious.
"… and I want to wish everyone a great semester," my Mom finished, stepping away from the podium. Noise suddenly filled the once-silent hall, and the only thing that could be heard was the clinking of china and the chattering of my fellow students. I ate silently, contemplating what I had just seen.
Could it have been my eyes playing tricks on me? The Dinner was over already, and almost everyone had already gone.
"Come on, Cam. Let's go!" Bex said, whilst nudging me in my seat.
"Wha-? Oh, right. Yeah. Coming..." I mumbled, dazed. I stood up and followed my friends to the dorm. I flopped onto my bed and sighed, as Liz closed the door and locked it. Then, and this is the really freaky part, but all three of my roommates turned their heads to look at me, and said in perfect unison:
"Okay, Cammie. Spill."
"Oh darn, wait!" Bex held up one finger, just as I was about to tell them. She explained, "There might be bugs. Cammie, let's just say your behavior wasn't what you'd call the most normal. Honestly, it looked like you were on some sort of drug, and I bet people noticed." Bex giggled at the last sentence, while I shot her a mock-reproachful glare. So, I looked like I was drugged? Damn. I hope they didn't believe Bex when they heard that through the bugs. We searched the room, and we found bugs all right- 3 of them.
Bex grinned, and said in her strong British accent, "Told you you looked, ah.... shall I say off?" before using her foot to crush them.
"Okay, Cammie, so tell us." Liz murmured, her voice muffled, due to the fact her head was in her bag.
"Um... Liz?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. A second later, she pulled out her laptop.
"Found it!" she said joyfully. She caught the looks on our faces, and said defensively, "What? I was just getting my laptop!"
I laughed, and then told them what I'd seen on the reflection. Bex pondered this, and Liz typed at her laptop, her hands flying in a blur of silver and peach. Macey, being Macey, pulled out an OK! Magazine and flipped through it, like she didn't really care what we came up with. Or, at least, that's what an average person would think. But if you were a spy, you'd see that she was too tense to fake disinterest.
"Ugh, I can't find anything!" Liz complained, getting up and starting to pace.
"Well, girls," Bex paused, adding that dramatic flair, "I guess that means we've got work to do." And she smiled that smile I knew so well – the smile that told me she was a girl with a plan, and you don't want to mess with her.
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A/N : I know it kinda sucks :( It's my first story, and I want to improve it... R&R? Please?