Christin Solomon
Chapter 1
Cammie's POV
The loud hum of the Mess Hall's chatter fell instantly silent as the door opened and a girl stepped in. She had long, wavy black hair and dark brown, almost black eyes with golden flecks. My guess was she was five foot ten. Her muscles out did Bex's and her lean form was close to an Olympic runner's. Not once did she glance in any direction, but kept her piercing gaze straight ahead. All of the girls were watching her every move, but the boys seemed to know her, because they were totally unaffected by her presence. The mystery girl stopped in front of my mom.
"Thanks for letting me stay here since I couldn't go home." Mr. Solomon shifted ever so slightly, by the way he was looking at her, he knew her too. Her voice was strong and a little deep, but still feminine.
"It was no problem, why don't you tell the girls' your name since the boys already know you." My mom encouraged, the girl turned around to face us.
"I'm Christin . . . Christin Solomon." She smirked as we all gaped at her. But that meant . . . she had to be . . . Mr. Solomon's daughter. Christin walked back to the doors, but stopped with her hand on the handle.
"No more Cove Ops boys, I'm here." She said before disappearing behind the door. Grant was grinning excitedly, and Zach had his famous smirk on, but I could see the excitement in his eyes.
"This is awesome." Jonas said before going back to his flashcards.
"What do you think she'll make us do?" Grant asked Zach, Zach shrugged.
"We didn't do anything relatively bad or dangerous or break any rules . . . that anybody knows about. I say tomorrow is going to be fun."
"Ah hem" I coughed, glaring at my boyfriend. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow innocently.
"Why aren't you going to be in Cove Ops?" I demanded.
"Because Christin is our Cove Ops teacher when she's not on missions," Zach answered in an obvious tone, I was near shrieking at him.
"She can't be old enough to be going on missions!" Liz objected.
"Christin has been since she was five." Grant said matter-of-factly.
"By the way, I won't be in the Research class anymore." Jonas informed Liz.
"Why not?" She demanded again.
"I participate in helping with what she assigns them." Jonas explained, gesturing to Zach and Grant.
"But . . . but . . . but . . ." Poor Liz just couldn't finish a sentence. That's when Christin walked up behind Zach and rested her hands on either shoulder.
"You boys are in for it."
A/N: Sorry it's so short but it is just kind of an introduction. Yes, the Blackthorne boys are staying all year and it's normal couplings. This is my first fanfic so please, please, please review. I really want feedback. Trust me, this will get way more interesting now that I have my intro chapter down.