"Now, you all know you test in Cove Ops is approaching." Mr Solomon paced back in the other direction glaring at the class "You are year nine's. You have four years left at this school. You will be tailing a group of people in the Mall. The transport leaves in half an hour. Go." he left the room as it burst into chatter, the class ran to their rooms to change and grab coats, the forecast for the Mall was rain.
Twenty minutes later they were at the front doors of the school,
"Ladies!" a voice called, they turned and saw their head teacher descending the staircase "Remember who you are. Do not let your sisterhood down."
"Yes Mr McCready" the girls chorused, they filed outside and waited by the van
"Does she know?" Andrew McCready murmured to Joe Solomon
"No, you would have heard if she did, you will hear if she does. If it comes to a meeting I am glad they are both Turkish and the boys don't speak that fluently." Joe replied equally quietly
"They may as well. Three are fluent, they can translate easily." Andrew sighed
"Well then let us hope they don't meet." Joe replied wryly
"Hey! Are we going?!" the teasing tone could only be used by one person when directed at those two individuals
"Coming Cam," Joe called to the head that was poked around the door
"Knock 'em dead Camster!" Andrew called
"Not literally!" Joe added ruffling her hair as he passed, Cammie glared at him but was fighting a laugh, his eyes sparkled with mischief
"Zachary Goode is yours Cammie, I have a guy called Grant Newman. Wow, he's hot they all are." Bex sighed dreamily looking at the picture of the boy in her picture
"Well, this should be simple." Cammie muttered looking at the black haired, emerald eyed boy smirking at her forever frozen in a photo.
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