OKAY… Since this is Easter I decided to treat you with a new story! So this story is basically going to be about Cammie, who had evil parents who dropped her off in the middle of a dark forest. Her parents were spies, before turning bitter with the Head Director, and becoming Most Wanted. She lives her life in the woods, and her parents and their boss, Catherine Goode coming to haunt her. When somebody finds her, he takes her as his prized possession. He wants her to feel safe.
I know what you're thinking. 'Stop blabbing on about the story and get to the point!'
Here's Chap Number One!
CPOV
My stomach growled violently as I wobbled around my little home in the woods. I made a home out an area in the woods that was like a small canyon with no river at the bottom. It was around 8:00 at night, and I was preparing a big dinner. I big dinner for me at least. I grabbed a plate I made out of polished bark and put half a muffin on it. I grabbed my canteen of water, made from polished bark, healthy green leaves, and fresh soil. The water was from a small stream I found not far out from my canyon-like home.
I sat down on my bed made of animal furs. I got those animal furs the hard way. I killed the animals from my bow and arrow, I made when I first lived here. The thought of that day brought bitterness to my heart. I ate half of a muffin happily and had a gulp of water before hearing a twig snap.
My heart stopped. 'No, not now! Not on a good day like this!' I looked down at me quickly. I was wearing a tattered black flowing tank, skinny camo printed jeans, a black braided belt, and black lace-up combat boots. My caramel hair was in a high ponytail with tangled wisps.
I grabbed my SHARP knife and bow and my arrows before climbing up the "canyon" wall. When I got to the top, I saw Catherine Goode and my bad parents. They were scowling at me. I rolled my eyes. We all knew the routine, Charge, Fight, Injuries, Possible Death, and finally, Retreat.
We all charged into battle. I raced towards my first victim, Catherine Goode. As she pounded a punch in my direction I quickly blocked it with the handle of my knife before cutting her arm with it. She howled in pain.
I kicked her far into my canyon home. I heard a satisfying crunch when she reached the bottom. I raced towards my mom, who was raising her eyebrows at me when I charged her, thinking I would die.
I grabbed her wrist and gave a swift knee kick to the gut. Still holding mom's wrist, my dad crept up behind me. I punched him with my free hand right in the nose.
While my parent's terrifyingly crawled away from the war zone, Catherine Goode, climbed up the wall of my home, with blood all over her body. She was stiff and looked like she had broken many bones. She pulled something out of a case that turned to be a golden sword.
Catherine charged straight turned me. She was screaming bloody murder. I winced, thinking this would be the end. I, Cammie Morgan, have failed to protect myself, and will now be killed by a very angry bull.
Catherine was less the 2 feet away from me. She was still screaming and howling and when she aimed her sword in the right place, I closed my eyes to get it over with.
ZPOV
It was Friday night, which meant Forest Patrol. I changed into a tight camo muscle shirt, black jeans and black sneakers. I grabbed my sharp knife and gun. Grant was also getting ready for Forest Patrol. He was pretty laid back about the thing, since we never found any bodies or something like that.
Jonas was too scared to go out on Forest Patrol, so he stayed in our creepy cellar dorm. I patted Jonas on the back before grabbing a First Aid kit and leaving with Grant.
We walked outside and climbed the high barb-wire fence. We always separated to check a big area in the forest. Grant moved East, I moved North.
I was cautiously walking through the forest, careful not to give away my identity, when I heard a sharp snapping of a twig. I quietly talked into my coms unit. "We got action. Come."
I hid as I walked through the forest. Soon, Grant found me and followed. Suddenly, we heard a howl that made Grant and I jump out of our skin. We followed the direction we heard the noise. We were hidden by the tall grass and trees, but the fight in front of us was surely visible.
I saw a beautiful girl who was scratched up and bleeding, but still gorgeous. I saw two evil people who everyone was aware of. Matthew Morgan and Rachel Morgan. The backstabbing traitors.
Then I saw the person who I thought I would never see. My mom. I almost yelped. How could that poor girl fight all three of these meanies?
Then I saw it happen. She was punching, kicking and doing a TON of illegal moves. Well… They weren't illegal in Russia and Germany… but they were in America!
She kicked my mom down into what seemed like a canyon or steep valley. She moved onto Rachel Morgan, and that is when it all clicked. The young girl was the lost Morgan child! She was innocent of her parents, evilness, but she disappeared of the face of the Earth 12 years ago.
People reported that she might have been murdered by her parents, or committed suicide. Now I see where she is! The girl grabbed her mother's wrist tightly and gave her a hard kick in the gut. Even Grant winced. Her father was creeping behind her, but without even turning around, she punched the man swift in the nose.
Her parents quickly retreated, crawling out of the battle scene. Suddenly, my mom reached the top of the canyon or valley. She pulled out a very sharp golden sword and charged toward the poor girl. I saw her wince. When she closed her eyes to get it over with, I charged into my mother. The young girl opened up her eyes in curiosity. When she saw me tackling my mother she backed away cautiously. I punched my mother, hard. When I made sure mom was unconscious, I got up off the floor.
Grant came out of his hiding place, slowly walking towards the girl, shaking. I rolled my eyes. I then looked back to the Morgan child. She was struggling to stay conscious. I picked her up bridal style. I held on to the head with extra support. "You'll be okay. It's okay."
When the girl turned unconscious, Grant and I walked back towards Blackthorne Institute. I climbed the barb–wire fence with her, loosely lying against my chest. For some reason, her warmth calmed me.
We walked inside and into the Dining Hall, where everyone was finishing dinner. When Jonas saw the body in my hand he fell of his seat, passed out. People recognized her in a second. They gasped as they realized the Morgan child was alive and very beautiful!
Joe Solomon, raced toward her. Everyone knew why. He was the Morgan child's uncle. He held her in his grasp as he walked toward the infirmary. Shaking his head sadly.
TWO DAYS LATER
Still the Morgan child, which Joe said was Cammie, still had not awaken. I woke up around 5:30 and started getting ready in the morning. I pulled on a tight black shirt and jeans, with dirty white sneakers. I ran my fingers through my hair. As I grabbed my bag, Joe burst into my room. "Cammie! She's awake!"
I dropped my bag and ran to the infirmary with Joe. I saw the girl slowly start to move in her bed. She opened up her eyes and I saw them up close. Gorgeous sapphire blue eyes with hints of gold.
She moaned. Then she recognized her uncle. She popped out of bed as fast as I have ever seen an injured person! "JOEY!"
She gave a huge bear to him. "You're alive!" He held her close, tears brimming the edges of his eyes. He patted her.
After three minutes of them hugging, they finally pulled away. She then recognized me. She pulled my into a big hug that felt AMAZING. Oh no! Zachary Goode cannot be in love!
But then she spoke! "And thank you for saving me." Her warm breath against my neck gave me the chills.
Joe smiled. "Zach you can be Cammie's tour guide. She can have the same schedule you do." I saw her blush a little and I had to smile.
Joe left the room. She sat down on her bed and I sat down next to her. She looked so beautiful right now! Then she turned to me and our eyes connected. Then I saw a look in her face that was positive. "Soooooooo…." We said in unison.
We leaned in and gave each other a kiss on the lips. Her hands in my hair felt great. We pulled apart sadly and she was blushing a deep crimson.
I then walked her to my dorm to get my bag and then go to breakfast, I was almost late to the Dining Hall, but got there just in time.
Everyone turned to me direction and all their mouths gaped open. I knew they weren't looking at me. They were looking at Cammie. She still wore her outfit from before, but she fixed her hair. It was up in a ponytail anymore or tangled. It was brushed and went to the middle of her back. Her hair was a glossy caramel brown color.
I also knew what everyone else was looking at. Our hands. We were holding hands as we got food. She was greatful to have something other than bread crumbs and half of a muffin.
We sat down next to Grant and Jonas. Grant was winking at her and Jonas passed out again. I saw her chuckle as she had her pancakes.
I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. We started talking and were having a good time. We started playing 20 questions.
"What's your favorite color?" She asked.
"How old were you when you're parents put you in the forest?" I asked.
"I asked you a question first," she said, acting very tense.
"Okay, it's black."
"I was seven. Now I'm nineteen. What is this place?"
"Blackthorne Institute. A school for assassins and spies."
AFTER SCHOOL THAT DAY
CPOV
Zach and I laughed. Since I was the only girl at Blackthorne, I had my own dorm. That was soundproof. And had five locks and two fingerprint coders.
Zach was taking me to my dorm because it was the end of school today. He walked in behind me and smiled. We sat down on my comfy bed.
We looked at each other and a smiled crept up on our faces. We smirked at each other before kissing hard on the lips. We engulfed each other. My hands were running through his amazing hair. His arms wrapped around my chest and hands placed firmly on my back. His hands was slowly going lower and lower and lower until he was in my pants!
I was shocked but for some reason didn't pull away. His hands were wandering around. He lead a trail of soft kisses down my neck. My hands were wandering his abs. He started pulling the pants off. Once they were off, he started pulling off the shirt. That is where I stopped him. "Zach, no, not yet. I'm not ready."
He nodded, but then we smiled again and went back to kissing on the lips. My hands were under his shirt, feeling everything about his muscles. His hands were wandering around my thighs and touching my underwear.
After 30 minutes of pure bliss we pulled apart. I straightened myself up and put my camo printed skinny jeans back on. After buckling my belt, I sat on my lap. I curled into a little ball and smiled.
He had his arms wrapped around me and was cradling me. We smiled at each other. I smiled at him. I told him I was gonna make my room look a little nicer.
He kissed my cheeks before leaving. I dreamily sighed. I got to work though. Blackthorne gave me a lot of cute girl things to decorate my room with. I put a cute fluffy turquoise carpet on the floor. I put turquoise and hot pink blankets and pillows on my bed. I had cute hot pink saucer chairs and a big hot pink flat screen TV.
I put in nightstands, an end of the bed trunk, and a desk area with bookshelves full of books and tons of interesting things. I had a laptop and some other things on my desk. I had board games and tried to make my room look cool.
When it was almost time for dinner, I went into my huge private bathroom. I put on mascara, eyeliner, and blood red lipstick. I grabbed a black fringe cross-body bag and put in my new phone that Joe GAVE ME!
I walked into the dining hall and sat next to Zach and across from Grant and Jonas. Jonas looked a little queasy. I smiled which made him melt even more. "So guys. I was wondering if you wanted to play a board game with me after dinner." Zach nodded, and so did Grant and Jonas.
I smiled. "It's settled." Suddenly warm and big hands were placed on my shoulder.
" What's settled?" Joe said.
I turned to Joe. "The guys and I were going to play a board game after dinner," I explained. Joe shook his head
"No, no, no, no, no." Joe answered. "The boys have homework to do and no time for board games!" Joe's eyes suddenly hit on Zach and my hands holding. "And no time for sexual affairs!" He scowled at Zach.
Oooooohhhh Brother! This would be a looooong night.
So how'd you like it? I know the Zammie came a little quickly but Zammie can never come too quickly! Make sure to review! Peace Out fellow FANGIRLIEZ!
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