Hi! This is my first story, so take it easy on me :]

Although, I do have experience with this kinda thing, I'm in the process of writing a book

Disclaimer : I do not own the Gallagher Girls. I'm not ally carter.

Chapter: One

Crying is not an easy thing to do, when your around people. Some people, think it shows weakness, some just don't like to. Some don't mind crying in public, but, most don't,

Especially if you're a spy.

That's why I – Cammie the Chameleon Morgan – was sitting on the window cell in the tallest tower of Gallagher – that you can only get to by a hideaway – crying. Silent tears were running down my face, because I had just found out something I never wanted to hear.

My best friends Mom, Elizabeth Linda Baxter, had not checked into her check point, after she was done with her mission. That was three months ago. They didn't know what happened. She called in, said it had gone great, but thin she disappeared out of thin air. Nobody…knows.

Someone Knows. A silent voice said in the back of my head.

Of course Bex was not herself. The 1rst month, her dad said she was cationic, wouldn't eat or drink anything, she just laid in bed, never moving. Mom asked Mr. Baxter if I could help at all, and he said I could try. So I flew to London, England. I went to go see Bex, and she actually talked to me. She started eating and drinking again, but I she wasn't the same. I could tell.

But, that's not really why I'm crying. I was crying because Bex didn't want to come back. She said over the phone "I'm not ready yet Cammie." So I had to life a year without my best friend in the world.

I watched as the pitch black stretch limos came up the long drive way. I sighed and wiped my eyes. I hoped down from the window, fixed my skirt, and out of the tunnel of the hiding space. I gracefully walked down the grand stair case, running my hand down the banister.

Home I thought to myself.

I saw the new seventh graders running around, skipping through the halls. One of the stoped and looked up at me. I had never seen her before, but she had to be a seventh grader, why eles would she be here?

As I meet her eyes, she looked down, embarrassed, and tried to hurry to her up the stair case, but her foot cought on one of the stairs, and fell, droping her books.

I went to help her.

"Hi my names Cameron Morgan. But people call me Cammie." I said handing her, her books. She tucked her hair behind her ears, and looked up at me, a slight smile growing on her lips.

"Hi, I'm Leaf." She said taking her books from me "Thanks."

"So are you a 7th grader?" I asked the obvious, just trying to make conversation.

"No. I'm going to be in your classes." This surprised me. "How?" I asked her, her smile grew, as she saw my reaction.

"Hmm" she said " Let's just say I'm more advanced thin the 7th graders. And to answer your question, I'm 14."

How did she know I was about to ask that?

" O, and I know you might not like this, but while Rebecca is away, I'll be sleeping in her bed, but when she comes back, I will leave." She gave me a shy smile, clearly worried about my reaction.

"Ok." Was all I could say.

"Well, see you later Cammie!" She yelled, as she jogged lightly up the steps.

I walked to my room, and I did notice her stuff on Bex's bed. I sighed. It's not her fault I thought to myself. I plopped down on my own bed, as I heard voices creeping up towards me.

"Where's Cammie?" I heard an unmistakable southern voice call.

Liz opened our door to peck her head in. She must have nown I was sad. I mean, I was more or less now curled up in a ball on my bed with my arms wraped around my legs.

"Oh Cammie, Cammie." She said and came to sit next to me. She rubbed my back. "It'll be ok."

Macy walked through the door, and looked to me, thin at Liz. First, she walked around to put her stuff on her bed, then she was about to join me and Liz on the bed, when she saw Bexs bed, with suit cases on it.

"Who's stuff is that?" She asked in a tight voice.

I sat up. "Some girl named Leaf, she's only 14, but she's in our classes." I could say "Our", because Macy had done some extra stuff over the summer, so she was now caught up with us.

" Leaf? Is the really her name? What, was her mom and dad hippies?" Macy was starting to crack a smile, chuckling.

Before I could answer, I herd a voice by the door way. "No actually, they weren't." Leaf said, walking though the door. "My mom used to love nature. She used to tell me, ' Your more beautiful thin the stars, in the polluted sky.'" Leaf half chucked, half sighed at the memory. "I was her last daughter, she was so excited. She had already had two boys." She smiled. And out stretched her hand to first Liz, thin to Macy, saying " Hi, as you well know, I'm Leaf."

" Don't you have a last name?" Macy asked slyly.

"Sure I do." She said turing to Macy with a sly smile of her own growing on her face. "See you guys at the Welcome back dinner."

With that, she left

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