"Joe Solomon!" I heard my Mother scream. Both of them were in her office. Alone. With nobody around. I'm starting to have a bad feeling about this.

"What?" Mr. Solomon asked, annoyed.

"What are you doing! Do you realize that my daughter or any of the students could walk in?" My Mother voice was no more than a whisper now. Good thing I had planted bugs in her office.

"Oh come on baby-" Mr. Solomon pleaded. I had never thought of my Mother and Mr. Solomon to ever be more than friends.

"No. Now get out of my office!" Since my mother was the headmistress and had the power to fire Mr. Solomon, I heard him scurry to the door. Very quickly. I slipped behind the corner so he wouldn't see me when he came out. I heard the door open and Mr. Solomon step into the hall. He gave one last plead, and when my Mother said no, he closed the door. I walked to my Mothers office and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" My Mother asked.

"Cammie."

"Oh, Cammie do come in." I opened the door and stepped inside. I sat down on the coach and my Mother brought milk and a package of Oreos over, and sat down on the coach next to me.

"What wrong, Cammie?"

"Oh, nothing. I just had a lot of homework and four tests to study for, so I'm a little tired." I grabbed and Oreo and started munching on it when my Mother said,

"I have some big news for you."

"Good big news or bad big news?"

"A little of both." My Mother straightened out on the coach and continued.

"You see, it's your senior year here and you going to be going to college in a few months…"

"So?"

"So, you need to be ready and you need to-"

"Mom, just skip to the part where you tell me something that will either make really mad or extremely upset."

"Mr. Solomon proposed and I said yes."

"He what? You've known him for three years how can he propose and how can you say yes?" I stood up and started for the door.

"Cameron. Sit down"

"And what if I don't?" I snapped.

"There's more that I need to tell you."

"Oh, ok. What are you going to tell me? You're going off on a foreign mission and never coming home? You're no better than Dad!" I don't know why I said it, but I did. My Mother was crying now.

"No." Anger was rising in her voice. "You might go to the best girls school, for spies, in the world but that does not mean you are going to be the best spy. You're not even going to be a spy. So make your career decision wisely."

"Mom! I took P&E and went to all three sublevels and-"

"Cameron, listen to me!"

"No. No. You not the boss of me anymore and you can't tell me that I'm not going to be a spy." I ran over to the door, hot tears burning my cheeks. I swung open the door and ran into the hallway. I kept on running and when I heard my Mother scream,

"Cameron! Wait!" I ran faster.

I know it's really bad and all but I was upset and needed to write something so…

I DO NOT own Gallagher Girls.