A/N: This is my first story, so bear with me. Also, this chappie is mostly the same as the original, but with a few minor changes that will make other chapters more clear later. I have written the next chapter, but I will NOT be posting it until I have updated the existing chapters on the site to correspond with the changes I've made. Also, I am extremely sorry for the enormous wait I've left all of you in; I just needed to take a break for finals and then found it hard to come back to writing with all the craziness. I promise to update the existing chapters on the site quickly so that I can post chapter four, and there will be no more nonsense in all this waiting.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters that appear in the original Ally Carter novels.

Chapter 1: The News

Cammie's PoV

The sight of limousines pulling up to my school after the end of finals week was so common to me now that I knew all my friends would be gone by tomorrow and I would be leaving my home for the summer. As a student at the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women, the limousines played a part in maintaining our cover to the citizens of nearby Roseville, Virginia. To them and anyone else who doesn't have Level Four clearance from the CIA the Gallagher Academy is an expensive boarding school for snooty rich girls. The truth, however, is that Gallagher is a school for female spies. I, Cameron (aka Cammie) "the Chameleon" Morgan nearly blew our cover during the first semester of this past year when I had a clandestine relationship with Josh Abrams, a normal teenager in Roseville. After being forced to give him up as a result of "the incident" (which involved Josh driving a forklift into my Covert Operations teacher during our final), I was debriefed by the CIA and thought that the drama was over. That didn't last long, for soon after a group of boys from an all-boys spy school called Blackthorne visited Gallagher for a semester. That was when I met Zach Goode, a boy who saw through my chameleon-ness and who, after teasing me and being cryptic all semester, kissed me in the front hall in front of everyone before leaving to take his finals at Blackthorne.

I was walking towards the front to say

"So what are you doing this summer, Cammie?" Bex asked as she was getting ready to fly back to London for the summer. I was somewhat surprised by this because Bex should have known the answer to this question, being a top-rated spy.

"Probably the same as every summer: staying with my grandparents on their ranch in Nebraska," I replied.

"I'll be at home with my parents, and so will Liz and Macey."

"Girls," Mr. Solomon's voice sounded from down the hallway, interrupting us, "please see the headmistress in her office right away."

"I wonder why your mom needs us. After all, finals just ended, and she knows we all need to pack our bags," Bex whispered as soon as Solomon disappeared.

"We'll find out," I replied.

"Something's off about this," she agreed.

We sped the trip up to my mom's office by taking a secret passageway I had found when I first came to Gallagher. Although I had promised myself never to use it, I wasn't really eavesdropping because I had been called to her office, and this convenient passage led to a room just outside it. When Bex and I finally reached the office, we were surprised to see Macey and Liz were already there. As soon as we sat down, Mom began to explain.

"I bet you're wondering why I've interrupted your packing to call you all down here. Well, here it is. Congratulations, you four have been chosen to participate in an advanced session in Covert Operations that will take place at the Blackthorne Institute."

"What about our plans?" I asked.

"I've already sorted all of this out with your parents.

Then it hit me. We would be spending an entire summer at Blackthorne, where Zach went to school.

"But- but I'm not on the Covert Operations track." Liz stumbled, worried.

"Yes, but you have been proven to work well with these others, and your knowledge help them. Besides, some Blackthorne Boys will be there to help you also. During there visit here, the staff picked those most likely to work well with all of you," my mom replied. "Now go finish packing your bags; you leave tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."

"Ladies, wait," a familiar voice called. Mr. Solomon. "Just a fair warning, as I will be the instructor for this session, you can expect to be challenged harder than you ever have in the past." Was Mr. Solomon trying to make us worry?

"This is weird," I mumbled loud enough for only Bex to hear.

"I know," she replied

As soon as we were out of earshot, I couldn't stop myself from asking, "Do you think Zach will be there?"

"Well you two do work well together, and he's an amazing spy," Macey commented. "You should let me pack your bags, just in case. Besides, all those guys have gorgeous spy bodies, so you should still look amazing." I sighed at this response, knowing it was true.