Cammie's POV:

For every Civilian in Roseville Virginia, the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women was just another rich School for Snobby Girls, and as I got out of the limo and looked at the huge mansion I might have agreed with them. That is if we overlook the fact that the school contains 2,546 security cameras, that the girls here learn how to speak 16 different languages, and can kill a man without nothing but a "People" magazine and a Hat. But if you are reading this then that means you at least have a level 13 clearance (A/N: I lost my copy of the first GG so anything related to that book will be a little different). That means you guys already know what Gallagher is… What it really is not what it's cover is… A school for Spies in Training, not any spies in training: GIRL Spies in Training. I, Cameron Anne Morgan, am THE best teenage spy of the century and I'm only 16 years old though most people know me as the Chameleon I guess it's normal since I am a CIA legacy. My parents are Rachel Cameron Morgan the Headmistress at the Gallagher Academy and my Dad is Matthew Morgan, top CIA Agent that went MIA 5 years ago…

Anyways, as I made my way towards the room that I shared with my three best friends in the whole world I could feel stares follow me inside. I guess that's what happens when you have a secret relationship with a civilian for an entire semester until he sees you being "Kidnapped" by your Coveops teacher/Godfather/Joe Solomon and follows you with a forklift and tries to kill your teacher… So I was no longer the invisible Cammie but the Secret Boyfriend Cammie. As I opened the door to our suite I heard I yell for Help and automatically recognized my Best Friend and Senator's daughter, Macey McHenry. Spy training kicked in as I jumped in the room ready to kick the butt of whoever tried to hurt my friend. I inspected the room and found it empty except for Macey and me. Macey was standing in front of our closet her Louis Vitton suitcase opened on the floor. "Macey ! Are you okay ?" I asked her.

"No I'm not okay Cammie! During the break The Senator took me to Milan and now I don't have enough room in our closet to put all of our new clothes in ! "

Wait what ? All of this for clothes ... I should have known ... Macey McHenry the fashionista is back with her long black hair and her dark brown eyes she was drop dead gorgeous in a simple t-shirt, jean and ponytail.

"Wow Macey Melodramatic much ?" I heard a voice behind me say followed by the sound a vase falling on the floor and Liz's signature "Oopsie Daissie " I turned around only to find my two other best friend : Rebecca Baxter known as Bex (call her by her real name and you will be stuck in the hospital for at least 1 month. Trust me, been there done that )the gorgeous egyptian queen looking first ever non-american Gallagher girl and Elisabeth "Liz" Sutton the little clumsy southern genius.

"Bex ! Lizzie ! " Macey and I ran into them pulling them into a big group hug .

"How was your summer ? " I asked them.

"Oh you know the usual... Mum and Dad took me with them on missions in Rio . Can't give any details it's classified" Bex told us with a proud smile on her face.

" I recreated the Gallagher's firewall to make it send a virus to anyone who even thinks about hacking it" liz answerd

"Well you guys already know what I did so all that's left to do is try them on ! " Macey orderd us with a smirk on her face.

" How about we first go to the welcome back dinner and then ... " Macey shrugged took her "Vogue" magazine and walked out the door " what did you do this summer Cams?"

"Oh you know the usual. Went to Nebraska and was then taken to the CIA headquarters to be debriefed about... You know... Josh..."

All three of my friends looked at me with an understanding look and simply nodded. That's what makes them the best, they know when they need to confort me and they know when to stay quiet. As we entered the Grand Dinning Hall all eyes turned and me for two seconds longer than usual. As we sat down, I saw Tina Walters from the corner of my eyes come towards us. I groaned wondering what rumor she could have made this time. You see Tina maybe a spy but if she could have done anything else she would have been a paparazzi which is why she chose that to be her codename.

"Hey Cammie. Is it true that you saw Josh this summer? Cause according to my sources you two went to Vegas to elope but the CIA found you before you could and he had to flee to Russia so that he could join the Russian Mafia to come save you and then marry you!"

See what I was saying? I looked at Tina and burst out laughing when I saw the serious expresiion on her face .

"No Tina I didn't see Josh this summer and I have absolutely no plan of Eloping."

"Yeah but according to my sources..."

And as I tuned her out a looked at my mother, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and the best spy too, she was talking to Joe with a worried look and I couldn't help but wish that we had coverd lip reading in Coveopps. She then turned and walked towards the poduim to start the welcome back diner.

When we finally got back to our room Macey's torture began. After 3h27min we were done, I got on my bed and automaticly went to sleep.

Zach's POV:

"Wake up ! Zachary James Goode if you don't wake up right now we are gonna be late for Coveops and Joe will KILL us!" I heard my roomate Grant Newman yell "Dude chill I am NEVER late ok? " I got out of bed and took a 4min shower (that's a new record right there) as I reached the room I saw a piece of evapopaper with Joe Solomon's neat and careful hand-writing :

meet me at helipad at 9h20

wear casual clothes

- Mr. Solomon

my internal clock told me that I had 20 minutes to go back to my room change and meet Solomon. I arrived at the helipad with 14 seconds to spare. When I arrived I went to stand with Grant who bombarded me with questions

"What do you think he is gonna ask us to do? Maybe there is gonna be a bomb in the Statue of Liberty and we have to disable it before it kills tons of people?" I tuned him out as he drowned on and on about every possible assignments Solomon could want us to do. All of which are very plausible considering how we go to a school for spies/assassins in training. Finally Joe arrived with the helicopter (he was 37 seconds late) told us to hop on and give me a piece of paper before he blindfolded us.

"You have already been the Tailer, this time you are going to become the Tailee… and trust me boys, this is a lot harder. Good luck" then for the rest of the ride the helicopter was silent, the only noise was Grant next to me who snoring loudly. As we started to land I took of my blindfold and took out the piece of paper Mr. Solomon gave as the guys opened the door.

"We are at the Mall" I heard one of them say and a choir of "sweet"'s and "nice"'s. As I read the paper I answered "not that kind of mall" and passed along the piece of paper.

"THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME

MEET THERE AT 5

ALONE"

Now the proud American in me knew exactly where we were and where we had to meet. "We are at the Smithsonian Mall in Washington DC… See you guys at the Slippers!" That said Grant and I walked out and blended in the crowed unnoticed by anyone. Or so we thought…