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disclaimer - i don't own ANYTHING except for the plot. i am a poor pitiful loser that feeds off of ally carter's greatness.

read on….

I hadn't been home in months. 6 months 23 days 7 hours 21 minutes and 13.45 seconds to be exact. How do I know the exact time you might ask? Oh, well it's quite simple really. I'm a spy. The names Morgan, Cameron Morgan. You might've heard of me. The daughter of Rachel and Matthew Morgan. The innocent little pavement artist that no one sees. Well not anymore. You see, I ran away. I went to find answers, and I got them. The hard way. I won't go into the gruesome details but short story short I was captured and tortured for 4 weeks. Towards the end of those four weeks i escaped, but not before i checked the database for my friends whereabouts. What i saw broke my heart. Zach, my almost boyfriend, was dating my best friend the british bombshell we call Bex. I stayed there for a second too long the door flew open and I reconnected with who are now my only companions, Grant and Jonas. They helped get out. We met up with Preston (who now knows about spies and was training), who I had been staying with prior to my capture. And now here we are in a helicopter on our way to Gallagher. I'm going to see my old friends. I'm also going to see Bex and Zach. Even thinking his name hurt but I've hardened. I'm a better spy. Some might say even better than the all-mighty Joe Solomon. My mask is impenetrable. I'm different to say the least. We ditched the helicopter in a field and started winding our way to Gallagher. It was afternoon lessons my internal clock told me, perfect, my mom would be in her office. We snuck in so we wouldn't have to deal with the guard shouting that we have returned. We ended up in the deserted hallway, seemingly barren of life, in front of my mom's office. This is the moment, will she forgive me, love me, understand. I didn't know. I was hesitant. I was… sc— no I'm not, nothing can scare me after this summer. I put my mask up. My hand outstretched, I opened the door.

omg cholesterol! i can't believe i actually did it. i built up the courage and did it. y'all don't know me but i've always wanted to write a fanfic and i finally have the guts to do it so… yeah. um sorry the writing is crappy. this is a pretty boring chapter basically a little background *coughcough hence the chapter name coughcough* i suck and totally don't expect anyone to read this but hey if you do cool. this is my first story so like positive criticism only my dudes cause like being an jerk is not cool in my book. anyways like please review cause ily and so does that little review button so press it! ok i'll stop annoying you now. sorryyy. binomial.

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thezqueen