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Ally Carter owns all the coolness that is the G.G.'s!
In about twenty minutes I will no longer be an only child, I will be one of about one hundred sisters at the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women-and if you really want to be specific-spy school. With my mother as Headmistress, you would think I was the girl everybody wants to see-and sometimes I am-but the problem with that is…no one can find me. That's part of being the Chameleon-when I don't want to be seen, I won't be.
I'm sitting in one of my favorite secret towers that I discovered my seventh grade year watching my classmate's hurry inside our stone walls. If you live in the town of Roseville, Virginia you might think these are just spoiled rich kids on there first day to boarding school-but if you are one of the few who know our secrets you would know that these girls are the future-as spies.
I could already hear the sounds of girls running up the stairs, laughing with their friends, and telling stories of what they did over the summer. I took one final look out the window and headed out of the passage. I walked quietly upstairs, not talking to anyone, probably because no one even noticed I was there, and into my attic dorm room. When I walked in the door I immediately recognized Macey McHenry's pink and green comforter laying across the same bed she had last year.
"Macey?" I said into the seemingly empty room. She walked out of the bathroom and smiled her supermodel smile. When Macey first came to the Gallagher Academy, I had my doubts, but as of the last year I would actually say we turned into friends.
"Hey Cammie, how was your summer break," she said sitting down on her bed.
I shrugged, "I spent the whole summer on my grandparent's farm in Nevada." It wasn't as exciting as going to Paris or Italy like all the other girls, but at least it was the truth, and that's exactly what I'm trying to work on this year. Telling the truth is not exactly what you want a spy to do most of the time, but when it comes to friends-and let's say…boyfriends-the truth is something that I still have to work on. "What did you do?"
"Studied and avoided my parents. You know, they still think I'm cheating," she said smiling and rolling her eyes. Macey McHenry is the daughter of Senator McHenry, you think he'd be happy that his only daughter has pulled straight A's at the toughest boarding school in the county (not that he knows it's the toughest school in the country). He thinks that his daughter is not even remotely capable of getting good grades without cheating, but she is. I would know-I help her study. Even weirder is that Macey likes that her parents don't think she's smart, weird right? I don't think I'll ever completely understand her.
"Do you know if Bex or Liz is here yet?" I asked. Bex and Liz have been my two best friends since the seventh grade. Liz is a complete genius and Bex is the toughest person I've ever met-and she's the first international student the Gallagher Acadamy has ever had, she's British.
"I think I saw Liz get out of a limo last time I looked out the window. I figured she would be up here by now," Macey said biting her lip. We both know Liz is not the most coordinated person in the world (last year she tripped on her way to lunch and knocked over three statues of previous Gallagher Girls).
I was just about to head down the stairs when I heard the ominous, "Oopsie daisy," after hearing some glass shattering down the hall. Yep, Liz was definitely near by. Even though she knows fourteen different languages her 'oopsie daisy' is always her choice words when she gets a little clumsy.
I looked out the door and down the hall where Liz was picking the pieces of glass from a picture that she, no doubt, knocked off the wall. I smiled and went to help her clean up. "You've been here, what, five minutes and you've already broken something? What are we going to do with you?"
At the sound of my voice she looked up and smiled. She got up off the floor and gave me a big hug. "Hey Cammie! Is Bex here?"
"No, but Macey is. Besides, you know Bex, she'll turn up sooner or later," I said smiling. Bex was definitely the most dramatic of the group. Last year she arrived right before my mom announced the arrival of Joe Solomon, a.k.a. the hottest teacher the Gallagher Academy ever had, and our CoveOps teacher. I wonder what her excuse will be this time.
Liz nodded thoughtfully, "I hope she doesn't bring along another teacher this time. Is Macey in the room?" I nodded and helped her get the rest of the bags in the room. She gave Macey a little hug and they started talking about their summers. I just zoned out a bit and listened to the sounds of the other girl's greeting each other. Their was lots of squealing, running down the halls, and laughing. I sighed, just like old times.
"Cammie? Earth to Cammie?" Liz was saying looking at me a little concerned. "Did you hear what I just said? Bex is here, we just saw her out the window. Let's go meet her down stairs," she said as she grabbed my arm and dragged me to the door. I could have easily made her let go, and she knew that, but I was really wondering why Bex was early-well, early for her. Well, she was actually on time, but Bex was never on time for anything.
When we finally got to the bottom of the huge staircase in the entrance hall Bex was sitting on her luggage, smiling expectantly at us. "What took you guys so long? I didn't want to carry my luggage up the stairs all by myself, but I figured you could get here faster than that," Bex finally said.
I rolled my eyes, "We're not bellboys Bex." I smiled and jogged over to give her a big hug. So did Liz and even Macey gave her a hug. I grabbed one of her bags and said, "Let's go, even though you were on time I don't want to be late for dinner."
I glanced up at the screen by the door of the Grand Hall, it read: English—American. We all sat at our usual spot and started to eat. I looked back at Bex; she still had that same smile on her face. "What's up with you Bex?"
She pursed her lips and thought a moment, as if contemplating to tell us something or not. "I've been talking to Grant," she finally said, letting us in on her not-so-little secret. Grant was one of the boys who spent a semester here at the Gallagher Academy. He and the rest of the boys who came are from the Blackthorne Institute for Boys. No one had ever heard of their secret school before last year, and when they came they completely turned the school upside down.
"How?" Liz asked instantly. I rolled my eyes; she was the genius, how do you think two people keep in touch? I had to admit I was curious though-it's not easy to keep in touch with a spy.
Bex smiled mischievously and pretended to lock her lips and throw and away the key. Now this made me a little bit mad. She wasn't the only one who really started to like one of the Blackthrone Boys. I sighed when I started to think about Zack, I've been thinking about him a lot this summer. Before he left for the Blackthorne Institute, he kissed me, and he also told me that "Someone knows what happened to your dad."
Those words had haunted me until I finally asked my mom what happened to my dad. She said she didn't know but I repeated Zach's words and she told me someday she'll tell me what happened. That was good enough for the moment, but I wasn't going to give up that easily.
Liz whined impatiently, "I've been thinking about Jonas all summer. If you can talk to Grant why haven't I figured out a way to contact Jonas?" She definitely had a point there and we all Bex couldn't keep her secret for too long.
"We've actually been e-mailing each other," she finally said.
"How can you e-mail him if you haven't got an e-mail?" I asked suspiciously. I've been her best friend for a long time and I'm pretty sure I would know if she had an e-mail. Besides, if you're a spy and e-mail is the last thing you want. They're too easy to trace.
"It's on an account I set up on my laptop. My dad made a huge firewall so no one could trace it and I used a fake name when I signed up for it. Easy," she said with a sly smile.
"How did you manage to find Grant? He wouldn't know it was you and he probably wouldn't have an e-mail anyway, right? I mean, we checked for all that stuff last year." Macey asked as confused as the rest of us.
Bex sighed dramatically like this should be completely obvious. "Grant's parents work for M16 too, his parents and my parents know each other. My parents invited his family over for dinner one night in an apartment we were renting. When Grant got there we were both shocked to see each other. My dad agreed to set us up with accounts and firewalls when I told him about the Blackthorne Institute coming to the Academy. I mean, he knew they came and that Grant went there, but he didn't know were friends," she said staring off into space and seeing a different time.
"That's so great!" Liz squeaked when Bex finished. "Do you think you could get Grant to ask Jonas to set up an account?"
Bex's face lit up a little, no doubt imagining what would happen if a few of the Blackthorne Boys had e-mails and so did a couple of Gallagher Girls. "Good idea Liz," Bex said then smiled at me. "I'll tell him to let Zach know too, okay Cam?"
"That's cool," I said shrugging like it was no big thing, but actually this was big. Really big. It would be great to talk to Zach again, sort of. He's either really sweet, or a cocky jerk. Maybe this whole e-mail thing will help me figure him out and if he really does like me.
"I thought you liked him," Liz said with raised eyebrows. Clearly she was thinking I would be bouncing off the walls by now.
"I do, but it's not like I'll never see him again," I said shrugging again, but as soon as I realized what I said I wish had taken it back.
"How do you know you'll see him again?" Bex said studying me carefully. They probably thought that my mom told me something and that I was keeping what ever something that was from them. I wasn't.