I'm not dead!
Okay, so it's kind of been a long time…I'm sorry! My excuse: I worked on this on pencil and paper, too, to get it just right for my awesome readers (is anyone even reading this? I hope so!) Let's give a shout-out to all my splendid reviewers":
Clarinetto14 (Yay! My first reviewer!)- Well, thanks for calling it amazing!
xjetx-I'M UPDATING I'M UPDATING! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!
cupcakecorruptionxD:Yeah, I'm so not going to tell you that…
cookie-pocky-strawberry-love: You're seeing the next chapter!
Kimberkids: I'm keeping it up!
Spongefiend: , that wasn't Zach calling her name. Liz was trying to jerk her back to reality. 2. Do you really think I'll answer that? It comes in this chapter: yay!
black-feather5914-Thanks! I really wanted it to stand out from different stories! I love being unique!
Liz-Beth520-Look at cupcakecorruptionxD's review answer…
gallaghergirlheart-I will! Now stop screaming at me like that!
.ninja-Look at black-feather5914 review reply…
starchameleon: READ EVERYONE ELSE'S REVIEW REPLIES! Seriously, all of you are saying same things, screaming at me to update! *sob sob *
Disclaimer: As I seem to recall, I promised you an original *wink wink * and funny disclaimer. So here it is!
Macey: Ew! What is that thing hanging off of your head?
Grant: Oh, it's the rights to my favorite person in the whole wide world, Ally Carter.
(Bex rushes in, slaps Grant)
Grant: What was that for?
Bex: Nothing. I just had a feeling you said something stupid.
Me: I do not own!
Zach's POV
It's been two days since I found out I was going to see Cameron Morgan again.
But, then again, who cares?
We've long since been taught that assassins cannot have connections. I drifted off into my memories…
FlashbackI sat on the kitchen chair, only but still half-dreading what I was about to do.
I watched Cammie dash down the stairs, knowing that I had to make this quick.
I had other…stuff to do.
I watched her face cloud over as she took in my expression, and inwardly frowned.
Had I really changed that much?
Probably not.
Cammie could just tell these things about people, especially me.
Good friend.
Good spy.
Whatever.
"Hey."
I struggled from smirking as I recalled the first time I'd used that greeting.
That was so long ago.
We were so young.
So carefree.
So happy.
"Hi, Zach."
Cammie awkwardly smiled.
I was silent.
"So," Cammie babbled. "Long time no-"
This was it.
I had to make this quick…or else.
"Cam."I said, quite coolly.
"I don't think we should be friends anymore."
There.
I walked off, the weight on my heart considerably lighter.
I knew the next time I'd see her, she'd be mad, and hurt.
And we would be enemies.
Okay, okay! I know you were all expecting a continuation of the last chapter, but I really needed to do this! It was essential. Kind of. So, if we hit thirty or more reviews in the next three or four days, I'll continue from chapter one! If we don't…well…then, I'll just do another person's POV on Zach/Cammie and leave you in the cliffy! I like both! So, press that beautiful blue button and guarantee yourself a sentence preview of the continuation of chapter one! (just…you might have to wait a little…)
