Chapter Two:
Ripped to Shreds- or at least, I tried…
As I sat in the passageway, I thought. The two were disgusting! Macey was my friend! The bitch! I didn't deserve this!
Zach promised me that he would never hurt me! I snorted quietly to myself. As if. They would pay for this- I would make them.
I was done being the sniffly push-over! I was NOT going to sit here like some kind of prepubescent idiot!
No. I am going to go out there and I am going to show them what they get for playing Cameron Ann Morgan.
I wandered the halls, my face murderous. I heard the sounds of a rather… enthusiastic couple. Taking a wild guess, I stepped into the passageway.
This was our spot- Zach's and mine. He brought her here. They were here together. My ex-friend and my ex-boyfriend. Both were in varying states of undress.
Without pausing, I made my way swiftly to them and grabbed Zach by the ear painfully- he had been pushing her against the wall. They both looked momentarily dumbfounded before they noticed me there. Zach's eyes were glazed over, as if he were high. Yeah, high off of Macey I thought to myself, disgusted with the two.
"Cam!" Macey exclaimed, adjusting the skirt of her ridiculously short dress. Zach just stood there silently, eyes glassy- empty.
"No, you can't call me that anymore, Macey McHenry. It's Cameron to you." Her eyes were wide as she looked at me, eyebrows furrowed. She looked confused.
"What? You hate that name-" she started to say.
"Yes and I also happen to hate you." She flinched.
"You don't mean that- we're friends."
Oh hell no! She did not just say that!
"Really? Well, let me enlighten you of something, Macey. 'Friends' don't fool around with their 'friend's' boyfriend."
"Well, it wasn't like he was all that unwilling," she snapped back. Ok, that's it!
Fuelled by hatred and anger, I lunged at her like a panther after her prey. I punched and scratched and caused as much pain as I physically could. She deserved this.
She didn't even get one decent hit in on me. How'd she get in this school again? Oh yeah- she's a descendent. Cheap entry, if you ask me. Better question, how'd she graduate? Well, she did fail P&E…
Suddenly, I feel large hands pulling me off. At first, I thought Zach finally grew a pen- you know… but then I could tell it was Solomon. Zach wasn't that tall and the smell of hair gel wasn't there.
"Cammie, stop, that's enough," he said soothingly as he pulled me away from Macey. She was about to fall unconscious. Good. I looked onto her face with satisfaction. Her face was completely free of makeup now. You know, Macey isn't that pretty without that crap on her face. Anyway, instead of makeup, she now had bruises and cuts, a busted lip, and two nasty black eyes.
Happy with my work, I stopped struggling and stepped away from Joe.
"You know you're going to get into some trouble for this, right?" he asked me. I nodded.
"It was worth it."
So there I sat in my mom's office as she looked at me with a fake look of disappointment as she gave me a speech about not beating "innocent" girls and how I could be in serious trouble if Macey were to press charges against me. I was just glad I put her in the hospital.
I rolled my eyes. "Mom." She looked at me and I raised an eyebrow.
Her lips twitched. "…However, as your mother, I say… good job."
I smiled at her and she hugged me. However, on the inside, I was a mess. All in one stupid day, I had lost one of my best friends, my boyfriend who I thought I loved, and my dignity- if not from other people, from myself. I was weak in my eyes- I had let them break me, even if just a little.
I had trusted untrustworthy people.
I had poured my heart out to the heartless.
I had showed every loving emotion to a guy and he repaid me by taking those delicate emotions and crushing them in one simple act. Or, to be precise, several acts over an unknown amount of time…
He did the same as he did my emotions as he did to me. Not literally, though.
He had acted like he cared long enough for me to believe and return the feelings that turned out to be counterfeit in the first place.
Then he took advantage of me.
I swore that night that I would never trust a guy with my heart ever again. Not like that.
That night I decided to try to run from all of the pain. All of the anger.
I tried to run from emotions and it didn't work.
That never works.
***THREE YEARS LATER***
(Age: 21)
As I thought about that night, I sighed and rolled my eyes.
In one way, that night was the worst of my life.
In another, it was a huge favor.
Love is a distraction. No, not the family love, the boyfriend/ girlfriend kissy- kissy love. I had been distracted, but that night was my wake- up call.
Being the headmistress at Gallagher Academy is... different. In a way, it was like staying in touch with my old life. Well, there's that and the fact that I am now one of the FBI's best and most trusted spies.
I still work with Bex. She's like my bodyguard/ assistant/ partner/ (of course!) best friend. The CoC is still after me. Yeah, still. Bex and I led them off to some small deserted village in Nicaragua. Suckers.
PROs and CONs about being one of the FBI's best spies:
(a list made by agents Morgan and Baxter)
PRO: you get SWEET new gadgets that haven't been released.
CON: sometimes they happen to be a test, so we have to inspect every inch of them first. If we don't… you don't even want to know…
PRO: you get unlimited cash/ money on mission.
CON: the mission pretty much always involves staying on a low- profile, so you can't really blow it on really cool items.
PRO: sometimes, you get paired with a really hot guy to be your partner on a new mission.
CON: sometimes (like now, for instance) they turn out to be that last person you ever wanted to see (in the male gender at least).
I looked at the letter in my hands in utmost horror. To an untrained eye, it looked like a recipe for quiche, (which is how I knew it was from my mother- she thinks her cooking abilities are funny) in actuality, it tells me the worst news I had ever gotten. Ok, it could've been worse, but at the time, it seemed like the end of my life- well, me nonexistent love life, at least.
Yeah, in case you haven't guessed it yet, I have been partnered up for a mission with Zachary Goode. My old sweetheart that cheated on me with one of my best friends at that time RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AND THE WHOLE SCHOOL, PLUS A FEW FBI AGENTS! Pft, not that it really matters... I don't still hold a grudge about that… nope, not one bit.
"Cammie?" a knock sounded at the door, along with the voice of my best friend: Bex Baxter.
"Yeah, Bex? Come in," I sighed, not standing from the rigid perch on my chair in my office- my mom's old office.
Speaking of Mom, she was SUPPOSED to be retired. But, NO, she decided that she would go undercover to watch the progress of the CoC, which (might I add) is what my dad did before he 'disappeared'. Either that or he was... Cammie, shut up about those thoughts, I thought to myself.
Bex opened the door and walked in, snapping me out of my reverie.
"Hey, I heard the news," Bex said, her voice trailing off, knowing that I knew exactly what she was talking about. I just nodded and pursed my lips, thinking of how I was to cope during this mission. "If it makes you feel better, they're letting me, Jonas, and Liz help out," she said, looking at me cautiously, as I was about to explode at any moment, as if I were a bomb.
"Any news about my mom or Joe?" I asked her, hastily changing the subject.
"No, and don't change the subject," Bex snapped at me. "Now, if you are done moping around, I would like to tell you my devious plan..." I raised my eyebrows at her- and her almost frightening expression. She motioned me forward with her finger and I leaned in, smiling as she began telling me her idea.
It's official, Rebecca Baxter is the biggest genius I have ever met. Well, in some ways… In her own special Bex-way.
THERE IT IS! The second chapter of the edited version of After School and all That Jazz. Changes are definitely occurring now! PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!
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