Chapter 2

Cammie P.O.V.

I gasped in surprise – that was my mom. The helicopter took off and we were still tied up. "Mom," I shouted, "Do you think you could untie us now?"

I heard three sets of footsteps coming in our direction. My blindfold was taken off, my hands untied. I blinked in the sudden light, then I saw who was standing there and groaned. Mr. Smith, my mom, and... Mr. Solomon. Good job, girls." Said Mr. Solomon, "Though I expected a little more of a fight."

Mr. Solomon was looking straight at me, he was also standing closest to me. "Let me guess," I said to Mr. Solomon, "You got me?"

He nodded, of course he had gotten me, he was the best, the most experienced. The most likely to give me almost no chance at winning, and last the most likely to make a fool out of me. Mom was standing next to Bex and Mr. Smith, next to Macey. I'm guessing Liz got that Bill guy.

"So," I started "Uhh... mom, why did you 'kidnap' us in the middle of the night. I mean at first I figured it was a CoveOps test, but the rest of the class isn't here and Macey and Liz shouldn't be here. Also usually for CoveOps tests like this we don't actually leave."

"Well, Cammie. You're right, it is not a CoveOps test, it kind of was just so we could see how well you would handle it, but... You four girls were chosen to attend the rest of the semester at the Blackthorne Institute for Boys." My mom stated.

"What?!" My friends and I all yelled at the same time.

I took a second to calm myself down, then I asked "What other girls are going?"

"Well," My mom replied "That's kind of why we did the 'middle of the night' thing. We thought that if you knew it would only be the four of you, that you wouldn't want to go."

"Of course, I don't want to go!" I screamed "We would be only four girls at a school with hundreds of boys!"

"Cammie, you are going, and that is final." My mom said in a tone that clearly stated 'end of discussion'.

When we got to Blackthorne, it looked similar to Gallagher. Maybe a little smaller. Once we landed and got off of the helicopter a man came out of the school "Excellent, you girls are her." he said.

He showed us to our room and told us that the boys didn't know yet, and that we needed to come down a little late for breakfast the next morning, so that all the boys knew we were here. I fell asleep almost immediately, I was so tired.

The next morning I woke up to Bex threatening me "Cammie, get up this instant or I will hit you in the head with this pillow."

I know it was only a pillow, but Bex can hit hard. I jumped out of bed to find Mr. Solomon laughing quietly. Bex turned to him and said "Told you, I could get her up."

"Okay, well, I just wanted to wish you guys luck on your first day." He said, now fully recovered from his laughing fit.

He turned to walk away but I stopped him, asking "Mr. Solomon, we didn't bring any clothes, what do we wear?"

"Oh," he said, "I was going to get some of your classmates to pack your clothes, but instead, I let Macey buy you guys clothes when she woke up."

My mouth fell open. Macey was buying my clothes. Macey who thinks skimpy, is wearing a strapless top and short-shorts to a formal event. "What?!" I shouted, "You let Macey buy our clothes? Are you trying to torture me?"

he just shrugged and walked away. A couple minutes later, Macey walked in with 7 bags in each hand. I went to go have my shower and when I walked out there was a cute, purple halter top on the bed. "Great." I said, "Where are the pants?"

"Cammie," Macey replied, talking slowly. "It's called a dress."

I was opening my mouth to argue when Bex said "There's no point, it's 3 against 1, you can't beat all of us."

I knew she was right. I sighed, and put on the micro-mini dress. When I turned around Macey was holding silver ballet flats and a silver necklace, Liz was holding a hairbrush and straightener, and Bex was holding makeup. I took a deep breath and walked towards my three best friends, or my doom. Whichever you prefer.

I was in that chair with Bex doing my makeup and Macey doing my hair – she had taken over for Liz – for 17 minutes when Macey finally said "Okay, we're done. Take a look."

I looked in the mirror, I looked better than I ever had. I was actually... pretty. Bex was beautiful, she was wearing white short-shorts, a green halter and light green flip-flops. Macey looked amazing, as always. She was wearing a black miniskirt, a blue strapless top and black ballet flats. Liz was... well Liz. She had on light wash denim jeans and a pink Hollister shirt, with pink designer all-stars and a white headband.

By the time we were all done getting ready, it was 9:30. Perfect timing. Dr. Steve said to be a little late, to be sure all the boys were there. We agreed that we were probably late enough because breakfast started at 9:00.

As we made our way downstairs, Macey was giving us boy tips. When we got to the doors to the dinning hall, Macey was trying to shove a tube of lip-gloss into my hand. We were talking and laughing as we opened the door. Then we realized that every head was turned in our direction, everyone had stopped eating and talking, everyone was now staring at us.

We walked up to where Dr. Steve was standing as he started talking. That's when I noticed that the guys were, not only staring at Bex and Macey, but at me too. I quickly pushed the thought from my head and started to pay attention to Dr. Steve. "... these four girls will be staying with us for the rest of the semester. Isn't that just excellent?" then he turned to us "Would you like to introduce yourselves, girls?"

I had a feeling it wasn't really a question so I walked up to the podium, my friend followed. "Hi, I'm Cammie Morgan." Most of the boy's eyes went wide, a few gasped. "I'm a sophomore and my mission name is Chameleon, I'm a pavement artist."

Then Bex went, next Macey and finally Liz. "I'm Liz Sutton. I'm also a sophomore and I was on the Research and Development track at Gallagher."

When we were done, we went and sat down at an empty table. About two dozen boys followed us, all begging to be our guides. We tried to ignore them but that didn't work. Instead I said "I think I can find my way around without a guide."

Macey, Bex and Liz all quickly agreed with me. These guys were like golden retrievers. We had to use every coutersurveillance technic we knew just to get away from all of them. Well almost all of them.