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A/N: Happy 4th of July!!! Yay!!

"Okay when we split up can we please talk to them?" Grant whined next to me as we rode an escalator down to the Metro.

I contemplated it in my head. Well it would be fun to mess with the legendary Cameron Morgan. My dad and her dad were friends. Before my dad went MIA he used to tell me stories about his best friend's little girl. Of course, observant me never guessed that there would be a school where they train girl spies.

The thought just never occurred to me, go figure.

"Fine but don't do anything stupid." I mumbled and clasped a hand over Grant's mouth to restrain his whoop of joy.

Cammie and Bex expertly merged into a group of tourist girls wearing almost the same uniform as them. I saw two girls look back and giggle. "Grant," I said and he got the message to look inconspicuous. Cammie and Bex turned around, looked at us, and snickered. Oh, are we just too ordinary for you? Guess again, Gallagher Girls. And your record says you like ordinary boys so don't think I'm not onto you.

Except Cammie didn't look like a girl interested in a boyfriend right now. Right then when Bex yelled "Let's catch it!" she looked like a girl on a mission.

Bex and Cammie split up. Cammie stayed in the shadows to make sure Bex wasn't being followed but obviously she didn't mind Grant going up to flirt with her friend.

Huh, did she forget there were two boys she snickered at?

Well, I better make sure I give you something to remember, Chameleon.

I could tell she was planning on going up by using the elevator so I beat her to pressing the button.

"Hey." I said.

"Hi." She said while pushing the button again.

That's not gonna make the elevator come faster, you know.

The elevator arrived and she got in, she looked back at me out of the corner of her eye and I think I saw disappointment and annoyance flash in her eyes as she took in me getting into the elevator also.

After a couple awkward seconds I decided to break the ice. So I picked a logical thing to ask.

"So, the Guggenheim Academy?" (A/N: oh my god. My Microsoft word says Guggenheim is an actual word… weird huh?) I said as I pointed to the crest on her jacket.

"Gallagher Academy." She corrected me with a stiff voice. What you don't like making small talk? Aw, too bad, because I had to wait two hours for you to arrive and then put up with two more hours of Grant drooling over Bex. I deserve some fun.

"I've never heard of it." I replied.

"Well, it's my school." She said back in a snarky tone. Yeesh, I was just asking a question. Her file never said she hated small talk and/or is extremely rude!

Gallagher girls are always so strict and rigid. It's time I teach at least one the fun of being a spy.

I decided that as much fun as talking about her school for spies was, I was going to ask questions to make her uncomfortable. Well, she is a Chameleon so it will be fun to see how she reacts.

She kept fidgeting. Seriously it was starting to get on my nerves. "You in a hurry or something?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Actually I'm supposed to meet my teacher at the ruby slipper exhibit. I've only got twenty minutes. And if I'm late, he'll kill me."

It took my entire spy training to keep the shock from my face. What was any spy, let alone the famous Cameron Morgan, doing revealing her location? I wasn't even supposed to know where she was meeting.

Part of my, and all my classmate's, mission was to find out where they were heading. I could hear in my comms asking people to repeat the location.

I looked Cammie over again. I thought back to her file- her missing dad and her recent "heartbreak" with Josh and I saw vulnerability. Which isn't good for a spy.

So, gentlemen I am, I ignored my "brother's" pleas. No, I'm not letting anyone (well except myself) gain from Cammie's slip up.

What am I thinking? I can't let a girl get in between my mission and in between my friendship with my brothers. We were a team, and I am not going to let anyone, not even a pretty girl, come between that.

Focus, Zach. You're turning into Grant the Girl. I thought to myself with disgust. Next thing I know I'll be squealing with Grant at all the cute girls we saw today.

Grant is such a girl.

"Because he said 'meet me at the ruby slipper exhibit'." Cammie said, almost as if a question.

I shook my head, smiling. This girl is a true pavement artist but she needs to know not to reveal classified information. I could hear in my comms the boys 'wooting' over her telling them the answer to part of our test.

The girl is good, but she's getting cocky. At least I'm only cocky when I'm right… which is pretty much always.

"No. How do you know you only have twenty minutes left? You're not wearing a watch."

"My friend just told me." She said but I heard Grant mutter "Bex isn't wearing a watch."

"You fidget a lot."

"Sorry." She said with a look like she's looking down on me and thinking why-would-I-care-if-I-bother-you. I-don't-even-know-who-the-hell-you-are. "I have low blood sugar."

She was lying about the low blood sugar but I could tell she was hungry.

Now here comes the fun part. Fun as in see how she reacts to a sweet, normal boy after what happened with Josh.

"Here" I said pulling a bag of M&M's I had gotten earlier out of my pocket. "I ate most of them already."

I don' t know why but I have this protective instinct coming out when I'm around her and she needs something. It's weird. I've never felt anything like it.

She looked surprised and disoriented. "Oh, um… That's okay. Thanks though." She stuttered.

Aw, is the spy afraid of M&M's?

Or… me? I didn't like the feeling of Cammie being afraid of me. I wanted her to like me, even though I met her like two minutes ago.

"Oh, okay." I said, trying to keep the laughter and amusement out of my voice as I put the candy in my back pocket.

The elevator doors came open and we were back on the Mall again. But I wasn't ready for my fun to end. So I decided to risk my mission and follow her, and not in a covert sense.

A/N: Some ppl mentioned that they disagreed with how "my" Zach thinks. Sorry but that's how I think. If you disagree you should write CMH in Zach's view, yourself. I'm serious. I love reading ppl's Zach PoV's.