Disclaimed.

I froze and sprinted in the general direction of where I'd heard Macey scream. When we reached the top of the staircase, I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight before my eyes. Macey was standing there dripping wet, looking like she was about to murder someone. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the person she was about to murder. He was standing about 10 metres away from her. In his hands was an empty bucket. It seemed that Macey had pushed him into the wall, thereby crashing the grandfather clock. It lay in various different pieces next to him.

I studied the guy standing there. He was about Zach's age, with carelessly messed up golden brown hair (which had probably taken him half an hour this morning). He was… and there was no other way to describe him... hot. He had that rebel-guy look which was incredibly sexy. This guy might even reach Zach's level of hotness. Might.

Zach reappeared from wherever he'd been and came to stand next to me, suitcase-less. "That's Rick, the guy we'll be rooming with." I rolled my eyes at the obvious emphasis.

"Is he like... a rebel or something?" I asked, looking up at Zach. He smirked. I'm going to start counting his smirks from now on.

"Y could say that.." Zach said mischievously. "But you'll have to wait to find out." I raised my eyebrows at him and he just shrugged. According to my internal clock, we only had 4 minutes to get back upstairs, finish packing (in Macey's case) and lug our suitcases back downstairs (mine had obviously been done).

"Macey!" I yelled. She looked up, surprised to find me there. "We need to go." It took a few seconds for Macey to realise what I was saying. Then she ran up the stairs, Rick following. I shot Zach a curious look, referring to the previous conversation. He just cocked an eyebrow and gestured for me to go before him. We set off back to my room, Macey and Rick following us silently.

Solomon glared at us as we appeared in the foyer. "You're late." He reprimanded, his eyes landing on me. "The jet is just about ready. Time to board." He said, gesturing towards the area off grass next to the barn, a disapproving expression on his face.

Upon seeing Solomon's expression, Rick muttered, "Thanks Macey. You just hadto spend a whole minute just looking for your bag. Seriously, it's like, half empty. You could've just stuffed everything into your other suitcase and we could've been 30 seconds early" Macey ignored him, heading up the stairs first.

"Please behave yourself when you get there, Cammie. I don't want you to disappear into any secret passageways." My mom said, appearing next to me.

"Yeah, okay." I said, bowing my head in embarrassment. Zach shot a knowing look at me as Grant and Bex bickered about who was going to take the window seat.

"Don't worry, Ms. Morgan. She won't disappear if I'm around." he reassured her professionally. She nodded, shooting him a small smile.

Solomon cleared his throat and I snapped out of my reverie. "It's time to board the jet." He said. I looked around at my school; my home. The place I'd spent the past few years in. I was going to miss the place.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw some of the guys from the maintenance department loading our suitcases into the luggage compartment. I turned to give my mum a hug, assuring her that I'll be fine. Finally boarding the jet, I picked a window seat so I could have some distraction if the place became too boring. Macey took the seat behind me and I saw Rick slide in next to her. She turned away from him and looked out the window. I couldn't help but smile at his obvious attempts to get her attention. "So… I like your hair," he said nervously. Macey ignored him. I kind of felt sorry for the kid.

Someone slid in next to me, and I turned to find Zach smiling at me. "Look, Cammie," he began. "I'm sorry for the way I acted before. I was out of line."

"It's okay," I whispered, leaning against his shoulder as we prepared for take-off. A sudden thought occurred to me. "Zach." I began in a flirtatious tone. His eyes snapped to me immediately. "You never really told me where Blackthorne is."

"You'll find out soon enough." He smirked. 14 times he's smirked so far and I've only been with him for half an hour at most.

We were cruising comfortably in the air. The seatbelt light had turned off, so everyone was roaming around freely. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Grant raiding the cupboards in the kitchen area before offering Bex a chocolate bar. Her eyes lit up as she accepted it and for the first time in my life, I saw Bex Baxter blush.

I turned to the window, watching the clouds go past us. It was sunset so the golden light made it more beautiful.

"That's a nice view." Zach observed, looking over my shoulder. The sky was getting darker already. Time really flies when you're in the sky. Maybe it's because you're actually flying.

"How long is it going to take?" I asked him. "It's already been an hour Zach smirked. Fifteen times.

"You'll have to be patient, Gallagher Girl. It's going to be just a little bit longer." He said. Behind me, Macey and Rick were arguing for the hundredth time in what little timeframe we'd had.

"Will you two please shut up?" I asked them loudly. The noise all stopped. Every single pair of eyes turned to me. "It's just, I have the world's worst headache and all this noise isn't helping me." I said.

"Ok, we'll all shut up." Grant said. "You two better stop bickering otherwise I'll pound the shit out of you, ok?" he asked. Bex nodded in agreement.

"Thanks." I said. I laid my head back against the seat and closed my eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet.

Suddenly, we were falling.

(AN: How'd you like it? I tried :( I think it's so bad. I was bored so I decided to write something. It's so noob. ARGHH! Review if you like it ;) Oh and thanks for those awesome reviews! I love your work too!)

18/12/12: It's been edited. Sorry.