CPOV

"Who in the world is Cammie Morgan?" asked Zach.

I smiled at him. "Me."

"But you're Lily Wade."

"No, that was a cover. Originally, supposed to be my cover until I died. I was supposed to BE my cover... Until you guys showed up."

"Cammie... Does your full name happen to be Cameron Ann Morgan?" Joe asked.

"Yeah. It was the few things I remembered. I also have a subconscious memory about having skills. For example, when Bex punched me? I didn't think. If I did, I wouldn't actually know what to do. It's more like my body's been programmed to do these things." I say.

"One more question. Do you like chameleons?" Joe asked.

I looked at him in confusion. What does that have anything to do with this? "Yeah... May I ask why you need to know that?"

"Yeah Mr. Solomon, how's that related?" Jonas asked.

"Well Jonas, spies who've had their memory lost tend to like their code names. I knew a boy whose code name was Caterpillar, and when he lost his memory, he became very interested in caterpillars." Joe said.

"Wait- you mean... SHE'S the Chameleon? You're kidding right Mr. Solomon? I mean, first of all the Chameleon's a boy- everyone knows that. An-" Zach was cut off.

"Are you saying girls can't be good spies?" Bex demands.

"Uh.. No. It's just that boys are wayyyyy better."

Before I can stop myself I'm flipping over my shoulder, punching him, then flipping him again.

"Ooops... Sorry about that... Like I said, my body's been programmed to fight. Oh, and if boys are better, why did you just get beat by one who has no memory about the spy world whatsoever?" I say.

He's still kind of dazed after the fight, but he managed to mumble, "Sorry, I just didn't expect to be attacked by someone as hot as you. I thought you were just another pretty face."

"Excuse me?! What did you say?" I ask, glaring at him.

"Did I say that out loud? Oh shoot I didn't mean to say that you were hot..."

"So I'm not hot?" (That rhymes!)

"No! I mean, of course you are, wait no I-"

"Shut up."

"'Kay."

*Cough* "Whipped!" *Cough*

Guess who said that? Yup, Grant.

"Shut it man I'm definitely not!" Zach shouted, blushing red. Huh, he's kinda cute when he's embarrassed... Wait what?

I roll my eyes at them. "I'm sorry, but I believe I may have a chance to find my family and we're talking about this?"

"Yup." chorused all the boys. (And there was a lot of them, trust me, there were like 23 of them)

Joe let out a small chuckle. "Okay. Well Cammie, I think it's time you met your mom."

"What about my dad?"

"Well if you're who I think you are... He's MIA.


Ha ha! That's it! Well no it isn't, that would be wayyyy too short a chapter


ZPOV

She's hot. It's too bad she's probably a slut. Not to be mean or anything, but she's dressed like one. Anyways, she's coming back with us to Blackthorne. The other girls.. They're going back to where ever they came from. I mean we just met today. But even so, I became friends with a couple of them on the mission. They wouldn't tell me who and where they came from though...

Cammie and Macey traded suitcases. Apparently Cammie doesn't like her look. Maybe she isn't a slut. Macey had been forced to bring regular clothes, so now they were both happy.

We got onto the van, and I plopped myself besides Cammie before anyone else could. She looks a bit surprised though...

"Hey." I say.

"Oh! Hi Zach."

"You remembered my name?"

"Well it's kind of hard to forget a smirking idiot."

"Aww but girls love my smirk!"

"...Are you serious?"

"Dead serious."

"Whatever, I need to sleep." She leaned back into her chair, and closed her eyes. I can't stop staring at her. She looks so peaceful, like a perfect angel in her sleep. Her blond hair gently framing her face, her eyes, her soft lips- WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?! This has never happened to me before... Not for any girl.

"Zach?" She murmurs.

I didn't realize she was still awake.

"Yes?"

"Stop staring at me."

I smirked as she opens her eyes. "What? Don't like the attention?"

"Nope."

"Then you probably shouldn't of chosen the stage as a cover." She says looking me in the eyes. Unfortunately, I can't seem to look at them, and I look down, only to look up quickly when I realize all I can see when I look down is her chest.

"Yeah? Well you should stop staring at a girls chest. One day you'll get slapped." she stops, and grins. "That day is today." Then she slaps me!

"Well, even though this flirting is cute and all, we need to get off now." Grant put in.

"I WASN'T FLIRTING!" Cammie and I cried at the exact same time.

"Sure..." Grant shakes his head and walks away.

"Miss. Morgan, you will be staying at a school full of boys until your mother can come see you. Do you think you can take care of yourself?" Mr. Solomon asks.

"Of course. And call me Cammie please." says Cammie.

I didn't even think about the other boys. I start to panic. What if the boys start flirting with Cammie? What if she flirts back? Why do I even care? But I do... For whatever reason, I don't want the other boys staring at her toned legs, her hair that falls on her back like a waterfall, and her amazing hourglass figure.

(A/N: I'm not saying that if you don't have these, you're ugly. It's just that in our modern day society, this is what everyone seems to think "perfect" is. Sorry if I offended anyone!)

I don't want anyone to be by her side...but me. Man- what's happening to me? I sound like a girl for crying out loud! But the worst part is, I'm not sure I completely hate the new me.