SATURDAY MORNING

Liz's POV

I wake up to the sound of my audio book re-playing in my head. Yeah I slept in thanks to my best friends but that doesn't matter. At least I memorized one of the book's that's going to be part of finals, even though it's still months away. I look around the room with Bex, Macey, and Cammie still sleeping. I decide not to wake them up, instead I take over the shower to go through my thoughts from early this morning. Jonas isn't a problem, Cammie will find out soon enough. I guess it's only fair if we share each others love life but there's still one thought that's been in the back of mind, even while I slept.

Why can't I have the knowledge of Boys? I remember saying to myself. Yes I am jealous of Macey McHenry because she has knowledge that I don't have. Knowledge that only 45% of the girls in the world know. I am not part of that 45%.

Before I came to Gallagher, I was a normal girl. The girl made fun of for being intelligent. A nerd. A geek. No one wanted me except family, a few acquaintances, and teachers. This means no guys wanted me even though people tell me I'm beautiful. I didn't get the opportunity to socialize with guys and get to know them. Instead I avoided them and kept things to myself. Now that I think back to the past, I partially regret it. Even though my instincts tell me that if I did talk with the guys, I wouldn't be as smart as I am now. They would have brought me down to their level which is level 3.2 according to CIA. I am level 9.8 in my age group according to CIA, therefore I wouldn't be in this building, thinking about this. I would have still been that girl that goes to a civilian school longing to know what's behind the doors to this building of the "snobby" kids.

Bex's POV

I wake up to sound of the shower running while my fingers hunger for the feeling that it gets when I hit a punching bag. That good feeling when I take everything off my mind while hitting things. Macey did make me feel a bit embarrassed when she discovered that I like Grant, then sharing it with Liz. Usually things like that don't bug me because I'm always open about my thoughts. This probably wouldn't be bugging me anymore if Cammie didn't said "Maybe it was personal." so I'll make sure she gets it when we have P&E.

I grab by gym stuff and head to the P&E barn before breakfast starts. I want to clear everything out of my mind before seeing my friends, face to face.

Cammie's POV

I wake up to my roommates pulling my hair saying "Cammie it's time for breakfast!" I guess they made up from last night and Ugh... I think to myself. Do people always have to do something to wake me up? "Ow! That hurts you know!" I say hoping they'll stop, but they don't. "So? It's fun." says Bex, smiling at me and pulling harder. "Macey, they're pulling my hair out! Make them stop! You said so yourself that I need more hairs on my head!" Liz giggles lightly to the sound of me whining as Macey said "So?" "Funny you say that," I say. "You also said that the oil from our fingers damage our hair!" Macey stops almost immediately. Her reaction surprises me but not as much as what some next. "STOP GUYS, YOU'RE DAMAGING HER HAIR!" Liz and Bex let go then stare at Macey who went from Haha-this-is-actually-kinda-fun to I-remember-why-I-don't-do-this-kind-of-fun. I get up and we all burst into laughter. After I brush my teeth, we head down to the Grand Hall for breakfast.

Zach's POV

As I head to the Grand Hall for breakfast, I stop when I hear my name at the end of the hallway. Quickly and quietly, I walk into a passage way Cammie showed me to hear the conversation. I'm such a hypocrite I think to myself as I begin to listen to the conversation.

"He can't stay with M16 for a couple weeks, they just won't allow it." says Joe behind the wall, probably knowing I'm hearing this. "He can't stay with me either because I have to do those things but I'm sure Rachel with let him stay with Squirt for a couple of days." says Abby, my current Cov Ops teacher until Joe get's better. "Maybe..." "Well I'm going to go get breakfast before all the good stuff is gone! See yeah Joe!" says Abby, running to my left on the other side of the wall.

Great I think to myself. What am I suppose to do for winter break? I don't want to hang out with Cammie, well I do but, she's going to visit her grandparents in Nebraska since she didn't see them in the Summer. I don't want to interfere with that. I can't hang out with anyone because they're either going on missions or visiting their families.

After moments of frustration, I decide to head back to my room and eat breakfast there. I can't face anyone when Head Mistress reminds everyone about Winter Break, which is only days away. I'll break into a million pieces when people ask me about my plans. No one except Cammie and Joe have seen that weak side of me, the side where it feels like my interior wall is crumbling down. I can't let the rest of the world see that one part of me.

Once I get back to my room I notice a piece of paper that falls as I open the door. On the paper, there's small words written in the middle. It says "Paris, the city of love and lights" The handwriting is Joe's, he must have delivered it to me when I was thinking between the walls. He knew I would be the next person to open the door of my own room. He knew I would get the idea that's lingering in my mind now. Thanks Joe I say to the doors that have just opened, for me.