Yes! I updated. I will be updating more often, and as an apology for taking so long to update, you get an extra long chapter.
Chapter 4
I woke up the next morning and went into the bathroom connected to my room. Thanks to Joe, I got my own room, I love my life (except for when I am #1 on an enemy's hit list, which is every day). I went to my closet and put on black skinny jeans with a black tank top. I did my makeup the same as yesterday and zipped up my combat boots before walking out. I chose to sleep in and purposely be late to my first class, Co-Ops, with Joe. I came to the elevator and went down into sub-level 2. As I got to the door, I heard Joe talking about how any tardiness will result in being kicked out.
"Now where's the fun in that Joey?" I asked as I opened the door. Everyone gasped and turned to the doorway only to find I wasn't there. "So where do I sit?" I said from the front of the room, behind Joe.
"Have a seat by Ms. Baxter, Ms. Morgan," Joe said once everyone had gasped again, or fainted as one girl did.
"Since when have you called me Ms. Morgan?" I asked wrinkling my nose to show my disgust.
"Since you came to this school," Mr. Solomon replied. "And please be on time tomorrow."
"What's in it for me?" I challenged as I put my boots on my desk. "If I had my way, I'd be in Bangkok right now."
"Tuesday, April 17," he replied knowing I would understand. That was my first actual one-on-one lesson that he taught me, seeing as he actually knew about this lesson.
"Deal. Seven o clock. Don't be late," I warned while I could see the rest of the class trying to understand what we meant.
I was surprised when Joe started talking about brush passes. Seriously, I've been doing them since I could walk, which was way earlier than normal babies. The expectations for these schools are so low. I instead dozed off not paying attention until the bell rang. I waited until everyone had left before going up to Joe. I knew that there were some people outside the door trying to listen so I started talking in Latin, a language no one here knows.
"What kind of class was that? Seriously, brush passes?" I asked.
"Well unlike you, not everyone is that smart Cam. After all, you are the number one spy in the CIA," Joe said.
"Too true."
"By the way, when are you going to tell everyone that you're the Chameleon?"
"Do I have to? I mean I enjoy making everyone else suffer when they want to know something."
"Just think about it. And make sure you run the plan by me first, no more surprises," Joe said with a shudder as I laughed remembering the first time I surprised him.
Flashback
It was Halloween and insisted that I wanted to be a ninja. My mom had just gotten me a ninja costume that would fit my little four year old self. I put it on and went trick or treating. When I got back, it was pitch black outside and I said I was going to bed. Once they thought I was asleep, I snuck downstairs and saw Joe eating a piece of candy from my bucket. I snuck up behind him, grabbed his hand and judo flipped him over my shoulder onto the living room floor. He was about to attack when he saw it was me. I still remember the shocked expression on his face that slowly started to turn to pride after the shock wore off.
"Never touch my candy again," I said crossing my arms and giving him the Morgan glare, from which he started to shrink back. Then I took my candy bucket and went back up to my room to go to bed. Since then, I've been surprising him since, especially when I do something amazing for the first time.
End Flashback
After hugging him goodbye, I gave him a hug and slipped out of the room. Right before I went into a secret passageway I heard Bex ask "Where did Cammie go?"
I spent the rest of the morning wandering around the school until lunch came. I walked in and saw a bunch of teachers there that I hadn't seen this morning. I walked up to them and said hi and how I missed them and how it was good to be back. I saw a lot of boys and girls giving me weird looks as I did this but I ignored them. I was about to sit next to Joe but he just looked at me.
"I am not going over there," I said giving him a pointed look when I got his message.
"Cam you are here to make friends with them. Now go," my dad ordered.
I grumbled and stalked off to a table with seven people at it, leaving me with the only seat left in the room. When I got over there I sat down and started eating.
"Hi, I'm Liz," said the petite girl with blond hair. "That's Bex, Macey, Zach, Grant, Jonas, and Nick," she said pointing at a girl that look like an Egyptian goddess, a girl with jet black hair and a diamond stud in her nose, a boy with black hair and intensely green eyes, a boy that looked like a Greek god, a nerdy looking boy with glasses, and a boy that looked like he was about to fall asleep. I already knew who everyone was but I did a double take when I saw Zach, there was something familiar about his eyes that gave me a bad feeling. Then it hit me, Catherine Goode, leader of the Circle and the woman that has haunted me for the past five years since she captured me. I remember her mentioning she had a son briefly when she was in the middle of torturing me.
"Um. Are you ok?" Grant asked. It was then that I realized my eyes had turned cold and my face looked like I was about to murder someone.
"Fine," I managed to choke out before I stood up and stormed away from the table not caring that people had been watching me the whole time.
Zach's Point of view
I knew the moment Cam looked at me she realized who I was and that she knew my mother. Her eyes filled with a cold hard stare and she looked like she was about to kill me.
"Um. Are you ok?" I heard Grant ask her.
She managed to choke out a fine before she got up and stormed away with everyone watching. The minute she was out of the hall, everyone's eyes shifted back to me where they tried to figure out how I managed to get on her bad side already. So before we go any farther, let me make it clear that I am NOT my mother and I hate her. I just don't know how I'm going to prove that to Cam. I saw Headmaster Morgan, Headmistress Morgan, and Mr. Solomon all looking at me trying to tell me not to worry that there might be a crazy girl that may or may not be trying to kill me. When we got back to the room, I turned to Jonas.
"I want to know everything about Cammie Morgan, from her favorite food, to what language she is the most fluent in." He instantly turned to his computer and started searching. Five minutes later, there was a knock at the door and Bex, Macey, and Liz stood there.
"We heard you talking with Jonas and we want to help," Macey said as they walked in.
Three hours later…
"Uh Zach." Jonas said. "We might have a small issue."
"And what would that be?" I asked standing up as we all went over to where Jonas was sitting at his desk.
"Cammie Morgan is a ghost… or as much of one as you can be."
"What? That can't be right."
"There is nothing on her after her sixth birthday," Jonas said as we all looked at the screen wondering how could there be pretty much nothing about her.
"Weren't you ever told it's rude to spy on someone?" a voice from the doorway said.
It was Cammie.
