Worship me for I am God.

Well, not really, but you get my point.

I am actually updating a story semi-regularly! Hooray! My other Gallagher Girl stories are not on hiatus, just CFWP and Genevieve's Lie.

Here is the song Loser Like Me by the Cast of Glee (and it is actually a real Glee song, not just a cover of a different mind-blowing song). I just couldn't write anything about while she was gone on her mission, but here is the afterward. There will probably be more, just not maybe as connected as these have been


Yeah, you may think that I'm a zero

But, hey, everyone you wanna be
Probably started off like me
You may say that I'm a freak show (I don't care)

I walked into the CIA, humming along to my iPod. The suit-clad agents kept wrinkling their noses at my attire of my favorite blue three-quarter sleeve t-shirt with black jeans and blue Converse high tops. One woman was walking in the same direction as I was and gave me a nasty look when I bypassed the security checkpoint.

But, hey, give me just a little time
I bet you're gonna change your mind

But I smiled at her. She was shocked at my optimism and was almost blown off her feet when Mr. Solomon grasped my shoulders and gave me a hug.

"How's Zach doing?" he asked, before putting his hands up. "Wait, we can talk later, the Director wants you."

All of the dirt you've been throwin' my way
It ain't so hard to take, that's right
'Cause I know o
ne day you'll be screamin' my name
And I'll just look away, that's right

Mr. Solomon motioned to the woman and whispered something in her ear before he was swept up in the growing tide of people.

She turned to me and spat, "Well, oh special one, Joe wants me to escort you. Now just follow me, I don't want to be associated with an 18-year-old brat who is only here because she has connections.

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the words you got and knock me down
Baby, I don't care
Keep it up, I'm tunin' up to fade you out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me

"Actually I'm here because I am going to go on a mission. I went on a mission on my own when I was 17, and I took down the Circle of Cavan, with the help of my best friend Macey." I grinned at her. It was fun to make this woman angry because she got so riled up. "The director said something about needing someone who had my level of experience who wasn't thirty to do a job. I wonder if I'm going in alone on this one." I skipped a little bit and took an ear bud out.

Push me up against the locker
And hey, all I do is
shake itoff
I'll get you back when I'm your boss
I'm not thinkin' 'bout you haters
'Cause hey, I could be a superstar
I'll see you when you wash my
car

The woman sneered and led me into a small office, where she slammed the door behind me and tried to punch my nose. I grabbed her fist easily and grinned. "Now we wouldn't like for you to get in trouble for ruining the director's new meat, would we?" And then I continued on my way out of the office toward the director's.

All of the dirt you've been throwin' my way
It ain't so hard to take, that's right
'Cause I know one day you'll be screamin' my name
And I'll just look away, that's right

"Wait!" she yelled after me. "You can't find the office on your own the first time you come here!" she panted as she caught up to me.

"Oh but it isn't my first time. My first time was when I was 15." I walked away, this time leaving her in my dust.

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the words you got and knock me down
Baby, I don't care
Keep it up, I'm tunin' up to fade you out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me
A loser like me

Many others stared at me, some crinkling their noses. Others looked at me with wonder, as if they had never seen anyone so carefree. Still others glared, recognizing me from a mission or another to defeat the Circle that I intercepted and plotted to stop.

Hey, you, over there
Keep the L up-up in
the air
Hey, you, over there

I smiled at these people, sometimes stopping to talk to them. Our conversations went something like this:

"So, Jamie, have you gone on anyone missions since that one that didn't quite work out?"

"No, Morgan."

And then they all began avoiding me.

Keep the L up, 'cause I don't care
.com
You can throw your sticks, and you can throw your stones
Like a rocket, just watch me go
Yeah, l-o-s-e-r
I can only be who I are

I walked into the director's office, giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Ahhh, Cameron, mocking our workers, are you?" he shook his head and started laughing with me.

"Yes, they hate me quite thoroughly now!" I beamed and swung my arms around before settling on the sleek purple chair in front of his desk.

"Will you ever grow up?" asked his secretary, glaring at my muddy Converse stains in the carpeting.

"Nope!" I flashed a grin before settling down to receive my assignment.

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the words you got and knock me down
Baby, I don't care
Keep it up, I'm tunin' up to fade you out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me
A loser like me

After the explanation, the Director led me into the side office, where there was a PA system. I turned it on and spoke slowly:

Just go ahead and hate on me and run your mouth
So everyone can hear
Hit me with the words you got and knock me down
Baby, I don't care
Keep it up, I'm tunin' up to fade you out
You wanna be
You wanna be
A loser like me (A loser like me)
A loser like me (A loser like me)
A loser like me

"You may think I'm a loser and an outcast, but really, I am way more than that. I am Matthew and Rachel Morgan, stepdaughter to Joseph Solomon, and fiancé of Zachary Goode. I am me. I am a gigantic babbler and over thinker, but I also am the Chameleon. I also am your worst enemy or best friend. So leave Cameron Ann Morgan alone, or you will be dealing with all of the above-mentioned people, along with Macey McHenry, Rebecca Baxter, and Elizabeth Sutton. Peace out and have a good night! Oh wait; this is nine o'clock in the morning. I meant have a good day!"