As I walked up to a rusty old warehouse, I sighed to myself. Way to go the extra mile, Solomon.

"Come on, Cammie," Liz said, being the enthusiastic girl she was. "It'll be fun."

I smiled to myself and replied, "Yeah, it will be." My plan with Chris filled my mind, and confidence was flowing through me.

"Let's get in before my hair gets messed up!" Macey whined, running inside quickly. Bex, Liz, and I giggled as we followed her. As we entered the cafeteria, we scanned the room for the boys.

"There they are," Bex said, smiling at Grant.

As we started to walk towards them, I announced, "I'm going to go get some orange juice." I started to the beverages, but Liz caught me.

"Chris Henson is over there. That's the guy-"

"I know," I smiled at Liz. I looked him up later last night so I could put my plan into action today. She gave me a look of confusion, but decided to ask Macey what I was thinking instead of me.

"She's gonna make Zach jealous," Macey told her, looking bored. I guess none of the guys had caught her attention yet. "It's cute, but-"

I cut her off. "Kay, bye." I walked over to Chris and said cheerfully, "Good morning," as I poured myself a glass of juice.

"Morning," he responded nervously, quickening his routine.

"Umm are you okay?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Yeah, of course," Chris replied, speaking fast. "I just really have to go now." He looked over my shoulder, and I followed his gaze. It led to Zach (who immediately looked away) and I sighed.

"He's not going to anything. Just relax." I smiled, in an effort to calm him down.

Chris just shook his head. "I really doubt that. None of us guys are allowed to even speak to you."

"Allowed? What are you talking about?"

"I believe the exact words were 'If any of you so much as look at Cammie, I swear I'll beat the living shit out of you'. And I don't know about you, but I like my face the way that it is." He did have a nice face. His light brown hair fell over his forehead, just below his eyebrows, which led you to the vibrant blue eyes shimmering under his long, dark lashes. His jaw was clearly defined, and his lips looked inviting. Snap out of it, Cammie I told myself. You like Zach, remember? You shouldn't be looking at another guy's lips and thinking.. I didn't even want to finish that thought.

"He won't do anything," I tried to assure him, but even I didn't believe that.

Chris just raised his eyebrows, as if to say "Really?"

"I guess I'll talk to you later," I said, taking my drink off the table. Chris just nodded quickly and speedily walked to his table. When I reached my own table, I was furious. Zach wouldn't admit that he liked me to his guy friends but he'd tell them to stay away from me? Who does he think he is?

"What's wrong?" Bex asked. "You looked ticked."

I forced a smile and said, "I'm fine." But Bex wasn't buying it. I sighed in defeat, "I'll tell you later." She smiled, clearly satisfied.

"If it makes you feel any better, Zach looks like he's gonna kill someone. I guess your jealousy plan worked." I looked at Zach, who was stabbing his scrambled eggs. I kicked him in the shin, and he stopped murdering his breakfast.

"What?" he hissed. I nudged my head over to the door, silently telling him we need to talk. He just went back to his eggs. I kicked him again, and this time he sighed and got up.

"Be back in a minute, " He mumbled as he walked to the exit. I followed after 6 minutes and 34 seconds.

"What was that?" He yelled.

"Don't yell at me!" I shouted back. "I don't even know what you're talking about!"

"I'm talking about you flirting with that freak Chris!"

"Okay first of all, I was NOT flirting, and sec-"

"Oh really? Then what was all that 'Hi I'm Cammie' crap?" He shouted, pretending to flip his hair and speaking in falsetto when he was mocking me.

"Excuse me?" I gasped. "I didn't even say that. All I said was 'Good morning'. But he was so freaked that you were gonna kill him that he would barely talk to me!"

"Good, he should be scared. I gave him fair warning-"

"So what's your plan, Zach? Make it so I can't go out with you, and in addition, scare all the other guys into not talking to me? Make me miserable from every possible angle?"

"It's not my fault if they're cowards," was all he had to say.

"They're not cowards, Zach! Look at you!" I said, emphasizing what I meant by grabbing his muscular arm. "I'd be worried if they weren't afraid of you." Zach started smirking. "What are you smirking about now?" I asked, exhausted.

"You think I'm pretty," He smiled.

"What?" I asked incredulously.

"Admit it. You think I'm pretty." It took all my restraint not to laugh. But Zach knew that I wouldn't last much longer. He started to tickle me and kept saying "Say it."

"Okay, okay," I giggled breathlessly. "I think you're pretty."

"What was that?" Zach asked, continuing to tickle me. "I couldn't hear you."

"I think you're pretty!" I said as loud as I could. "Now stop tickling me!" Zach finally stopped, and put his hand to his throat.

"I never knew, Gallagher Girl," he gasped, pretending to be surprised.

"Shut up," I giggled, playfully slapping his chest. Zach pulled me into a warm embrace and smiled, gently pulling my face up to kiss me.

It was long, and sweet, just like I'd dreamed it would be. But being me, it didn't last long.

"Ahem," Mr. Solomon said. I began to pull away, but Zach pulled me right back, smiling against my lips. I smiled too, until Mr. Solomon cleared his throat once again. "Ahem," he said, quite louder this time.

Zach finally pulled away, and said in faux innocence, "Oh, I'm sorry sir. I didn't see you there."

"I'm sure," was all Mr. Solomon said. "You two better get back inside. Important announcements are to be made." We both nodded and walked back into the cafeteria, hand in hand. Once people began to stare at our locked palms, I dropped my hand from Zach's. He just went right back and took it again.

"You know people can see us, right?" I asked him.

He just smirked and replied, "You know I'm a spy, right?" I rolled my eyes and sat down. While we were gone, Bex moved over next to Grant, so now Zach and I could sit together. When we were seated, I dropped Zach's hand once again. Zach looked at me again, and I mouthed "Solomon" to him. He nodded and turned to the podium.

"Now, as you can see, this will be your school for the next semester. You will train here. You will live here. You-"

"What happened to the Chambroule' Hotel?" Tina interrupted.

"Ms. Walters, in your career, you will not always be able to stay in fancy hotels. You will have to get a little dirt on your hands."

As Tina kept arguing pointlessly with Mr. Solomon, Zach put his hand on my bare leg.

"You should wear things like this more often," He whispered, running his hand higher up my thigh. I had completely forgotten about the mini skirt Macey had dressed me in this morning. He smirked when he saw my expression. "Cold, Gallagher Girl?" He asked, recognizing the goosebumps that had formed on my legs. "I think I can help with that." He started to run his hands up and down my leg, going from my knee to just below my panties. My breathing became labored, and Zach finally stopped, very satisfied with my response.

"Are you okay, Cammie?" Liz whispered.

"Yeah," I reassured her. "I just need to eat something. You know what lack of food does to me," I smiled.

Liz smiled and handed me an apple.

"Thanks," I smiled in appreciation. I took a bite out of the apple, the crunch being louder than I expected. I looked at the podium and found Mr. Solomon staring at me. I felt my cheeks instantly go red, and I smiled sheepishly in embarrassment. He just sighed and continued.

"Anyways, as I'm sure most of you know, certain relationships have been made. While it is good to have allies, remember they can be your greatest weakness." Mr. Solomon never took his eyes off me when he said this. Do all announcements have to apply to me specifically? I sighed internally. Then Dr. Steve took the stage. He just went on about how 'excellent' it was to have us all here today, and how we'll all have an 'excellent' time together. We were all dismissed soon after.

"So do you want me to give you the grand tour?" Zach offered, showing off his knowledge.

"I think I can manage," I smirked, walking off with my sisters. "See you later, Blackthorne Boy," I sang, waving flirtatiously at him. It was sure to be a great semester.