DISCLAIMER: I know this chapter is extremely overdue and you're probably ready to tear my hair out, but science and drama was pretty much taking my life over. So don't tear my hair out.

Well this chapter didn't turn out as bad as the last, although I have to admit, my ideas (especially the triplets one) were farfetched. Thanks to my wonderful playlist (anybody want to see it?) and the Notebook (all time favorite movie)!

Enjoy!

Agents, spies, operatives, whatever you call them, it all means the same thing and they all to meet the same criteria. They have to be brave and quick-witted, but not only that they must be willing to lead a life of lies.

Why would they do that?

There are many reasons, but one is because they want to escape their lives and enter another's life, a life such as where you're Tiffany St. James who loves to dance and is completely carefree. The problem with that is that they never know who they are and unless they stop putting on a cover, they'll never really know who they are inside.

Cammie's POV

I raced out of the cafeteria after that mortifying speech. I can never forget the way he was looking at me when I went up at first and then the way he wasn't looking at me when I looked up.

Because another girl had stolen his attention.

I hated the impact he had on me. Though, my embarrassment probably didn't help my emotional state. I hated her for stealing his attention.

Love is irrational I guess. Or rather, like. Because I do not like Zachary Goode, I do not!

Come to think about it, I probably don't even like Zach! Yes, I do not like Zach. I do not. It was probably just shock from the fact that he's flirting to another girl after all these years of him bothering me. Yep, that's it.

I steadied my shaking breath using a popular acting technique and strode in my mother's office. "Long time since I been here." I commented.

Without looking, my mom said, "Indeed Cammie. Come in."

I walked in and asked, "What happened?" I heard the abridged version from her and the unabridged version from Macey, but somehow I knew she was going to give me yet another version. Call it spy intuition.

"Security breach. The security guards weren't even knocked out. They got in, just like that." My mother shook her head. "Me and the teachers are considering the possibilities, but there is one dominant theory, though another theory isn't that far behind."

"Which is…?" This whole incident was confusing. Are they really that good.?

"They knew the secret passages."

I gulped, knowing that I was infamous for using the secret passages, especially the ones that teachers don't even know. "Even the ones you don't know?"

My mother nodded. "They know the insides of this school very well it seems."

I plopped down on the couch and asked, "So we should close all the passageways?"

She shook her head and said, "We have to do even more drastic measures than that. We're going to have to move the entire school elsewhere. Thankfully none of the girls got hurt, but who knows? When they attack again, they might hurt them."

I was stuck on the words 'attack again'. I knew they would attack again, but until then, nobody dared to say it aloud. The reason was as soon it was said, it was reality, not just an unspoken truth in our minds.

Turned out elsewhere was more than one place. In an effort to not attract any attention (and to make it harder for the attackers to infiltrate us), 25 percent of the Gallagher population was heading to another spy school in Russia, another 25 percent was heading to Singapore, and yet another fourth of them were going to Canada and the other 25 percent were heading to Great Britain. I was in the latter group, as well as Liz, Macey, Bex, Zach and Autumn. Bex was extremely excited to be headed to her homeland. As she says, "This is bloody awesome!"

As extra precautions, everybody was taking different flights, no more than 10 of each us on one flight. And we all had covers.

Believe or not, my cover was that I was married to the Espionage History teacher, a handsome guy name Damon Lamines. We were 27-year-olds who married young (and had kids young as well). The only other people that were on the flight were 3 of the smallest seventh-graders, who posed as 7-years-old fraternal triplets.

Frankly it wasn't very hard to pretend I was in love with him. He was somebody who was easy to get along with, and the fact that he was ranked very high on Macey's boy chart certainly didn't worsen the matter.

When I left the plane, I had realized that I didn't have a single thought about Zach since talking to him.

I threw a smile at Damon, silently thinking he was the beginning of a new start- a new life.

When I said new life, I meant it literally. From now on, I was addressed as Avery Manson, newest secretary to Allicart Institution for Gifted Girls (the new alias for Gallagher Academy) - or at least in public and on paper.

As for the school itself, it looked every bit as refined as AIGG was supposed to be. The exterior was brown stucco with ivy vines hanging down, like a storybook picture. Honestly, it was like a mundane castle, with the walls, the fountain with the lady, and the huge wooden doors.

"Mom, seriously?" I asked, cocking my head toward the manor-like place I will be calling home. "This?"

"Certainly fits the image Cammie." Zach said, passing by me and - to my chagrin- Autumn was beside him. I felt chagrined that I was chagrined at that fact.

I glared at him, yelling a little too loudly, "Who was talking to you?"

"Cool it sweetie. Use your anger when we need it." My mom said, intervening.

I stopped glaring at his back and turned back to my mom. "Do you think they could track us here?" I didn't need to explain who they was.

My mom looked on and didn't reply. Her brown eyes were conflicted with several emotions; worry, uncertainty and beneath all that, there was hope. She finally said, "They are good at what they do."

I took that as a yes.

Ahh so new guy in Cammie's life? Maybe hehe. There will be one more character to introduce which will mostly likely be in the next chapter.

On that subject, my next chapter won't be coming anytime soon. I got to study for midterms! Thankfully my worst subjects are the last of my midterms and the easiest tests are the first. =] So I have more time to study, which means my schedule will be less crammed.