I am soooo sorry that I didn't update sooner. I got banned from fanfiction for a week and I didn't have time to type another chapter.

I really hope this makes up for it! ;D

Cammie's POV-

Sp- Sp- spy? Zach smirked at me while Grant was standing there looking very confused.

"Hold on, lemme' get this straight. You didn't tell her?" Grant exclaimed, looking at Zach.

Zach smirked. "Nope." He said, popping the 'p' at the end. I glared at him.

"And I actually FELL for it!" I muttered as I walked back to Gallagher. Bex trailed behind me, laughing quietly. When Bex got held behind by one of our teachers, I quickly slipped into one of my favorite passageways. I had a little bean bag there which I collapsed in, shaking my head. I heard a creak and quickly blended in with the shadows.

"Gallagher Girl? I know you're in here." Zach? What was he doing here? I snuck up behind him but he turned around before I could scare him.

He smirked. Of course. Out of all the things to do, he smirks. "What are you doing here Zachary?" I sighed and turned around before he answered my question. I was about to slip out again when he caught me by surprise. He grabbed my hand and spun me around. And leaned forward. And kissed me.

Three questions went through my mind that very moment:

1. Why was Zachary Goode kissing me?

2. Why wasn't I kneeing him *where it really counts* and running?"

and most importantly,

3. Why was I kissing him back?

I was going to end the chapter here but I promised a longer chapter.

So happy reading! ;D

When he pulled back, he was smirking. Okay, that really did it. I pushed him against the wall hard and left the passageway. I went into my suite and found Macey flipping through a Vogue magazine on her bed. I slammed the door, went over to my pillow, stuffed my head in it, and screamed. Loud. Macey barely glanced up.

"Zach kiss you?" I cussed his name about 34 times in different languages before answering her.

"God dammit' Mace! What do I do? I don't even like him!" i shrieked before screaming into my pillow again. Macey sighed and sat up.

"Talk to him." "I mean don't just go up to him and be like 'i don't like you so don't kiss me' type of thing." She rolled her eyes. "That's so old movie style." I cocked my head to the side so I could see her.

"Then..?" I prodded.

"Let him know that you're not interested in him. In you actions." I nodded and actually flopped onto my bed and closed my eyes. I needed to get rest if I needed to launch mission TZINIIHATLMA tomorrow. (Tell Zach I'm Not Interested In Him And To Leave me Alone). I slept off with my mind peaceful.

And my wonderful peacefulness was disturbed in the morning by Bex yelling, "CAMERON ANNE MORGAN GET OUT OF BED THIS INSTANT OR ELSE I-" I didn't let her finish the threat. I jumped out of bed.

"I'm up! I'm up!" I looked over and saw Bex standing next to me with a bucket of water. That's Bex for you. I groaned and walked into the shower and was out in five minutes and 23 seconds. I quickly put my uniform on and brushed out my hair, tying it into a ponytail before coming out of the bathroom.

Did I ever mention that it's bad news for you to come out of the bathroom with out makeup on in front of Macey McHenery is a very big mistake. I kinda forgot that rule so when I walked out, I was attacked with a hive of angry bees and a tiger. No. Just kidding. But I was attacked with Macey and Bex who were holding things in their arms that I didn't even know we owned.

"Sit." Macey commanded and I flopped down into a chair and waited until Bex and Macey were done playing Barbie doll on me. I glanced in the mirror satisfied. Not too plain, but not something that would make me stand out. Me, Bex, and Macey walked out together towards the Great Hall. Liz had left early so she could turn in her extra-credit she did to Mr. Mocowitz.

I pushed open the doors and grabbed some breakfast. We sat down in our chair and listened to my mom make the morning announcements. I tuned out until I heard something catch my attention.

"-and Blackthorne has had a change of plans. They will be staying for the rest of the school year instead of rest of the semester." I groaned and banged my head on the table. Everyone within' ten feet of me turned to look. I quickly finished my breakfast and slipped out of the Great Hall quietly. Just like the Chameleon I was. I opened up the passageway behind the sword. I spent a lot of time here so I had recently brought in a mini-refrigerator, a bunch of books, 2 bean-bags, and an extra laptop. I plopped down on one of the bean-bags and opened up my laptop. I quickly made my way to the Blackthorne website only to be blocked by a firewall. I groaned and set to work cracking it.

Whoever had put it up was good, but not good enough for Cameron Anne Morgan. I could hear the bell ring, signaling the end of breakfast so I just quickly opened up the website and started to read. I could believe my eyes.

No. That cannot be true.

Zachary Goode cannot have killed my father.

Cliffy! :D hahaha. I won't update until I get 40 reviews!

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