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"I knew we would." I replied.
Well, yeah obviously, I was sat under Mr Solomon's desk whilst he was making the phone call.
"Been asking about me?" I added on.
His cheeks tinged red for a moment, but he immediately composed himself. "Ooh? Interested are we Gallagher girl? There's not many that can resist the Goode charm" He smirked.
Pah!
I bet he's never seen another girl in his life, besides his mom.
"Zach, your mother telling you that you're her beautiful baby boy doesn't count I'm afraid…"
The smug grin fell off his face.
"Chance would be a fine thing." He muttered and stalked off.
Before I could ponder anymore a shout came from near the school gates.
"Sexy Bexy!" Grant shouted.
"Grantypoo!" She replied.
They started to run towards each other. It was like Baywatch, but without the red cossie.
(Well, for her, I don't know what he's wearing under that jacket…)
Seriously, Grantypoo? What the actual hell? What has this boy done to my Bex? Butt kicking, salami hating Bex! Where has she gone?
Shaking my head I walked towards the gates with Macey and Liz. "He's drugged her, he must have?" Macey said. I laughed. "I certainly hope so, if not, aliens have definitely invaded."
"I just hope they come in peace." Liz added.
I rolled my eyes and sauntered over to Mr Solomon. "So, brought your IPod Mr S?" I grinned.
"Hey, you may have caught me listening to a bit of Peter A, but I'm still one of the top spies in the country Miss Morgan!" He grinned back.
"Remember, no mention of it here, I have a reputation to uphold!"
I laughed.
"Well I certainly won't say anything, and as for Bex… well, you needn't be worrying about her. I think the only thing on her mind right now is how to wheedle a seat next to Grant at tea."
Liz and Macey walked over to me and Mr Solomon left to... Round up the troops.
(Get the boys to shut up and let us in.)
The driveway was long and covered in gravel; I lost count of the amount of times I tripped on random stones on my way up to the main building.
I managed to lose Macey and Liz (where the heck Bex was, I don't know) in the crowd and ended up walking with some guy called Nick.
He was funny, but a little vague.
Mysterious Nick.
I think it fits.
He didn't really say much, but what I did find out was that he had the hots for a certain Macey McHenry. They'd make a very attractive couple too. Both so tall and dark haired. I had a feeling he could be a little vain as well.
Yup, a match made in heaven.
When we reached the door, a high pitched shrill alarm started ringing.
I looked at Nick.
"It means we have to go to the dining hall - probably to announce your arrival." He said.
Ah.
I followed him to the dining hall and well, there are only a couple of things I could say about it.
One being: Woah.
It was practically three times the size of ours.
Breakfast was obviously serious business here.
"Ladies, boys… "I heard a quiet voice try and shush us all.
Needless to say, it didn't work.
"Ladies…"
Mr Solomon walked in.
"OI YOU LOT SHUT IT."
The room felt silent.
"Right, as you know a transfer is going on here. These are the girls from Gallagher Academy for exceptional young women-"
a few boys sniggered at this… so we glared at them.
" – As you may know. Both schools know me from CoveOps and for the fact that I'm genuinely awesome. Now I want all the boys to sit down, and girls introduce yourselves one by one."
After this he took a seat down next to the guy who was originally trying to quieten the room. Dr Steve.
Everyone introduced themselves and Macey and Bex got a couple of wolf whistles.
(I looked to the crowd of boys when this happened and tried to spot Grant and mysterious Nick… They were both glaring at the whistlers. Possessive much?)
"Right girls."
Dr Steve announced, now that everyone was listening.
"Time to pair you with a guide!"
Bex got paired with Grant, much to her delight (and Macey's chagrin…) Liz got paired with a quiet guy called Jonas, who was pretty sweet – they'd run out of chocolate tortes, so he let me have his.
(That's given him a point in my book already.)
Macey and mysterious Nick, and me… and some guy named John.
Or so I thought.
"John? Jonathan Ridley? Does anyone know where Jonathan Ridley is?"
Everyone looked around.
"He's in Bulgaria with his mom and dad." Someone piped up.
Just my luck, I get to the school… and my guide's in Bulgaria.
Great.
"Ohh." Dr Steve said scribbling something out on his clipboard. "Then it's going to have to be… Cameron Morgan and…" He narrowed his eyes at the clipboard. "Zachary Goode."
Oh dear.
An hour later (after tea.)
"So, when do lessons start then?" I asked Zach, in an attempt to make conversation.
He'd been practically silent since I mentioned his mom earlier.
He grunted.
"Y'know Zach, I don't actually speak grunt."
He smiled at that.
"Probably on Monday, after all it is Friday." He answered.
We walked past a dark blue door, before Zach stopped, frowned and pressed his ear to it.
Being a spy, this was nothing out of the ordinary so I took the time to examine him.
Well, he was attractive to say the least. I knew that straight off.
(And casually blurted it out to him as well… Smooth Cammie, real smooth…)
His dark brown almost black hair flopped down into his eyes and curled gently behind his ear. It was messy, like he'd not really tried, but it was messy with a precision.
His eyes glowed emerald, filled with wisdom… and some sort of sadness, which I'm guessing from what he said earlier had something to do with his mom.
He was very tall, compared to me anyway - he was about 6ft 2 and… well, he clearly worked out…
"Enjoying the view?" I looked up, he was smirking.
"Not exactly a work of art, but you'll do."
He grinned. "I'm glad of that."
The door that Zach had his ear to suddenly opened and Zach pulled me to him.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
"I wasn't supposed to be listening to that." He replied.
"Pretend to kiss me?" He said.
"What!?" I replied. "kiss me" he repeated.
I moved my mouth as close to him as I could without actually touching him.
He put his arms around my waist and I shivered.
He looked me in the eye, his clear emerald ones to my own, much plainer brown ones and then closed the space between our lips.
He moved his hands up to my hair, and then broke away.
"Thank God," He said.
"I've been wanting to do that all day."
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