A.N. Hey everybody! I'm actually trying Grant's POV for this chapter! So REVIEW and tell me what you think about it! And this is actually more of the filler chapter so here we are with Chapter 6!
Chapter 6
Grant's POV
"Grant, help me!" a girl with big brown eyes and light brown hair stared at me. I saw the glint of fear in her eyes and had an urge to give up everything and anything to protect this girl.
I ran to her aid as a masked figure gloomed us. All I could see of the man was the wicked grin come across his face. Suddenly, I felt myself falling to the floor and the girl beside me screaming, but it was like my world was on mute. I could only hear the sound of my heart beating rapidly in my chest.
The man grabbed the girl as she struggled in his grip and, using my lip reading skills, I could tell she was yelling at me for help and simply screaming my name.
The man was pulling her away and I felt my heart beating faster. My stomach was doing flips. Why didn't I see this coming? I should have been more careful.
"I'm sorry," I whispered as I fell into darkness. I saw a small fragment of light streaming into my line of view as I slowly stood on my feet. I looked around to see black flames surrounding me. I felt dizzy and fatigued as I fell to the ground again. Pain surged through my body, paralyzing me to the floor and crying out in pain. The heat from the flames engulfed me.
I saw what looked like an angel with flowing black hair and caramel colored eyes walk towards me and hold out a hand. She tried to tell me something but everything was still on mute and I saw her lips say, "Grant, I'm here," before I fell back to unconsciousness.
I woke up in my bunk and sighed with relief. It was just a nightmare. I looked at the clock on my desk, the only electronic we were allowed to have in our rooms, and it read 3:45 A.M. I was sent to bed after night drills just 45minutes before.
45 minutes of sleep today, not to bad, I thought to myself and ran a hand through my hair to mess it up. I looked at my roommates, Zach Goode, Jonas Anderson, and Nick Carino. They looked dead as they slept in their own cots.
If I were to try and wander around the school right now, Dr. Sanders would beat up tomorrow in F&M. So that was out of the question. If I went back to sleep I would have another nightmare, and this was the third night in a row that I've had that nightmare. I sighed and lied back onto my bed, head propped up with my elbow, and traced patterns on the wall.
All of our cots were on each side of the room. I had the cot that was against the wall with the barred window, so I could see the moonlight streaming into the dark room.
I thought about my adopted parents. They were spies, of course. I didn't know them very well since after my dad died and I was adopted, I was sent straight to Blackthorne.
They told me that I might have distant relatives in Nebraska, but now that I was in the world of assassins and spies, I would never be able to visit them. I honestly couldn't remember anything from my childhood besides being beaten and abused my father. I didn't have any siblings when I was growing up, not even siblings from my adoptive parents. I kept my last name, Newman. The name Jones made me feel like I needed a whip and drive a jeep with a sexy brunette to save the Last Arch or something. Grant Jones. Okay maybe I should have changed my last name, but that's not the point.
I got up from my bed and opened the door a crack so I could see out into the dark gloomy hallway. There were men guarding each exit in this building. Some of the guys say it's to keep up with our cover, some say it's to keep us from escaping, and others say it's to keep the outside world away and unaware of what we do here at Blackthorne.
We were treated like trash. Every night in the early hours of the morning we have Night Drills, sending many kids to the infirmary on a daily basis. Our classes taught us how to kill people swiftly, cautiously, and how to get away unnoticed. We always had to stand at attention; otherwise you'd get punished. Trust me, you don't want to know what the punishment policies are. We wake up every morning at 5AM with at most two hours of sleep. Surprise Inspections can be any time during the day, hence the word surprise.
My cover at this school was the big muscle guy who likes to joke around and count his fingers to say the alphabet. That's right, I play the dumb-jock at this school. You might be wondering why? We're taught to trust no one. Not even your best friends, my brothers, am I allowed to trust completely. Plus, it could give me the advantage of surprise.
I drifted off into my thoughts that I didn't realize it was all ready around 5AM and my friends were waking up.
"Yo, Grant!" Nick said and threw his pillow at me. "Get that weird look off you're face. It's creeping me out!" he said groggily and got up slowly to take a shower.
I nodded my head and sighed, throwing my covers off of me and made my bed. I heard Jonas getting up and slap Zach.
Zach Goode is not a morning person. At all.
"OW OW OW OW! GRAAAAAANT!" Jonas screamed when I was in our closet getting clothes. I ran out with a toothbrush in my mouth and saw a half sleeping-half crazed looking Zach sitting on Jonas with his arm twisted behind him. Zach's eyes had purple bags under them and his hair fell into his face as he looked down with a creepy smile. It reminded me of something but I couldn't remember where.
"Zach, come on man! Picking on the nerds," I teased Jonas and pulled Zach away and he fell to the floor snoring.
Jonas got up and brushed himself off. "That's the last time I try to wake up that crazy animal!" he said and pushed his glasses up.
"Aw, he didn't mean it, Jo. Zach is just…"
"Zach is Goooode!" Zach said from his spot face down on the floor.
I rolled my eyes and screamed, "OMG Sargent Mason!" and Zach jumped up and stood with his hands behind is back.
Jonas laughed and I high-fived Nick who just walked in.
"I hate you all.." Zach said dully when Tyler walked in.
"Hey, guys," he said with a two finger wave and a big smile.
"Hey, Ty," we all mumbled as we were changing and cleaning the room.
"No inspection this morning, Mason told me to tell everybody that we're going off campus today for a test or something," he said and leaned against the door.
"What? We never leave campus during the semester!" Jonas whined and Tyler shrugged.
"Well we are, so get ready," he said. I have a feeling this was going to be a long day.
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"Boys, I don't want to see anyone breathing! Straighten up! Are you slacking, Mr. Charleston? I want these lines to be perfectly straight, not a limb out of place, besides Mr. Valdez," Dr. Sanders said as he walked up and down the cafeteria tables where we all stood, silent, waiting to be dismissed. This happened every morning. Stressful, right?
"Now I want seventh grade through freshman years to clean up every inch of this school. We will be painting the halls a white color, also, to make our guests stay more comfortable. The rest of you, go meet your Cove Ops teacher," he said and dismissed us to eat and get ready.
Who were our guests? Why did we have to make our school look nice for them?
We got up from our seats and walked outside onto the field that was surrounded by an electric fence.
"Boys, put these blindfolds on, we're going for a ride," Mason said and we got into a pale van and rode past the fence, past the place only me and Zach called home.
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GIRLS? Zachary Goode lost to a GIRL? I almost got compromised too, but was even more shocking was to see an unconscious Zach lying on the beach with some sort of patch on his head.
I picked him up, like Mason threatened me to do, over comms and dragged him back to the van.
When I arrived back, Nick was all wet and Tyler was asleep and Jonas was back at Blackthorne doing something techy since he was called in after breakfast this morning.
It wasn't as long of a drive to get back to Blackthorne, but when we did, we went straight outside in our jumpsuits and ran.
Since Zach got compromised we had to run extra miles. Tyler was the only one from his roommates that ran with us. We stopped to drink water when we noticed that no one else was running with us anymore.
"Hey, guys, look what I found!" Tyler said and pulled a branch and it opened a stonewall on the mountain.
"Whoa! Where does it lead to?" Jonas asked. For some reason Mason made him run with us on our punishment run also.
Zach stared at it. "The tunnels…They used to use it during the Cold War," he said and I walked in slowly and cautiously.
"Want to check it out?" I asked and Jonas' eyes widened and Nick grinned.
"No, we can't actually," Tyler said and closed the door. "Cause then we're going to miss whoever is coming tonight."
"Oh yeah, have you guys seen the school? It seems much more perky and happy in the inside. And the whole South Hallway is closed off…" Jonas trailed off and he got a look on his face as if he just realized something.
There were girls everywhere! Okay, only sixteen, and they were sitting at one table in the middle with the eight grade boys practically drooling. Me being the dumb-jock, I put on a cocky grin and strutted into the cafeteria with the guys behind me. I know I'm probably going to be killed by Dr. Sanders for being late but…whatever.
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"Listen, you psycho woman, my name is Grant Newman. My mom died when I was a baby and my dad died in a car accident because he was a drug addict. I was adopted when I was 13 and my adoptive parents never mentioned anything about having a twin sister, only that I might have some distant relatives in Nebraska. I don't know who you are or if you think you mean something to me, because you don't. So don't even talk to me anymore, loser," I said. I was even surprised myself. Something about the girl seemed familiar but I took my cover to a whole new level.
I hated seeing the tears in her eyes but I ignored it and turned around and almost gasped, almost. I saw the three girls, but I only noticed the one with the black hair and familiar caramel eyes. I just walked past her and she glared at me.
I walked with my friends back to our room and fell asleep. Seconds later I was being woken up.
"GET UP MR. NEWMAN OR I WILL FAIL YOU!" I heard and jumped out of my bed to see my brothers standing at attention. Mason left and we got into our jumpsuits.
"Why in the world are we calling Dr. Sanders Steve? " Nick asked as we waited outside. It was the usual, get up, get there on time, and wait for an hour.
"Because the girls are here, duh! Even Grant knows that, right Grant?" Jonas asked and I shrugged.
I wasn't paying attention to them, just spacing out when Zach waved a hand in front of me.
"Why'd you yell at Cammie?" he asked.
"Because she was crazy," Lie. I yelled at her and walked away because she was creepily familiar. I swear I've never met her before but something about her and her beautiful friend with the caramel eyes, looked so familiar. But I couldn't remember.
"What do you know about her?" Zach asked,
"Why do you need to know, Zach? She's the girl that beat you earlier, right?" I asked and he nodded.
"Yep, she's the one," he said staring at the girls who were now walking over to the rest of the sophomore class.
I stifled a laugh as I saw the British Bombshell (the crazy girl's friend, since I don't know her name) with an unconscious Macey McHenry over her shoulder. Somehow she made these ugly uniforms look hot.
Cammie whispered something to British Bombshell and walk away. I saw Tyler and Zach both staring at her and Tyler whispered something and disappear into the trees surrounding us. I swear that guy is like a ghost.
"Hello Grant!" British Bombshell said as Nick took Macey out of her arms and rip off the tape from her mouth, which earned him a kick in the nuts. Haha! Serves him right!
"I'm sorry, I don't know your name," I told her and she smiled brightly.
"Bex Baxter," she said holding out a hand and I shook it.
"Nice to meet you," I said and she laughed lightly. It was like music.
Mason soon arrived and we all started to do some exercises. Bex and I talked the whole time, her British accent thick.
After the Night Drills everyone was walking to the rooms.
"Wow, tonight was pretty easy," Nick said with an eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, isn't that strange…" Zach said darkly and I looked over at him. Just before he looked okay with his smirk but now all of the expression from his face was gone.
"You okay, man?" I asked him and he stopped so we all stopped and turned around.
"No…I need some time to think," he said with a hand on his forehead and walked off.
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Bex laughed at my joke about 'The Guy who went to Malta' and I grinned. She had the prettiest laugh.
We walked into F&M and watched as Cammie and Tyler started to spar. I've been avoiding Cammie lately. I had the nightmare again and immediately recognized the girl as Cammie. So I avoided her at all costs. I had no idea about what it meant and I was constantly racking my brain to figure it out. Nothing.
Tyler pinned Cammie eventually and I heard Mr. Mirome call up Bex and me next. Wait, I don't want to hurt my British Bombshell!
She walked onto the mat, grinning.
"I'll go easy on you, babe," I winked and she giggled.
"Ready, GO!" I heard and I was unconscious.
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"What the hell happened?" I demanded at Zach and he had an equally angry look on his face.
"You were beaten by Bex, get over it," he said. "Just a couple broken ribs, walk it off."
I rolled my eyes at him and walked into the cafeteria.
It was three days after the incident and Bex was giving me the cold shoulder. It was so HOT!
Zach slapped me, "Stop thinking about how hot she is!" he snapped at me and I grinned.
"What, you and Cammie not hitting it off?" I asked, obviously the guy liked her. He had Jonas hack her profile from Gallagher, to no avail, and the CIA. But he seemed so furious this morning.
"I don't like her. Besides, Tyler is going out with her now," he practically growled and I stifled a laugh.
"Hey," Tyler said with his two-fingered wave in our direction.
Zach stiffened and whispered something to Tyler. Tyler just grinned mischievously.
All I could really hear while I played with the eggs on my plate were, "This was supposed to be my job," from Zach and Tyler say something like, "Not anymore!" and then Tyler whispered something so soft I couldn't even lip read it, but it must have been bad because Zach looked like he was ready to have a stroke. Either that or he was just really touchy-feely with his toast.
"Mr. Newman," Sgt. Mason walked up to me. "Stay here after breakfast, I need to talk to you. Don't go to your first class," he said then walked away without another word.
I watched as my friends go so I hid in one of the farther corners that you couldn't see because of the bad lighting down here.
I heard kissing sounds and strained my eyes to see better.
Cammie and Tyler were making out. Well that's disturbing!
"AHEM!" I practically yelled and they jumped and Cammie blushed while Tyler had a look of…confusion? There are two people that never get confused: Zach Goode and Tyler Grazia. They just don't.
"God, Ty, you just can't keep your PDA to yourself?" I asked with a snicker.
"That would be the point of PDA, Grant, And I thought we were alone," he said angrily and my smile got wider.
I walked back over to the tables and sat down across from Cammie. "Shouldn't you be in class?" I asked.
"No, Solomon told me to stay here," she said with a slight blush.
"Oh, shoot, I have to go. Bye Cam!" Tyler said and ran off. He just completely ignored my presence! Psh…I don't care.
"Why aren't you going to class?" she asked. I didn't actually know why Mason wanted to talk to me in the first place so I shrugged and told her he wanted to talk.
She had this uncomfortable look on her face the entire time we talked so I said, "Look, since we have to stay in here together and you're one of my best friend's girl friend, why don't we just start over. Like you're insanity never happened?"
She had an annoyed glint in her eye but I ignored it and we started to talk more. She teased me about my codename, how she found out about it, I don't know. The way she looked when I told her about how I got that codename sent shivers through me. She looked on the verge of breaking down but recovered just as quickly as it came.
I asked her about some advice on Bex, thinking it might be a good idea to ask her to the dance that we weren't supposed to know about until Thursday but Jonas told us about. We were going to be going to Gallagher Academy for some ball.
I started to really like Cammie. Not in that way, but in more of a sister way. Creepy because she just told me that we were twins! But, she must've been high when she was saying that because we definitely aren't related. I even warned her about Tyler because what he said earlier still sounded suspicious in my mind.
"Get up, you two are going to evaluate your classmates while their on a Cove Ops assignment," Mason said and we stood up. We only had one computer room because we weren't allowed to communicate at all with the outside world. But ever since the Gallagher Girls came, Dr. Sanders and Sargent Mason haven't been as strict. Night Drills weren't every night anymore, which was odd. Even our classes were easier than before.
"Well that was weird. Why make us waste a whole day just for that?" I asked Cammie as she pulled her light brown hair into a ponytail.
She denied knowing anything, which I know wasn't true. Cammie was THE Chameleon. She was a legend and I doubt that she knows nothing.
"I know you know something," I told her and gave her a minute to think before she answered.
"Truthfully? Just don't call me a psycho once I tell you then," she said and I winced. I now felt really bad for that. I was being a jerk! Cammie was a really sweet, and pretty girl and she didn't deserve the crap I gave her, so I apologized.
"Well, I overheard Solomon and Mason talking about us last night and they said something about us not being safe. They said we weren't allowed to leave the school for F&M or Cove ops, Weapons, Night Drills, nothing." She said and I was stunned.
"But why us? Why are we not safe?" I managed to ask.
"I don't know."
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After dinner, the four of us sat on our beds in our room, we had some time to kill so Jonas, who was allowed to have one now, was typing away on his computer and Nick, Zach and I talked.
"I want to ask Macey to the dance," Nick said and I laughed.
"You'll chicken out!" I said and he punched me and I pretended to wince.
Zach just sat there staring at the ceiling.
"You okay, man?" I asked and he just blinked. "Whatever."
After a moment of silence Nick said, "I bet you couldn't ask Bex out!" he said.
"I actually could! And I could do it before you ask out Macey!" I told him and there was another silence.
"I dare you to ask her out right now! If you don't and I don't ask Macey by tomorrow afternoon, then you get to beat me up in F&M and I owe you $10 and vice versa," he said and I grinned.
"You're on!" I said leaping out of bed and fixing my hair and stepping out of the room.
Nick and Zach trailed close behind and I knocked on the door to the girls' room.
Bex opened the door and she was in her pajamas….I won't even say it.
I gaped at her and she raised an eyebrow.
"Bex, will you go the dance with me? I WILL WEAR A TUX!" I said and she laughed and kissed my cheek. I made a weird laughing noise that Cammie calls the Dying Santa and shut my mouth.
"Yes!" she said and slammed the door in my face. We heard really loud squeals from inside the room and I gave a grin and turned to Nick.
"Suck it!" I told him and his mouth dropped to the floor as I skipped back to our room.
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Cammie and I had to stay from our classes again, except we were waiting in Mr. Solomon's office. He had an office here? He didn't even teach here officially!
"Grant, could you excuse us? I want to speak to Cammie privately, please," Solomon said and I got out of my chair and stood in the hallway leaning against the wall.
I thought about Cammie and Bex and how they were so closely related to the girls in my dream. I suddenly had an image of Cammie getting hurt and pain flashed through my body at the sight. A I felt longing to come to her rescue but I couldn't.
An image of Cammie being pulled away by a different man appeared in my head. I groaned and put my hands over my face, my head throbbing.
"You'll always be my Granty!" a younger girl smiled up at me with a bandage on her nose.
I slid down the wall, gripping my head as pain rushed throughout my body.
"Promise me you'll always stay with your sister," a man said to me, gripping my shoulders, his eyes caring.
"Dad…" I mumbled and I felt like a wave just hit me.
Cammie was my little sister, my other half. My dad was the caring guy I always looked up too, not an alcoholic. All the memories from my childhood came back to me. I tried to stand up but I felt to dizzy and weak. Me, Grant Morgan, weak!
I felt hot tears burn down my cheeks. I barely ever cried but the pain and the memories were too much.
I heard the office door slam and saw Cammie through my tears. She was the same little girl that I remembered, her nose was demented the last time I saw it though. Her usual smile was a frown and I ran up to her and held her as close as possible.
My little sister that cried when there was a thunderstorm and she came to sleep in my bed when we were little, the one that could beat up any guy that glanced her way just as bad as I could, the one I used to share all of my secrets with, was here with me this whole time and I didn't know until now.
"Grant?" she asked and I almost broke down at her concerned tone that I last heard when I was in the hospital for a broken leg from football in the 5th grade.
I mustered up my voice, careful so it wouldn't crack.
"I remember!"
A.N. So what'd you think of Grant's POV? Sorry to those of you who thought this was a continuation! :p I loooove reviews and would looove it if you reviewed! And just so you know, i stayed up until 1AM finishing this! So, sorry if there were mistakes! Thanks!
~Akira