Hey everyone, I'm back! Please don't hurt me for being away for so long. I really am sorry about that. Back in August I went on a trip to Italy and Greece with twenty of my classmates, and that was absolutly amazing! So, that put my writing on hold for a while. Then, when I got back I had mountains of summer homework that I barely conquered before I started school the first week of September. Once I started school my teachers attacked me with homework, and os the only time I have to write is on the weekends, and even then I'm still busy. I know you all don't want excuses, so they will end there.

I spent a lot of time on this chapter and I really hope that you like it. I don't know when my next update will be, but I will try my best so that it won't be another two month wait. to make up fot that this chapter is extra long. (Well to me it's extra long!) Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Nope, sorry. It doesn't belong to me. This all belongs to Ally C.

Chapter 7

I looked up into his emerald green eyes and sighed. He was slowly letting down his cocky façade and his eyes were the doors into his soul. I had traveled such a long distance and I wasn't leaving until I got the answers I wanted, the answers that I needed.

"Zach, can you just answer me this? Why? Why did you do it?" I asked willing my voice to stay strong.

He shook his head and looked toward the ground. Seconds passed until he ran a hand through his hair and raised his eyes to meet mine. He took a deep breath before he began, "Cam, I didn't want to hurt you. I," he took a deep breath, "I had a lapse of judgment-"

"Seemed like more than a lapse to me."

"Cammie, please let me finish," his eyes were pleading with me. "We all make bad decisions in life sometimes, and that was one of them. I know I hurt you; and that wasn't my intention. I don't really know what was. But what I do know was that I acted like an idiot, worse than an idiot. I don't know if you can forgive me. But what I do know is that you deserve to be with a better person than me." He gave me one last look before turning to walk away.

"Zach, wait!" I called after him. "What if I don't want someone better?" I said as I walked so that I was standing right before him. "What if I want you?"

Taking one more step I tilted my head towards his. Finally understanding what I was doing he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned down to me. Our faces were mere inches apart and I closed the distance so that-

"Cammie?" I felt my body being shaken. "Cammie wake up or I'll go get Bex!"

I groaned and rolled over. Why did Liz have to go and wake me up from that dream? It was just getting good too. I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the intense mid-morning sunlight passing through the windows of our fourth floor hotel room. I huffed and walked to the bathroom in order to get ready.

As I began brushing my teeth Bex walked into the room and smiled at me. "Good, you're up."

I mumbled out an unintelligible reply.

"So…" she said drawing out the o's, "How was Zach?"

I gagged on the toothpaste in my mouth. Spitting it out I looked at Bex and tried to pretend that I had no idea what she was talking about. "Bex, how would I know? You were there last night and we all saw how well that went.

"Cammie, honestly, you can't hide the fact that you had a dream about him last night."

"Bex I have no idea what you're talking about."

She rolled her eyes at me, "Cam, you sleep talk. I heard you yell, 'Zach wait!' You can't lie to me" she smirked as the heat crept into my cheeks.

"Oh, wonderful" I replied.

"Yeah, well let's just hope that Liz comes up with a medicine to stop your sleep talking before you tell all of our secrets to the world" she said as she walked down the hall.

"Wait, Bex! What else did you hear?"

She laughed her mocha eyes sparkling, "Don't worry Cam; it was nothing of importance… this time."

With that she walked out of the door. Awesome, I can't believe I sleep talk. I'm a spy; I can't go around lying only to have the truth uncovered every time that I sleep. I mulled over possible ways to help with my situation while I finished getting ready. I put my wig, contacts and make up from last night back on. I changed into a pair of dark wash jeans and yellow shirt with a cropped jacket over it. I slipped into a pair of black high heels (I officially think that Macey is out to kill me with these shoes) and walked out to the living room. I picked up an apple from the fruit bowl and ate while I waited for everyone else to finish getting ready. Fifteen minutes and forty seven seconds later everyone was sitting in the living room waiting to leave.

"Okay we all went over the plan last night and you know the instructions that Solomon left for us. And remember if there is an emergency mass text 'Party at 8:00' so we can turn our comms on" I began telling everyone as I passed out the car keys. Everyone nodded in response and we grabbed our gear and left.

After checking out of the hotel Macey, Bex, Liz and I all walked over to the Porsche. Bex ran up from behind me and plucked the car keys out f my hands.

She turned around and yelled out, "I'm driving!"

I shook my head and let out an exasperated sigh. "Bex you can't drive. With the way you drive we'll all be dead before we even make in out of the city."

She pouted and said "I'm not that bad a driver Cam."

"Ha. That's the funniest thing that I've ever heard. Do you even remember the time when you were driving in Mr. S's beloved car and as you were turning a corner you sideswiped a mailbox? If Solomon didn't know how to keep his emotions in check I'm pretty sure he would have broken down crying" Macey pointed out.

"Yeah, but that was only one time" Bex said.

Liz scurried up next to me barely managing not to trip over her own feet and began, "But what about that time you were pulling the school car out of the parking spot at the mall? You scraped the side of a BMW and then wrote the number they should call in red lipstick on their windshield because you didn't have paper and a pen."

"But-"

I interrupted her before she could continue, "Need I remind you about that time-"

"Fine I get it!" She cut me off before I could finish my sentence. "You all think I suck at driving. I guess Cammie can drive" she threw the keys back and I caught them in one swift motion.

"Thank you" I smirked at her. By then we had made it to where the car was parked. All we had to do now was scan our palm prints into the car. Trying to be inconspicuous, Liz and Macey pretended that they dropped an earring on the ground and scanned their prints into the license plate. Bex and I walked up to the car and popped the hood. While checking the oil we scanned our prints on the engine and waited until a green light appeared. Gently closing the hood I went to the driver's side of the car and Bex got in next to me. I turned the key in the ignition and the car roared to life.

Bex put in the new All American Rejects CD as I pulled out onto the streets of New York City and began heading for the highway. We settled into a comfortable silence, listening to the music and getting lost in our own thoughts.

Three CD's, one coffee break, and an hour spent singing later; we were almost there with an hour left in our journey. It had been a relatively uneventful journey. In fact the entire mission up to this point hadn't involved much action. And of course, as soon as those words passed through my head our luck had to change.

From the rearview mirror I saw Liz's eyes scan out the back window quickly and then look straight ahead. She started twirling her hair between her fingers as she spoke up, "Hey Cam? Do you-"

"Yeah, I see them," I responded before she even finished her sentence. As I used the rearview mirror to scan the road behind the car my eyes once again landed on the black car that was following us. "They've been behind us for a half hour. Every time that I change lanes they do the same. We need to tell everyone else to be on alert."

"Already done," Bex said as she flipped her phone shut. "They should be on comms by now."

"Thanks Bex" I reached up and pushed some hair behind my ears, turning my comm unit on at the same time. "This is Chameleon, is anyone else there?"

I heard a chorus of replies before Tina spoke up, "What's the sitch?"

Bex beat me to the response, "Tina, you honestly have to stop stealing lines from Kim Possible."

All I heard was "Humph" from Tina.

I stifled a laugh as Bex looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Anyways, as I was saying," Bex continued, "We have a little situation. There's a black car, license plate 27KM3B, following us. It's been on our tail for thirty three minutes and twenty seven seconds. We wanted to let everyone know to be on alert. We'll be taking an alternate route to try and shake them off."

"Okay, thanks guys. We'll change up our route a little to shake anyone who might be behind us off. See you there" Anna said. They all then shut their comms units off.

I took a deep breath, "Alright, I'm gonna try and lose them before rerouting our directions"

I stepped on the gas and eased the speed up to seventy five miles an hour. Scanning the mirrors, I changed lanes pulling right in front of a semi-wide trailer. There wasn't enough room for the black car to pull up behind us so they accelerated to match our speed and drove alongside us. I sped up once again so that our car was between two trailers. I felt uneasy about being sandwiched between the two trucks. My field of vision was blocked both in front and behind me, so I had to rely on the brake lights of the two trucks to alert me to the current traffic situation. However, when there was an opening in the right lane I quickly merged and sped off the exit ramp.

Bex looked at me, her eyes wide, "Cam, that was bloody brilliant!"

Liz's voice shook when she spoke, "Yeah, it was brilliant, but let's never do that again."

For the next five minutes I drove in and out of side streets in the small rural town that the exit had led to. "Well, I think we lost them so I'm going to get back onto the highway" and with that I found the on ramp and merged back into traffic.

I was glad we had lost the people in pursuit so quickly and easily. Maybe they weren't following us after all.

"Shit."

"Macey! Language!" Liz scolded in the backseat.

"Jeeze, Liz I'm sorry, but it seemed appropriate seeing as our tails are back" she discreetly pointed her thumb towards the back window and sure enough the car was back.

"Agh!" I let out a frustrated groan. "How did they find us again?"

I heard the furious clicking of keys before Liz spoke, "Uh oh."

"Uh oh? What do you mean 'uh oh'?" Bex asked, her accent getting thicker with each syllable.

"Well, I was using my software to do a scan of the car and it appears that a small tracker was placed on the license plate. The good news is that we're the only car with a tracker on it. The bad news is that unless we remove it the black car will be able to find us anywhere we go."

"Shit."

"Macey!"

"Sorry Liz, I just deemed it a swear-worthy situation."

I decided to butt into their conversation, "Macey, Liz, focus. We need to get rid of the tracker device and lose the tail" I thought for a few minutes before I finally settled on a plan, "Here is what we're gonna do. I'll pull into a rest stop and get gas. Hopefully the tail will follow. While I'm pretending to pump gas, Bex I want you to wash the windshields. First the front, and then when you go to the back discreetly remove the tracker. Liz, you make sure they don't put any more trackers on the car. Does that sound like an alright plan?"

Bex gave me a devious grin, "Sounds awesome"

As soon as the opportunity was open I slowly sped up the car. The trees on either side of the highway blurred together into a wall of green with light hints of reds and yellows as autumn set in. I constantly scanned the road, taking in my surroundings, memorizing each and every detail about the landscape that passed us by.

In a matter of minutes a service station was visible up ahead. I quickly changed lanes with the black car still behind us, trying its best not to look suspicious. I exited the highway and drove into the gas station, pulling up to the pump farthest to the exit. Pulling into the pump opposite us was the black car. We slipped into our covers and prepared ourselves to play the parts.

At the exact same time Macey, Bex and I opened the doors and exited the car. I did a quick scan of my surroundings and planned out any emergency routes. I turned around just as the attendant was walking towards us.

"Hi, I'd like to fill up the tank please. I'll just pay you now though and pump my own gas if that's ok" I said.

The attendant gave me a once over and put his hand up to fix his Boston Red Sox hat before replying, "Yes ma'am, that's fine. That will be forty dollars."

As I began to pull out the money Bex ran over and stopped me. "Wait, I want to wash the windows. They look gross and you know how I hate when there's dirt on the car" she said as she flipped her hair over her shoulder and gave the attendant a dazzling smile.

His eyes momentarily glazed over at the sight of Bex, but soon he shook his head and replied with a lopsided grin, "Don't worry about paying. It will be on me."

"Oh that's so nice of you, thanks" Bex said as she turned up the charm.

"N-no problem" the attendant replied before walking away.

Bex turned on her heel and quickly began washing the windows. I stood at the pump pretending to be getting gas but out of the corner of my eye I could see the other car filling up their tank, and they still had a long way to go. Soon Bex walked to the back window, quickly washed it and gave me a slight nod to alert me that the tracker had been removed. I removed the gas pump, and sat back in the driver's seat. I started the car and peeled out before the other car had a chance to finish pumping their gas. I quickly sped out onto the highway and left the other car behind.

Flying down the highway with the colors and sounds rushing by Bex positioned herself at the open window. She took the tracker and attached it to a launcher. Quickly scanning the road, Bex shot the tracker and had it land on the bumper of a car that was exiting the highway. Everyone in the car let out a sigh of relief. The tracker was out of our hands and hopefully so was the tails. Driving for another half hour I took the car off the road and met up with the rest of the group.

The car purred along the roads as we twisted and turned through the quaint Massachusetts town. Time felt as if it was almost standing still and calmness enveloped everyone and everything; well, everything except for my stomach. My stomach was in knots and butterflies flitted around in its depths, the nerves trying to make their way through the rest of my body. I was nervous to have to work with the Blackthorne Boys, to live with them, and see them in less than ten minutes.

As I try and mentally prepare myself we drive up to the underground garage of one of the largest houses I have ever seen, and that's saying something when you're best friends with Macey McHenry. I look behind me to see the other juniors following behind. As I park we all jump out of the cars.

Walking over to the elevator Liz speaks, "Oh my goodness! This house is going to be huge, and I can't believe we're going to be living with the Blackthorne boys!" This simple statement led to the chatter and squealing of fifteen girls getting ready to face teenage boys.

However, the chatter stopped as we each scanned our palm prints and typed passwords into the side of the elevator. Hearts racing, we all stepped in and got ready for a full body scan.

I looked at Macey, needing to hear some advice, "Mace, what should we expect up there?"

"Well, I may not be able to tell you from the spy perspective, but from the girl perspective, be prepared. Teenage boys equal hormones, and hormones equal unpredictability. We're in for a long ride."

I held my breath for the forty seven second ride to the top. The elevator dinged, the doors opened, and light washed over all of us. We were not expecting what lay beyond the door; we were not expecting complete and total silence. We filed out into the marble counter topped kitchen and did a quick scan of our surroundings.

Seeming worried, Liz asked, "Where is everybody?"

But before anyone could open their mouth to say that they didn't know, her question was answered by cheers coming from down the hall. I beckoned everyone forward and gave Bex a smirk which she returned. We were both excited to have the element of surprise. We made it to the white double door at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath we flung them both open to be met by the shocked and cool stares of fifteen teenage boys.

Grant, Zach, Jonas and Derek stepped forward; they were all subtly getting in fighting position.

Grant, an eyebrow furrowed, opened his mouth, "What the hell? Who are you?"

Bex replied with mock hurt in her voice as, she, Liz, Macey and I stepped forward to mirror their stance. "What? You don't know who we are? I'm really surprised Granty."

They all tried to mask their confusion as we stifled our laughter. I gave everyone the signal and we quickly removed our disguises. Their eyes began to bug out and we gave them cocky grins.

With a hand on her hip and a devious glint in her eyes Bex uttered the words, "Hello boys, we're your new housemates."

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