So, I realized that I hadn't done a Disclaimer in a while, so here goes:
DISCLAIMER: Ally Carter owns Gallagher Girls...And Zach...-sigh- I guess I'll just have to settle for John Smith...Since he's really the only one I own...*Mutters something in Cantonese*
Chapter Six
Cammie's POV
I hadn't spoken a word to my mom since the argument. I didn't do anything to Mr. Smith except glare at him when I passed him during breakfast. Oh, and speaking of breakfast, the aforementioned mother that I am not on speaking terms with announced that Blackthorne will be coming on Saturday. Great- I only have three days to prepare for the arrival of the hottest-slash-cockiest-male-spy-in-training.
Pros and Cons of Being a Student at Gallagher Academy at This Moment
A List By Cammie Morgan
Pro: Secret Passageways that only you know about.
Con: Most of said secret passageways were found by the security team and covered.
Pro: Only MOST.
Con: You are trapped in the building with your mother and jerk of a CovOps teacher.
Pro: Better spying opportunities on said mother and evil teacher.
Con: They're usually one step ahead of you.
Pro: Room-mates make everything better.
Con: They usually find out everything too.
Pro: Zach' coming.
Con: Zach's coming.
I got lucky today when we didn't have CovOps 3 because of a little incident with Dr. Fibs, temporary blindness for the entire senior class, and the possibility of a rogue robot that was created to destroy everything. (I was only involved in two of the three.) After the rest of the classes, Bex, Liz, Macey, and I went back to our dorm. (After all, Bex, Liz, and I were getting over the side effects of the temporary blindness.)
After our door closed, everyone went to their separate corners. I sat on top of my dresser that was tucked under the alcove, Bex slipped under the blankets that layered her bed, Macey stole away to the bathroom and fixated on herself in the mirror as she began a regimented routine of skin care, and Liz sat properly at her desk as she turned her laptop on and began typing away.
"Sending a coded message to Jonas?" Bex asked Liz.
"Maybe." She answered while trying to hide the redness growing on her face.
Macey laughed as she inspected her pores, "Face it, Lizzers! You likkkeeee himmmmm!" She sang.
Liz laughed nervously. "I like being better than him…JUST like Bex enjoys kicking Grant's butt in P&E and Cammie enjoys out Chameleon-ing Zach in CovOps."
Macey nodded. "She has a point there…"
I sighed. "Hey guys….I think I need a favor…."
Bex glanced up from her issue of Espionage Weekly, and asked me cautiously. "What kind of favor are we talking about?"
"The kind of favor that involves tailing, collecting evidence, bugging, and getting rid of John Smith." I said nervously.
"Bex grinned, her perfect white teeth flashing against her perfect cappuccino-colored skin, "I'm in."
"Me too." Macey said. "He gave me a B on my last CovOps 2 assignment."
"Liz?" I asked.
She didn't answer.
"Is that a yes or no, Bookworm?" Bex added.
"Liz, come on! You love this stuff!" I said.
"No." She said quietly.
I heard Macey drop her tweezers and walk out of the bathroom. "What?" She said.
"You heard me. No."
"Why?" I asked
"Just because."
"Liz, seriously, stop joking and help us plan!"
"No! I already said no!"
"Come on, Lizzers, stop being selfish and help Cam." Bex added.
Liz froze and slowly turned to face us.
"Excuse me?" She said. "Selfish?"
Bex nodded. "You heard me." She said imitating Liz's southern accent."
And then the Great Elizabeth Sutton snapped.
She turned to face me. And to be honest, I was scared.
"It's always about you! Your dad, your secret relationship with Josh! Your issues with Zach, You running away! You and your mom fighting! It's ALWAYS about YOU, Cammie! And now you want us to go do re-con on Smith? You're absolutely unbelievable! You are the most selfish person I have ever met! You can't even stand the sight of your own mother being happy! NEWSFLASH, Cam! I NEVER get to see my parents! Or even one of them! You get your mom all the time! Whenever you want to see her, you get to! And when she asks you how your day was, you can tell her that you learned how to disarm a bomb with chopsticks and sticky rice! Or that you get to go bug the Prime Minister's son for credit in CovOps! My parents will NEVER be able to know how talented or smart I am! They will never be able to know what Jonas is REALLY like! Or what he REALLY does for a living! You are SO lucky! You think that your life is so hard? Well guess what! It's NOT. And honestly, I wish that I had NEVER EVEN COME TO GALLAGHER!" And with that, she stormed out and slammed the door.
"What in the world just happened?" Bex asked in shock.
"She's right…." I said softly, in disbelief.
"No, she's just kind of freaking out." Macey said as she walked out with her green facial masque on .
"No! She's right! Liz is ALWAYS right! I have been selfish." I said in despair.
"Chill, Cam. Just give her some time to calm down. Besides, your mom isn't letting her leave any time soon, and she doesn't know how to work the passageways like you do." Bex said.
"That's true. You just need to calm down and Woosah." Macey said.
"Woosah?" Bex and I said together in the universal language of confusion.
"Yeah. It's a meditation –slash-stress-relieving trick my cousin taught me. Watch." She said as she walked over and sat on her bed Indian style. She took a deep breath in and as she exhaled slowly she said, "Wooooossssssssaaaaaahhhhhh."
Bex looked at me as I looked at her. We both burst out laughing at the same moment. Macey laughed and chucked her pillow at us.
"You guys are mean!" She exclaimed as she laughed.
Bex and I just grinned at each other and simultaneously imitated her with a, "Woooosssaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Liz's POV
I was so angry. I was angry at Cammie. I was angry at my parents. I was just….angry! Not only that, but I was scared. I had said all those aweful things to Cammie…I felt like I had just lost my best friends and room-mates. I didn't know where to go…I didn't have Jonas here… I wanted to run away. But running away is hard when your teachers are CIA agents who can hack into the Langley satellites faster than you can. I silently walked down the hallways and softly knocked on Mrs. Morgan's office door.
"Come in." She said.
I slowly opened the door and slid in. She looked up from her desk and smiled her motherly smile.
"How can I help you, Liz?"
I didn't say anything. I could speak more languages than most people can name but at that moment, words couldn't form in my mouth. Cohesive thoughts were a physical impossibility.
She stood from her desk and slipped some papers in a file then walked around towards me.
"Is everything alright?" She questioned as she motioned for me to sit on the couch.
I just shook my head and sat down. I was quiet for a moment and could tell she wasn't about to pressure me into talking.
"Have you heard anything from my parents? Have they called at all?" I asked innocently. (Well, as innocent as a fifteen year old girl can be when she knows more national secrets than the President.)
She smiled sadly and shook her head. "I'm sure they'll call soon, sweetie." She said reassuringly. "Now. What else is going on?"
The bad thing about having an ex-CIA agent as the headmistress of your school is that you can never really lie or get away with much. So I told her. Everything. It was probably a mistake, and Cammie would probably get in a heck of a lot of trouble, but at the moment, I was angry and I didn't care.
Mrs. Morgan nodded and handed me a small package of peanut M&M's from her desk.
"I understand." She said.
I looked at her. I was expecting her to be harsh and for her to tell me that I needed to grow up and handle it on my own like a spy would. But, no- she simply said,
"I understand. Most of the girls with the exception of Macey don't understand what a normal life is. And that's not their fault, but they just weren't raised… well, normally! You bring something completely new to Gallagher! And that's the innocence that you have. The girls here are used to hearing their parents talk about assassinations, and missions, and danger, and that's something that they have had to grow up knowing about. But to them, PTA meetings and soccer games that don't involve nuclear warheads are totally foreign!"
I nodded and smiled softly.
"Did you attend Gallagher when you were in high school?" I asked timidly.
She smiled. "No. I grew up on the PTA meeting, soccer mom, honor student life that you had before this. And sometimes I wish I had never brought Cam here. Liz, your parents may never be able to know how extraordinarily brilliant you really are, but that doesn't mean they don't love you and that they aren't proud of you."
"But they haven't even called since I came back early from summer break…" I said quietly.
Mrs. Morgan smiled softly and said, "Well how about I call them and arrange for them to visit."
"But won't that put the school into a Code Red? For visitors?" I questioned.
She grinned and added, "I think it'll be worth it."
I smiled and stood up. "Thank you, Mrs. Morgan."
She smiled. "Don't worry about it, dear." And I knew she was genuine.
I started to make my way to the door then stopped. "Mrs. Morgan?"
"Yes?"
"Um, I was wondering about sleeping arrangements… Should I go back to my dorm?"
Then I saw the mischevious side of Mrs. Morgan and I knew that's where Cammie got hers.
"How about you stay in my guest room until the day before your parents come. You know- make Cammie, Bex, and Macey think you actually left?"
I laughed in disbelief, "Really?"
She nodded and laughed. "Yeah, I'll make sure the teachers don't spill and your room mates don't find out."
I grinned. "That sounds awesome, I'd love to, but how will I keep up with my classes?"
She grinned and said, "There's someone here who could teach you everything during your little escape. And don't worry," She said with a wink, "She's hiding from Cammie too."
Soooo, I hope yall enjoyed this chapter because it was honestly alot of fun to write! I felt that through the entire series + my fanfic, Liz had gotten very little attention and it was time for her to lose it(: SO!
Okay, to answer a question I got in the review and from a few of my readers in person:
The Note that Cam left Zach:
I never specified what she said in it and I'm not sure If I ever will because frankly I have no idea! SO! That will be up to you! But my guess is that it went something along the lines of:
Blackthorne Boy,
Need to talk. SOS.
-C
(PS- Thanks for the jacket)
And yes. Okay, so I'm probably gonna get a few messages about what the heck WOOOSAHHHH is in this chapt. SO bring em on! lol but seiously. a friend of mine who is awesome and is probably reading this right now was telling me about it (And if you do it like Macey did it is SERIOUSLY calming!) And yeah, she's the awesome one I bounce ideas off of when we're supposed to be paying attention in class:)
And when you read this, dear, Garcia Ramirez and Hippie (inside joke, you know who you are!) "And then she like, grabbed the gun...I mean sword... and pointed it at zach, and was all like, Hazahhhhh!"
Okay, so now I'm gonna apologize for the really random authors note that this was! SO!
Read & Review please!
-Alli(:
