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I frowned, stunned. This didn't make sense. Zach had said that Abby and his mom were best friends. Zach never said anything about my mom knowing his mom. Did Zach…lie to me? I snorted. He would probably say it was "for my protection". I doubt it. He didn't want me finding out something. And I was going to find out what that something was.
I turned off Liz's laptop, and stood up. My friends turned to look at me.
"Going somewhere, Cam?" Bex asked, looking up at me. I nodded.
"I just have to ask my mom…something." I said absent mindedly, heading towards the door. Macey was about to ask what, but I was already out the door, heading towards my mom's office, passing the dining hall, the infirmary, and the entrance to Sublevel 3 on the way. I slowly knocked on her door.
"Come in." My mom said softly, and I opened the door. My mom was sitting at her desk, looking over some papers. When she looked up, she smiled at me. "Cammie!"
"Hey, mom." I replied, closing the door behind me, and walking over to her desk.
"What's up?" She asked, folding her hands. I stayed quiet for a while. How was I supposed to ask her if she knew Zach's mom? "Is something wrong, kiddo?" My mom looked worried.
"Do you know Cassandra Goode?" I blurted out. My mom froze. Her eyes turned cold.
"What?" She whispered, but I knew she knew exactly what.
"I looked her up in the CIA database. She went to Gallagher with you, didn't she?" I said quietly, avoiding her gaze.
"Yes." She answered quietly.
"And you never told me?" I nearly shouted. "You never told me that you knew Zach's mom, the leader of the Circle of Cavan?" I started to cry. I had never actually said the words out loud before.
"No." My mom sighed.
"I want the whole story. Right. Now." I demanded, the tears streaming down my face. My mom looked nervous, but began.
"Cassandra Goode and I were in the same year at Gallagher. We weren't friends or anything. She was the most popular girl in the school. I never had a problem with her. Then, Abby came to Gallagher, and they became best friends. Cassandra and Abby were always together. Cassandra was with us half of the summer, going to movies with Abby, shopping with Abby, hanging out with her. They did everything together. It started to get annoying. It was like Abby replaced me with Cassandra." I could see the hurt in my mom's eyes, but she continued.
"It must have been about junior year, when Abby through a coup. She took over as the most popular girl in the school, and now Cassandra was her number two. I think that's when the slight competitive edge began. They made everything a competition, and it was insane how jealous they got. I slowly got to know Cassandra, too, and she wasn't that bad. Abby and Cassandra remained best friends, though. I think what really made Abby go over the edge was when Cassandra got married and had Zach. She hid it well, though, because Cassandra still made Abby his godmother." I blinked, urging her to go on.
"Well, Abby found out Cassandra was working with the…Circle of Cavan, and turned her in to the CIA. Abby wanted to be on top again. And I knew she felt way to betrayed to let this slide. But Cassandra still wanted to be friends, but then she found out Abby and her husband had an affair. Cassandra AND Abby both dumped him like yesterdays trash. He died three months later in a bombing on a mission in Libya. Abby and Cassandra never talked since." I stood there dumbfounded for awhile, not saying anything. I headed towards the door. "Cammie?" My mom called. "Where are you going?" I didn't answer her, and I ran down the stairs, into the foyer, my mother following me, just as Abby was walking out of her room.
"Cam? What's the hurry?" My aunt laughed, grabbing my arm, and stopping me. I turned to face her, and her smiled faded.
"I can't believe you! You are such a bitch!" I yelled at her, and Abby's mouth dropped open in shock, but her grip loosened on my arm, and I yanked away from her. I ran right out the doors of Gallagher. My aunt and my mother hot on my heels. When I reached the front gate, I glanced around, and started climbing. I needed to get away.
"CAMERON ANN MORGAN, GET DOWN FROM THERE IMMEDIENTLY!" My mom yelled, and I could almost hear my aunt roll her eyes. I jumped down from the top, landing on my feet. I winced. That hurt a lot more than I thought it would. "Cammie, get back here this instant." My mom said through her teeth, her arms crossed over her chest. I was tempted to give her the finger or something, but I just turned away, and started running towards town. It took me a few minutes to realize that they weren't following me. My feet started to ache, and I scrambled into the empty gazebo in the middle of Roseville, sobbing. I didn't notice the cold. The gazebo was lit up with those Christmas lights, and all the stars were out. I ran my fingers through my hair, and cried some more.
How could they not have told me about this? It explains so much. I heard someone walk up into the gazebo, and I didn't even bother looking up.
"Zach, can you please leave?" I murmured, wiping my tears.
"If Zach was here, he would probably say no." The person replied, and my head snapped up. I didn't expect a smiling Joe Solomon on crutches to be standing across from me. "Can I sit?" I sniffled.
"Sure." He careful hobbled over to me, and sat down gingerly next to me. There was a long pause. "Are you sure that you should be here? The last time I saw you, you were in a hospital bed." He smiled.
"The last time I saw you, you stormed out of the Grand Foyer, and hopped the gate of Gallagher Academy, so yeah, I think I should be here." I looked down. That did sound bad.
"I can't believe they didn't tell me! I deserved to know! I was his…girlfriend. She's the woman who is trying to kill me! I think I should know about her! Shouldn't I?" I cried, looking at Mr. Solomon. He didn't say anything for a few seconds.
"I can't tell you that I support your mother's decision, but she had her reasons, Cammie." I sighed.
"I guess…I don't know. Wouldn't she have told me?"
"She probably would have if you hadn't ran out of the room." He laughed dryly. I didn't reply. I knew he was right. "I understand why you're angry, Cammie." He said softly, seriously. "But it's best for you to be at Gallagher right now, okay? You have to go back." I sighed.
"I know." I grumbled. We both stood up. I looked over at him. "Thank you." I smiled quickly.
"You're welcome." He grinned softly. "And when we get there, I think you owe two people in particular an apology."
