Okay, I know a lot of you probably thought I was not going to continue this story ... but I am. I just have a lot of other stuff going on. The updates WILL be more frequent.
"Oh my gosh!" said Macey, who was wandering around the airport in a crazed trance. "This place is so cool ... I don't know why we have a private jet to take us places!"
"Hmm," joked Bex. "I wonder."
"I know!" said Macey, oblivious to her sarcastic tone as she went through the magazines at one of the stands. "Found it!" she screamed, pulling out a magazine covered in glossy pictures of celebrities.
"Joy," said Liz. "I mean, finally! The plane's going to leave soon and Miss Carmen is calling our names." She was going through her new bag that Bex had just gotten her—she'd gotten all of us things so that we could "go to Europe in style," which was very un-Bex-like.
"LIZ!" shouted Mr. Solomon. "The plane is taking off."
"Uh huh," said Liz in a far-off tone. "Of course ... I'll be right there."
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Macey and Liz were both asleep as the plane hit the ground in Bern, Switzerland.
"We're finally here!" Bex whispered into my ear as I nodded and shook Liz awake.
"Joy," moaned Liz. "Do we get to stay on the plane afterwards for those select few who don't want to get off, Cammie?"
"I think the Blackthorne boys are waiting for us at the terminal," said Macey, who had been awoken by Bex, who was in the seat begind her. Macey began to twitch as we got closer to the airport.
"I don't think they're coming," apologized Macey. "But maybe the other school ... I heard that they're BOTH all-boy schools."
"Uh huh," muttered Bex. "Joy. As if Blackthorne wasn't enough irritating spies, they have to bring a whole truckload more."
"Bex!" chastised Liz. "We're on a public plane-you have to keep your voice down because right now just about everyone on this plane can hear you tell that we're spies!"
"I can't go one day without blowing our secret," Bex muttered sarcastically.
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Unknown Note #2
I clicked on my first new message from Unknown the second I logged into my email.
Cameron:
Is Switzerland beautiful? You're in it.
And so is your father—alive or dead, your guess.
"CAMMIE!" screamed Bex, because Liz, Bex, and I were sharing a room. Macey had requested a private bedroom and paid the difference without a second thought. She was in the Presidential-something.
"Turn off the freaking light," said Liz, who was already underneath all of her sheets.
Our room was pretty big, with a kitchenette, a TV, three desks, a full bathroom, three beds, and two sofas.
"I'm going, I'm going," I muttered to them as I shut off my computer and went over to my bed where I put my earphones in my ears as I drifted off to sleep...
"CAMMIE!" screamed Bex. "You're in my bed, Cam."
"No," I said. "I'm not in your bed. And, even if I am, take 'my' bed."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Shut up," said Liz, who was just mad there weren't any boys greeting us at the terminal. I could hear Macey say in the room next door,
"Tomorrow we meet that new school-I need my beauty sleep tonight, and so do you..."
And I drifted off to sleep ....
Hmm … I think there will be like three more chapters of this and then its done … sob, sob.
Well, tell me what you think! Review!
