"Why," Kiss. "Do," Kiss. "You," Kiss. "Have," Kiss. "To," Kiss. "Go?"
I pulled away from Cammie and looked into her eyes. They were sad, but slightly amused as well.
"Because, it's Sunday, that means I'm having dinner with my mum," she explained smiling at me.
I sighed in defeat, but then grinned. "Will you come back after?" I leaned in, so that my lips were brushing against her ear, though she hid it well, Cammie let out a small sigh. "I have a surprise for you,"
And with that I pushed away from the wall I had her locked against in my 'office' and opened the door for her. She grinned at me then headed out the door in the direction of her mum's office. I frowned slightly, we will have to tell Rachel one day, and I'm worried that that day will come soon.
My thoughts were interrupted by a broad frame crossing the doorway. I pulled myself out of my trance and looked down slightly to see who it was.
Zach. Oh great.
"So, you and Cammie eh" Zach asked casually. His hands were in his pockets and if anyone was passing they would be thinking that he was just asking about a previous lesson I had given. But I knew that behind his façade he was angry. And maybe slightly jealous.
"Zach, I have no idea what you are talking about." I sighed wearily. I knew he would catch on eventually, but I had to keep my cover up.
"Oh please you know just what I am talking about, Joe!" Zach shouted dropping his disguise as quickly as he had put it up.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Zachary, whilst you are at this school, I am still your teacher so you will address me properly," I said coldly. Sure he was like family to me, but lately he had been getting on my nerves. He rolled his eyes.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Solomon, but while we are on such a subject, I am sure it is not appropriate for a teacher and a student to be in such a relationship," he responded mockingly. Madame Dabney would be so proud. (SARCASM MUCH?)
"Zach, I assure you nothing is going on, and even if there was, it would be none of your business!" I snapped angrily.
Without waiting for a response I shut the door in his face, scowling when I heard him snort smugly.
Things were going to get difficult with him around.
(CAMMIE)
"Tunnels" Joe said as we all met in the library, to discuss 'Operation RP' (Operation Rescue Preston)
"What's he doing here?" Zach asked angrily.
"Helping us, Sherlock" I replied, rolling my eyes. Zach just glared at me.
"Tunnels," Joe repeated.
"What about them?" Bex asked. In response, Joe laid out Blue prints of the American embassy in Rome.
Everyone, even Zach, leaned in to get a closer look.
"The whole of the embassy is connected by tunnels," Joe stated, pointing at various points on the blue prints. "This means it makes it easier to get in and out of the Embassy without the need of anyone getting suspicious about four school girls, one boy and a man strolling about the place," He added when he saw our blank faces.
"And we have an expert secret passageway/tunneler among us!" Liz said excitedly, whilst pointing at me. Everyone turned to look at me. I shrugged.
"It would be the simplest way."
"Great, I'll get gear, Liz, you get surveillance and you four need to find as much as you can about the tunnels," Macey said confidently, taking charge of the situation. Joe looked slightly amused.
"What?" I asked, smiling at him. He shook his head.
"Nothing, it's just strange having instructions given to me." He stated, smiling. But beside him Zach scoffed.
"Yeah, well, get used to it."
I scowled. "Temper, temper," I said mockingly. Beside me, I saw Joe smirk.
Zach glared at me, then stood up abruptly and turned to my roommates.
"I'll see you next week with more information about the tunnels." he started to walk off, but then turned to Macey.
"Oh, and consider yourself lucky if you get any information from those two," he said, waving a hand at me and Joe, "They're useless."
Liz's mouth fell open, Macey looked shocked and Bex just looked angry that he had insulted me and Joe like that. But all Joe and I could do was watch him go, a blank expression on our faces. Hiding the fact that we were fuming inside, and it took all my strength and self control not to walk right up to him and knock his jaw right off, because believe me, I could.
Bex, being the usual Bex, was first to recover from that momentary shock. She clapped her hands together load enough for the rest of us to snap out of our daze and turn to her.
"Right, let's get started straight away, and forget that little...incident."
No sooner had she packed away the Blue prints and our notes, who else but my mum was to turn the corner into our little alcove in the library.
"Hello girls," she waved. Then she turned to Joe, and looked momentarily surprised.
"Oh, Good Evening Mr. Solomon," She said, her voice (now in a formal tone) not wavering slightly.
(Epic spy, remember?)
Joe smiled warmly. "Good evening, Rachel, sorry Mrs. Morgan." Joe replied. Purposely slipping up on the name. My mum laughed softly at this, then turned to me.
"Cam, could I have a word?"
I nodded and followed her out of earshot.
"I was wondering why Zach was looking like he could destroy something any minute if a wrong thing was said to him?" My smile dropped immediately and my eyes widened, but only for a second.
"Oh, he was just annoyed because I said that his hair-"
"Don't lie Cammie, I know something is going on, and that it's troubling him so, what is it?"
(Damn, she's good)
"It's nothing, honestly." I tried to reassure her, but she just shook her head in return.
"I said don't lie, what's wrong with Zach?" She asked again, her voice firm, but not angry.
"Why are you so desperate to know?"
"Because, he doesn't haven't any real family, so deserves to know that someone cares about him."
I frowned slightly. "And that's you is it?" I asked suspiciously. My mum just sighed.
"Cammie! I just wanted to know if-" But I cut her off.
"You never care if I'm troubled, do you?" I said pointedly. This time my mum frowned.
"Of course I do don't be-"
"No. No you don't. You only care when you really have too, because I'm just a teenage girl who needs to get through her problems on my own aren't I?" I exclaimed, quoting her from when I broke up with Josh, even though she meant it in the nicest way possible then.
Without letting her reply, I pushed passed her and out of the library. I stormed through the castle, not stopping until I reached my favourite spot in the whole school. The north tower. Through the window I could see the whole of Roseville, lit up with lights, making it seem warm and friendly during the winter months.
I flunked down on the window seat, causing a cloud of dust to rise up. (I hadn't been here in a while). I rested my, now flustered, cheek against the slightly moist glass and stared into the night. Only then did I realized the cool trail running down my face, at first I thought it was from the glass, but when I brought my hand up to my face to wipe it off. Another one fell down the other side of my face.
I was crying.
"Maybe I am just an annoying little teenager, demanding attention," I whispered into the dark sky.
"No you're not." A voice chipped in.
I spun round to be greeted by a pair of strong arms wrapping around me. Inhaling the scent of my 'hugger' I immediately recognised him as Joe and sighed in relief, sinking into the hug. Joe just held on tighter, then pulled me away and looked into my eyes.
"Don't ever think that, you promise me?" He asked.
"Yes, I promise." I whispered, and I really did mean it. Joe's expression softened into a warm smile and leaned in to kiss me. I returned it whole heartedly.
"So I was right then, eh?" A smug voice cut in behind us.
Bugger.
Sorry I haven't updated in ages. Like I said in my last chapter, I went away for two weeks, but when I got back I immediately started this chapter but got writers block halfway through, so stopped and I have been adding to it ever since. So, sorry about the long wait!
Oh also, sorry to all of the 'Zammie' lovers, but, as I have said before, for this story to work, Zach had to be out of the picture. Sorry 'bout that!
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