Cammie's POV

Walking into that classroom had to be the most frightening thing I'd done-or remembered, anyway. All the other people from Gallagher Academy kept shooting me strange looks, as if they couldn't believe I was there. I mostly ignored them; what did I have to say to a bunch of brats anyway? I just hated the fact that I was going to be lumped with them by all the Roseville High students. But really, I was just stuck in the middle, between both groups, with no clue how to cement myself into one (and let's be honest, I had to cement myself into Gallagher Academy, that's where I was going back to).

Everyone introduced themselves. When it came my turn, I stammered out, "C-Cammie Morgan." Most of the class stared back at me with knowing smirks on their faces and turned whispering to each other.

"Josh's rich ex?" one kid in the front scoffed out loud. The teacher, who looked like he didn't even want to be here, gave the kid a disapproving look. The kid smirked back at the teacher. There really was no respect here.

It made my heart sink knowing that they knew all about some secret relationship I had with Josh, but it really irked me that they knew it when I couldn't remember a single detail! Had Josh's hugs and kisses meant so much? An idea started to formulate in my head... an idea that no one would probably like, but I thought it suited me just fine. I had a way of remembering things.. hugging my mom had triggered memories about her in my head and formed part of the picture. I needed to get close with Josh, Zach, Bex, Macey, Liz... all to remember what was going on.

"Okay, go take a seat anywhere," the teacher, Mr. Gustavos, said. "The back two rows are empty."

We all rushed quickly to our seats. "Psst, Cammie," Josh whispered. "Come sit here." He tapped a window seat in the 2nd to last row. I ducked over there and took the seat before anyone else could snag it. For my plan to work, I had to get close to Josh and what better way than sitting with him in class?

I looked over to the seat next to me and found, with slight annoyance, that Bex had chosen to sit next to me. Even though I needed to get close to her, I wasn't very fond of her yet. She basically made everything mega miserable for me yesterday and so much of that negative energy was plaguing me today. I could see she was trying to make up for it after my outburst, but all I needed was a little cool down. I glared frostily at her as she stared steadily ahead. I knew she could probably feel my eyes practically burning a hole through her head but she just chose to ignore it.

"Cammie!" a high, female voice shouted. I glanced over and there was... some girl smiling. A faint memory tugged in my brain, enough to give me a name.

"D-Dee Dee?" I asked, unsure of whether I was right or not. I hoped I was right.

"Yeah," she responded, a smile lighting her face. "What is the famous Gallagher Academy doing, switching over here?"

"I don't know, ask our teacher," Bex muttered, looking pretty upset. She still was upset about this? "I'm Rebecca, by the way, but you can call me Bex."

"Hi Bex," Dee Dee responded. "So... are ya'll like best friends or something?"

"The bestest," Bex responded with a sweet smile before I could say anything. I glared at her, all the meanwhile shouting in my head, that's not true at all!

"Well, I can definitely tell," Dee Dee murmured, seeing the murderous look on my face. Bex looked... hurt, almost.

"Okay, look guys, now's not the time to be dealing with your spy problems," Josh said to me, winking.

"Spy?" Dee Dee asked, confused.

Shit, shit, shit! I screamed in my head.

"We play this game called 'spy'," I said quickly, the wheels turning in my head even as I blurted out the excuse. "It's kinda embarrassing but um, basically we like set up this scenario and try to figure out a way to it. In fact..."

I trailed off, looking at Bex, wondering if I was about to do was insane or even possible to do. Deciding that I liked Dee Dee's face-it was so trusting and open, I blurted out the rest of my excuse.

"... last night we decided to start a new game and that's how Josh knows about it. You two can be a part of it if you want."

Dee Dee frowned. "Josh's not a part of it even though he found about it yesterday?"

Josh, meanwhile, laughed. "Oh please, that's not tr-"

"well, we didn't know if he'd want to get involved, seeing as he thinks it's so funny," I glared at him, willing to shut up. "Basically, the rules are you can't tell anybody about the spy game. I messed up and told Josh so now he's playing. The objective this time is to find a ring like this."

I rifled through my backpack, looking for the picture Mr. Solomon had all given us. "We slipped it on someone's finger and now we basically have to find out who the person is and everything about them."

"This sounds like a pretty intense game. You up for it, Josh?" Dee Dee actually looked excited. Hmm, had I ignited some inner Gallagher Girl?

"Okay, this is absolute bull and I hoped you'd be able to tell. She's obviously ly-"

"There are prizes!" I hissed, interrupting Josh once more. "The first person to find the ring gets 50 bucks, on me. Since I created the game, I have to give the reward. Unless I win, then you guys pool together to create the 50 bucks. Does that make sense?"

"It's so cool! Sure we'll be a part of it. Can we get copies?" Dee Dee inquired.

"Um..." I bit my lip. Telling them about our purpose of being here was one thing but basically giving them proof our purpose here... I don't think there's any way the entire Gallagher Academy staff would get over that one.

I looked over at Bex for a bit of moral supoprt and.. Bex looked livid. She was glaring at me as if I had literally ripped apart the one secret we were supposed to keep and delivered it to the Roseville High kids. I widened my eyes at her, as if to say, What else was I supposed to do? He was about to spill the beans!

Bex narrowed her eyes at me in response. I could practically hear her shouting in my ear. Her body language definitely told it all. She was angry.

"I'm the only one who has a copy. You're suppose to commit it to memory. Real spy stuff." I grinned at Dee Dee.

"Cool," she whispered, widening her eyes to take all the information in. I almost giggled. Even though I had no memory of what memorization was supposed to be like, I knew that definitely wasn't it.

"So... Josh, you wanna play?" I asked. "If you don't, you're sworn to secrecy anyway. If we find out you've told anyone, the consequences are really dire." I glared at him. Knowing the truth about Gallagher Academy and what they could do, he paled considerably.

"I-I'll play," he said. "But, I want a different reward." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him. "What do you want? What's better than 50 bucks?"

"One kiss. From you. I find the ring and who has it, I get a kiss."