Cammie's POV
I slap a napotine patch on each of the goons' head before walking up the long Gallagher Academy driveway. Bubblegum guard spots me first and it looks like his eyes are going to pop out of his head! I must have done a really good acting job. Maybe if I am ever sick of the spying business I'll go into acting.
"There are some goons stuck in the black SUV back there. Please make sure they do not escape and also I would not like anyone else to be informed of my whereabouts at the moment." I tell him. I don't sound like that bubbly carefree girl that I once was, instead I sound like a spy that has quite a bit of experience. Well I guess I kind of am one.
Bubblegum guard just nods slowly in understanding and disbelief. Oh well.
I walk inside and stay in the shadows so I can eavesdrop on the others. What? They think I willingly let those idiots capture me in exchange for them. Is it so bad to be curious of how they will react? I already know that I didn't miss anything on their ride back. Everyone was probably silent and questioning my motives.
I head into the passageway that brings me to my mother's office. Inside are my mother, Joe, Zach, and my assigned roommates.
Zach's POV
The ride back to Gallagher Academy was spent in complete and utter silence. Bex was grieving with Liz and Macey; the others sat there in sorrow and disbelief. I, on the other hand was replaying the incident in my head over and over again.
She was far too calm for someone about to trade her life for people that abandoned her not to long ago. Not to mention she was willing to go to my beast of a mother. That was probably one of the most selfless or stupidest things I have ever witnessed. Selfless, because once again, she put everyone else before herself. Stupid, because who on earth would give themselves to my mother, willingly, and calmly!?
Unless she wasn't. Cammie is one of the best spies I know. She probably had a plan. None of her actions proved this to be true, not even her eyes gave anything away, but I just know it.
At the moment I'm going with my instincts. Whether this is because I actually believe it or am being hopeful, I honestly don't know.
Mr. Solomon, Cammie's roommates and I walk to Mrs. Morgan's office. Right before I knock on the door I hear her call us to come in. I open the door to see headmistress Morgan sitting behind her desk and stacks of paper.
One look at the girls made her immediately ask, "What's wrong?"
"Rachel, the circle came." says Joe.
Headmistress Morgan's eyes widen in realization. Still there's a nagging feeling at the back of my mind telling me there's more to it.
"They had us all trapped but her. Yet even when Catherine told her to trade herself for us, she was far too calm! She had something planned. There's no way Cammie would have given herself up just like that." I say. It's true; Cammie wouldn't have ever gone down without a fight.
Everyone just stands there in silence letting my rant sink in. I can tell they are all thinking about the situation and Cammie's personality. Then our silence is abruptly interrupted.