Cammie POV
I whirled around kicking one of them in the face and slapping a napotine patch (that I had gotten from the 1st guy's pocket) on the forehead of the only woman in the group. I knocked the next one out with the classic Robbwen maneuver. I flipped the last one over my head and slapped my last napotine patch on his forehead.
Completely sober now, I brushed off my dress and surveyed the damage. 11 guys 1 woman. That's strange, it felt like only 5 when I was knocking them out. I shrugged my shoulders and texted my mother the address to pick the bodies up at. Turning around I found myself face to face with a shocked looking Zach. He quickly recovered (probably hoping I hadn't seen his shocked face) and a smirk spread on to his face.
"12 huh? Not bad, Gallagher Girl."
Zach POV
Cammie flipped the last guy and slapped on a napotine patch. All I could think was oh my god! She was drunk, she probably hadn't been paying attention. She could have hurt! She could have been taken! She could have been killed! She finished texting. Oh god, I shouldn't look this shocked. I wiped the shocked look off my face but not fast enough , she had already turned around. Quickly I put up a smirk.
"12 huh? Not bad, Gallagher Girl." I was joking of course. Cammie probably could have taken on 20 drunk, and a lot more when she was sober. I saw and angry look cross her perfect features.
"Don't call me that" she practically spit. What? Oops, I forgot that name was probably reserved for Jimmy now. I am completely disgusted with her right now. Oh who am I kidding, I am completely in love with her.
"Why do you mind Gallagher Girl, don't like to think about the past?"
Cammie POV
I could have strangled him. Of course I didn't like to remember those days! Sure back when he called me that were a nice happy sunny memory. But if I remembered my happy school days I would remember that horrible week in senior year. I had been so excited to, the irony of it all amazed me. The last semester of senior year was what they called the "Bon voyage semester". You were supposed to go on mission to get used to the world while you still had the support of teachers to help you. I had wasted a whole week of that time on the man who stood in front of me.
"Yes I mind! You have no right to call me that after what you did!" I was shouting now but I didn't care. He had caused me so much pain, he at least deserved to be yelled at. I could tell he was about to respond but I had just spotted Macey, Bex, Liz, Grant, and Jonas standing in the doorway shock evident on my 3 best friends faces. They had probably entered in the middle of me shouting at Zach. Wow, Grant and Jonas didn't look surprised, they looked furious. The nerve of these Blackthorn boys!
"Save it Zach. I don't need to hear your excuses." I shot a disgusted look at him and headed for the entrance of the alley way. I had to get out of her before I did something I would regret later. Inside my head there was a silent chant. Be strong. Be strong. Be strong. But even with this I was starting to crack. Zach may have broken my heart but I still loved him, and I always would.
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My name is Adrianna Silver. I am 22 years old and grew up in Seattle. I have been attending NYU for 3 years. I ran through my new identity for the day. My mission was easy, I just had to plant a tracker. As I passed a department store I caught my reflection in the glossy windows. Grey contacts, a black wig, and a few well placed fake freckles went a long way. I bet Bex wouldn't even recognize me if she saw me now. I followed The Subject into the grocery store. I flirted with him, planted the tracker, bought a bag of skittle, and got out. It was a perfectly normal day. Or it was, because just then I saw HIM.
A girl had dropped her grocery bags and HE was helping her pick up the groceries. Before he handed the bag back, he kissed her hand and smiled one of his breathtaking smiles. Then he turned and walked away while I stood gaping after him like an idiot. I walked away as quickly as I could before anyone saw me and waited until I got back to my room to start crying.
Grant POV of he same day
Why did he always have to do this? I had just needed to buy some batteries, why did I have to invite him to come with me? Sure Cammie had been a bitch, but he didn't have to flirt with every female he met! I watched as he kissed her hand and smiled. God help her. I turned my head away. I spotted a dark haired girl staring at the exchange between Zach and the girl, looking like she had been slapped. Zach had probably flirted with her yesterday or something. Though she did look vaguely familiar… whatever. I saw Zach walking, no strutting, towards me. I looked back at that dark haired girl but she was already walking away.
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He had broken me, but I still loved him, I always would. I hurried down the dark road towards the school, not even bothering with the car we had come in.