Hey guys!

Whew! Just finished this chapter and it was EXTRA long! 7 pages on Word!

Anyway, at the moment, the Production at school is really tiring! But the show's are next week! I'm in the production that is doing Oklahoma! This year, and we've been rehearsing since September! There are six performances next week, and balancing everything along with my homework has been tiring!

Anyway, wish me luck! I'm really nervous!

Here are some questions that were in the comments box in the last chapter:

LoganLermanLovesCammie: I actually don't know! I've seen him in previous fanfics, but I think that he was in Cross my Heart and Hope to Spy, the second book.

FlamingRain: You didn't really ask a question, but your comment made me chuckle. And I had to say, living in the USA is awesome! You're so lucky, and I think that America is an amazing place to live, so don't think that you need to move!

And to those who told me when American high schools start, THANK YOU! I heard that September the eighth was close enough, so I'm sticking to it, but thank you to LoganLermanLovesCammie, m0ckingbird77 and FlamingRain.

Anyhow, read on people!

I hope to write another chapter for before next week because there is NO WAY that I'll be able to write a word next week!

Anyway! Hope you enjoy the next chapter!

DISCLAIMER: Ally Carter is a queen. End of.

Chapter 11

Gallagher Academy

8th September

Around mid-morning, I was sitting at the window seat in my mom's office, when the sleek, black limos rolled smoothly down the gravel path. I swallowed and took a deep breath, but instead of leaving my safe little nook, I leaned back and waited for my mother to come in and tell me to greet my friends.

I watched as about half of the juniors exited the first limo, and hurried excitedly up the stairs of the Academy. They were followed by the next half, in the next limo.

For a few minutes, I stayed at the window seat, before I heard the door creak open. Expecting to hear my mother's voice, I turned my head and waited for her to enter. But instead of my mom, Liz came in and smiled at me.

"Oh Cammie…" She smiled. "Stop hiding, and come downstairs!"

I swung my legs off of the window seat and hopped down, but stopped in my tracks when I saw Liz wearing a jacket and holding a suitcase.

"Are you going somewhere?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She laughed a small, bell-like laugh and shook her head.

"We can't let the others know that we've been staying here for a third of the summer, Cam. Questions will be asked and eyebrows will be raised." She grinned.

"Oh…" I rolled my eyes. "So does that mean Bex and Macey will have packed then?"

She noticed my awareness in my voice and nodded. "Be prepared for a few hours of exciting unpacking as Macey colour co-ordinates everything."

I groaned and followed Liz out of the office.

"And the boys?" I asked.

"They had to pack as well. But I don't really see the point in them lying about it. No matter what, if a couple of Blackthorne boys show up at Gallagher Academy, questions will be asked anyway."

I had to agree with her on that one.

"Will they be staying here, or going back to Blackthorne?" I asked, trying to keep the eagerness from my voice. I wasn't ready for Zach to leave.

Liz looked up at me and smiled. "I don't think they'll be able to, Cam. After all, Zach's mother is after him and Blackthorne isn't the safest place to stay, is it?"

Ah. His Mother. I almost forgot.

By that time, we had reached the bottom of the stays. And before I could turn around and walk away from the sight before me, Tina Walters caught sight of me and rushed up to us.

"Cammie! How are you?" I could see she was almost bursting to ask me a ton of questions.

"I'm fine, Tina. How are you?" I sighed.

"I'm great, thanks! Listen, I heard from my mom that you ran away? Why?"

"No, Tina. I didn't run away." I refrained from rolling my eyes.

She looked confused. "Really? But I heard-"

"Well, you heard wrong!" I snapped. She looked taken aback and a little hurt, so I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Tina, I didn't run away. I just…left. For a bit." I sighed. Her eyes widened as if more questions entered her brain.

"What did you do?" She exclaimed. "Why?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I guess I just wanted to…look around."

I wasn´t ready to tell anyone about my dad. Nor about the memory loss.

"It wasn't that big, really." I added.

"But, I heard that you were kidnapped by a terrorist organization and were forced to give Top Secret information that your friend, Liz, gave to you?"

I heard Liz huff behind me and mutter "I would never…"

But I was too caught up. Terrorist organization. God, she was close. But I wasn't going to tell her that. Besides, I didn't even know that they did kidnap me in the first place.

I forced a laugh. "Sorry, Tina. You're way off there. Nobody kidnapped me, and Liz would kill me if I ever told anyone about the information she got from the CIA."

She nodded, but before she could ask another question, she was interrupted by a collective gasp from a group of girls nearby.

We both turned around to see what the fuss was about.

Zach, Grant, Nick and Jonas had just entered the building. And almost every girl was drooling over them. They each looked like they had stepped out of an Abercrombie & Fitch ad. They each wore something similar to Zach, which was a white t-shirt, jeans, sneakers and shades. I rolled my eyes at how cliché this all was, if a random observer just happened to walk in on this scene, they would mistake it for a chick-flick. All we needed now was slow motion as the boys whipped their hair about, and slow music.

And just when I thought this scene couldn't get any more sickening, Zach removed his shades. And winked at me.

And the entire student body that was in that room turned to stare at me.

And I burst out laughing.

Almost half the girls there shot me weird looks, and after a few seconds, I quietened down. When I looked up, Bex and Macey were standing besides me, looking close to laughter, and when my eyes met Zach's, his eyes were twinkling as if he was holding in laughter as well.

"There's nothing to see here!" Bex chuckled as she spoke and as if by command, every single observer looked away and continued with what they were doing before.

I looked at Bex and Macey and though, Well, we may as well put on a show. And hugged her.

"Bex! It's been so long! Wow, you look amazing!" I heard her chuckle and reply,

"I know! Oh, and why, thank you!"

Then I turned to Macey and greeted her the same way. She looked dangerously close to laughing.

When I looked up, I found that Zach and the others had come to greet us.

"Hey, Gallagher Girl." He smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey Zach. How's your summer been?" I grinned.

"Interesting, to say the least." He smirked back. I nodded.

"I know what you mean."

"Well, I better be going…" I said as Bex, Macey, Liz and I entered our dorm. I honestly didn't want to help them unpack.

"Oh no you don't, Camster. You need to help us with our unpacking." Bex smirked, just as I was at the door. I felt my shoulders sag and I turned around to give Macey the puppy dog look.

She turned her nose up. "Doesn't work on me Cam, and you know it."

I turned on Bex. "Sorry Cam." But she didn't look sorry.

"Ugh." I groaned, falling back on my bed.

Exactly two hours and forty-three minutes later, Macey and Bex had unpacked, and Macey had colour co-ordinated Liz's, Bex's and her own clothes.

"God, I am so tired!" I groaned. Bex frowned at me.

"You didn't do anything, Cam." She scolded. I shrugged, before the door flew open. I jumped from my bed and took a fighting stance.

"Oh! I'm really sorry!"

A petite girl, who looked a few years younger than us, stood at the door with a slightly tatty suitcase and a loosely-fitted uniform. She had a bundle of fiery red hair and chocolate brown eyes. She looked slightly lost, and was chewing her lip nervously.

"Uh, hi!" I smiled, startled. I hadn't seen this girl before, but something told me she wasn't a junior.

"Hi, uh, apparently I'm staying in this dorm?" She stuttered, looking at each of us. Wait, what?

Before I could say anything, my mom appeared behind the girl.

"Hey kiddo." She smiled at me.

"Hi mom."

"Ok guys, this is Evelyn. She's a senior like you, but she's new. She'll be staying in your dorm, because there are no other free dorms, and yours is the biggest so I'm sure we'll be able to squeeze another bed in here." My mom said. I didn't complain, because A) It would be rude with Evelyn standing right there, and B) my mom had a warning look in her eyes when she looked at me, as if to say This is my decision, and that is final.

But I did want to complain. It would be quite selfish of me, but I wasn't much of a trusting person. I guess it was just the spy in me, or what I had been through that made me like that, but I didn't want this new girl invading like this.

I mentally slapped myself for being so rude, and smiled warmly at Evelyn.

"Some guys will be over to fix a bed in here in a minute, okay?" My mom asked.

"Sure." I nodded. "And Evelyn? Macey here, she started a few years later than usual, so we know how you feel."

She looked somewhat relieved.

"Okay then. I'll leave you girls to it." My mom smiled before leaving. Evelyn stood at the door awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot as if she didn't know if she could come in or not.

"Come in, Evelyn! I'm Liz, by the way." Liz squealed, bouncing over and grinning at Evelyn.

"Hi Liz!" Evelyn giggled, stepping inside the dorm. "And please, call me Evie."

I looked between Liz and Evie. Without the hair and eye colour difference, they could be twins with their petite stances and pixyish features.

"Hey Evie, I'm Bex." Bex smiled slightly. Evie smiled and nodded.

We all looked at Macey, who remained silent.

"And that's Macey." I said, gesturing towards my silent friend. Evie looked nervous, and looked at her feet.

"Don't worry, Evie. She's just shy." I said, even though four of us in the room knew that Macey McHenry was anything but shy. I turned to glare at my friend who just shrugged and drew her attention back to the book in her hands, which she hadn't even bothered to hide with a magazine.

Evie nodded, but still looked a little nervous. A few awkward seconds dragged by, before there was a loud knock on the door. Liz bounded up to it, and flung it open. There stood two burly men in dungarees, one carrying many metal poles and nails, whilst the other carried a mattress.

There was a space to put the bed right at the end of the room, under the window, where we usually curled up and read a book or something. They moved the stuff to the back of the room and set to work, without sparing us a single glance or apologizing when the guy carrying the poles accidentally knocked over a stack of books.

Again, we stood around, not knowing what to do.

"Let me take that for you." Liz smiled at Evie, before taking her suitcase and setting it on her bed. But she accidentally flung it on the bed instead of setting it on, and it bounced off, before demolishing my alarm clock.

"Oopsie Daisy!" She squeaked. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh Liz…" I sighed, as I picked up some pieces of plastic that remained from my destroyed alarm clock. I couldn't say that I was disappointed, even though I preferred waking up to its beeping instead of Bex's scheming plots, it still annoyed me.

After a few more minutes, the burly men finished Evie's bed and dumped a pile of sheets on it. After they left, I smoothed out the sheet over the mattress, and set the pillow and duvet on it. Sinking down on to my bed, Evie bounced on to her bed, and after a few awkward seconds, began to fiddle with the hem of her shirt.

"So, Evie. Where are you from?" I asked. She looked up and gave a small smile.

"I was born in Colorado, but I have lived in New York of most of my life. My parents preferred the city life, you see."

I nodded. "Cool. And, how old are you?" I asked.

"I'm seventeen as of last week."

"Oh! Well, happy birthday!" I smiled. At that moment, the bell rang, and Bex, Liz and Evie, walked to the door. I hung back, to talk to Macey.

"You okay?" I asked, as she joined me to walk down to the canteen. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

I shrugged. "Well, could you just, be a little nicer? Maybe?" I whispered. She glared at me, before looking away.

"Whatever." She sighed. We walked for a minute in silence, before I nudged her arm.

"Seriously, Macey. What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing, Cam, really. It's just, I got an email yesterday. From Preston." She swallowed.

My eyes widened. This was not good.

"What are you going to do about it?" I asked, after a few moments. Macey remained silent.

"Macey. Do you still have feelings for Preston?" I asked. Then she looked at me with her startling bright, blue eyes and said, "I really don't know Cam."

"Oh god." I buried my face in my hands just as we entered the great hall.

"Macey, do you like Nick?" I asked.

"Well, he's cool and everything, and he's just like me, Cam. But I think that's the problem. He's just like me; he plays with hearts and has the looks to be able to do just that. But Preston, he's different. And he gets me. He gets the fame and he feels the same way about it as me." She sighed.

We walked for a few minutes in silence, as we walked up to the counter to get our lunch. With everything that was going on, Boy troubles is something that I really could live without at that moment. I glanced up at the language board that read Spanish.

"And did you reply? To the email, I mean." I asked.

"Not yet."

And as I looked around, at all my sisters and heard Bex telling Evie that 'You don't have to like Crème Brule to like the Chef's masterpiece', and I thought that no matter what, Macey always seemed to find trouble.

"But I'll figure it out." Macey put on a cheery face as we noticed the boys watching us.

"Yeah," I smiled. "Like you always do."

"Hey Bexie." Grant grinned as she sat opposite him. I looked at Bex with wide eyes and a huge grin as her cheeks coloured a little.

"Bexie? Oh. My. Go-" I started, but Bex cut me off with a glare.

"Don't say a word." She growled, before turning back to Grant. "And you, shut up. Don't call me that again."

Grant smirked and shovelled a forkful of Macaroni and Cheese into his mouth. Bex made a face and began to eat her lasagne; her cheeks still a little red.

I smiled at Zach and began to twirl some spaghetti around my fork. His forehead was creased.

"What?" I asked as I swallowed my mouthful of the Chef's legendary Spaghetti Bolognese.

"You okay? You had your head in your hands when you came in." He said, looking a little worried.

"Oh, yeah. Don't worry, it was nothing. Macey's just got a bit of a dilemma." I explained.

"Oh." He said, and we began to eat in a silence that was a little awkward.

After a few minutes of trying to come up with a good way to start a conversation, I asked, "So, what's it like being amongst girls?"

He raised an eyebrow and gave me on of his legendary smirks. "Not too bad, I've done it before."

I rolled my eyes.

"Who's that?" He asked, nodding over to Evie, who was talking with Grant and Liz.

"Oh, that's Evie. She's new and is a senior, but she'll be doing the Junior classes, I think. She's also in our dorm."

He nodded. "You don't seem overly happy about this." He said in a quieter voice as he speared a chip on his fork and ate it.

I shrugged. "It's just; you know…I'm not that keen on a stranger just coming and gate-crashing, you know?" My voice was barely above a whisper, but I knew Zach, and only Zach, could hear me.

He looked me in the eye, and I knew that he was seeing the real me. Understanding was in his eyes when he smiled warmly at me. He actually smiled. Not smirked, but smiled, and that's when I smiled back.

Woo! Hope you liked the chapter!

So, do you like Evelyn, the new Gallagher Girl? Hope you do, I felt like the story needed someone new.

Anywho, please Read and Review my lovelies!

Zoe xxx

THIS IS WRITTEN 1 DAY AFTER UPLOAD

Hey guys! Alright, I've read the recent comments and just realized that you are kinda suspicious about Cassandra (Evelyn) because of her NAME and her HAIR COLOUR. That wasn't the plan! :s I COMPLETELY forgot that Zach's mum was called Cassandra. Don't worry about anything! So I have changed Cassandra's name to Evelyn, so you don't get suspicious. Sorry guys! This wasn't the plan.

But if you are reading this AFTER I have wrote this message, then don't worry. I know it's confusing, but I hope it will all seem clear.

Thanks guys!

Zoe xxx