[Authors Note: I know it's been for ages! I'm so sorry... Not that that's enough :( But to recap: 8 girls from Gallagher, including Cam, Liz, Bex and Macey, were kidnapped by the Blackthorne boys in disguise as part of a mission. They've just got to the school and been introduced and stuff. So yeah please enjoy and please review because sometimes I put this story to the back of my head and then when I get a review I'm like 'Right Courtney go update the story right now!' Enjot :) ]

Mr Solomon showed us the way to our rooms. How he knew, I had no idea but then again he is a spy. We had two rooms split between us. Four in each room. You can guess who was in which room. The rooms were livable but in Macey's words 'What The Hell.'

They were perfect squares, big enough to have four beds pushed together at one wall and a desk and two wardrobes at the other. Macey thought this horrendous. She calmed down then when she seen a door.

'Good. A proper closet.' But when opened lead into a small bathroom. 'Ugh!'

I took the bed furthest from the door, then Liz, Bex and Macey. Me and Liz shared a wardrobe but when we hung our clothes in it looked miserable compared to Macey's and Bex. At dinner Mr Solomon came to collect us and walked us down. We were nervous to say the least. Well I was.

Everybody seemed busy when we walked through the already opened door. They were trained to notice though and they did. They didn't show it though. A quick look here and a small glance there was all. We queued with everyone else in the line and I somehow managed to be at the back of our group. Liz stood in front of me but a Blackthorne boy stood behind me. Unfortunately it wasn't my Blackthorne boy, instead it was a good looking boy with light brown hair that curled just above his ear, light blue eyes and a friendly smile. As quickly as I looked and registered this, I recognised him.

'Liam hi,' was all I managed to say.

'Hey Cammie. Oh wait you don't mind if I call you Cammie do you? It's just I've heard so much about you I feel like I pratically know you.' He smiled sheepishly, something he'd done a lot of in the small space of time we'd known each other.

'No that's fine I-'

'Prefer it anyway? Yeah I know.' He shrugged.

'So...' we both moved forward as the queue moved along. 'It was careless of you to keep that door unlocked you know right?'

'There was nothing too dangerous behind it anyway.' I was about to slap him on the arm when he held up his hands in a sign of surrender. 'I'm joking.'

'Good.'

'Speaking of him.'

Someone bunked the queue behind Liam but no one complained.

'Talking about me?' And the famous Zachary Goode was there.

'You're still extremely full of yourself I see.' I turned around and moved with the rest of the lunch line. Lifting a tray I added a plate of lasagne. Liam did the same but Zach went for the casserole.

'Haven't changed a bit you'll be glad to know.' he moved up in the line behind me and Liam. Moving so far up Liam had no choice but to be pushed up against me. He smiled apologetically and I just smiled back. Zach pretending not to notice, added, 'and you are glad to know after all.'

'Why's that again?' I glanced at him and the line moved up again giving us back a normal amount of room.

'Because you liked me before.'

'That's good philosophy you've got there. How'd you come to the conclusion that I liked you before?' I asked looking round Liam, who seemed very amused at our whole encounter.

'It was very obvious.'

'It was very obvious that you liked her too considering what you've told us.' mimicking Zach's sarcastic cocky tone before grabbing his tray and turning to find a table still looking very amused.

He'd been talking about me. Made it obvious he liked me? What? Don't jump to conclusions Cammie, I thought to myself.

'I didn't tell them anything. He's kidding.' said Zach, no longer able to look me in the eye. 'He does that.' I lifted a bottle of apple juice and nodded.

'Yeah I believe you.' I joked.

'I never said anything.'

I? So Grant or Jonas may of said something? I was beginning to like this whole loop holes thing the girls had brought up earlier, which reminded me.

'Oh yeah. Earlier,' but I was caught off by him leaning towards me. Very close. Without contact he pulled back again with a green apple. He rubbed it on his shirt (do people still do that now?) and bit into it. Snapping back to reality I turned around and saw a bowl of apples behind me. I lifted a red one and started to walk away.

'Sit with me,' he said gently into my ear out of nowhere.

'What?' Did he just...

'Over here come on.' he nodded towards a smaller empty table near the back of the dining hall. Turning back around, his emerald eyes searching mine, he smiled. 'I don't bite.'

Eyes were on us as we sat at the table by ourselves but I pretended not to notice.

'Earlier?' Zach said after a few seconds.

'Huh?'

'You were saying back there, somethng about Earlier.'

'Oh right,' I glanced around the rest of the dining hall searching for my best friends but not being able to spot them. 'Earlier you said "And that ends the question and answer part of our session. Thank you." What was that supposed to mean. Is there another part of the session or something?'

'You kinda over-analysed that sentence,' he smirked. 'I suppose it kind of meant that our, meaning everyone in the room, part was over.'

'I'm not following.' I hadn't even touched my dinner.

'No. You going to eat that?' He indicated to my plate with his fork. He'd only started his own meal of course.

'I'm not that hungry.' I pushed my tray a bit further away so I could lean my arms on the table.

'You shouldn't skip meals you know? Why did you get lasagne anyway? You'd much more prefer the casserole.'

'I just lifted the closest plate I guess.'

'Here try this,' he held out his fork with a little bit of casserole on the end, 'it's not poisoned I promise.'

I smiled and took his offered fork. 'Mmm. That's pretty good but-'

'Not as good as Gallagher right?' he laughed and took a forkful of his own. All I could think was, my lips had been on the same fork his had.

'Right. Hey don't change the subject.'

He smirked. 'What I meant was that 'the everyone being there part' of the session was over. Not the question and answers part.'

'Have you got better questions this time?' I asked moving onto my own apple.

'I guess you can decide now.'

'Who makes up those questions anyways?'

He smirked again. 'I'm really not at liberty to discuss that Gallagher Girl.'

'It's classified.'

'Exactly. So getting straight to the point. If you were stranded on a desert island, what would you do to get home?' he asked turning serious.

'How did I get stranded on a desert island?'

'This is serious,' he said but it didn't seem that way from the way he was looking at me. His face was poker straight but his eyes were playful.

'I'm being serious too you know?'

'Fine. You were fishing-'

'In the middle of the ocean.'

'Yes. You were fishing and your boat crashed.'

'Into an island I didn't see?'

'There was a storm.'

'Ahh ok. I'd use the remains of the ship to build a new ship.'

He simply nodded and kept going. 'If you could have dinner with anyone, dead or alive, what would you order for them?' he asked.

'Food?'

'Good answer.'

'I know right?' I really didn't know if we were taking this seriously. These were the type of questions you would ask to get to know someone I suppose.

'Do you like to listen to music when working? If so, what do you like to listen to?' He kept going.

'Yes. Different stuff. Depends on my mood. Adele, Coldplay, maybe even sometimes Taylor Swift.'

'We'd be perfect for each other. I like her too.' Did he just say that?

'Yeah that's always what's important in a relationship. The love of Taylor Swift.' I said sarcastically.

'Most defintley. More quickfire ones now. Lip Gloss or Chapstick?' Were we flirting? Scratch that, was I flirting? Effortlessly?

'Chapstick. Less sticky. Nicer flavour.' Yepp I was. Stay calm Cammie or you'll throw yourself off.

'Heels or Tennis Shoes?'

'Tennis shoes. Way more comfy.'

'Skirt or Jeans?'

'Jeans for casual wear but I like my school uniform.'

'I do to.' but he wasn't checking me out, he was staring into my eyes. We didn't break eye contact.

'Baseball or Football?'

'Draw. Love both.'

'Books or Magazines?'

'Books.'

'Pink or Blue?'

'Blue. Pink's too girly.'

'Pool or Lake?'

'Lake. More natural.'

'Gold or Silver?'

'Silver. Less chavy and generally more prettier.'

'Carrots or Peas?'

'Carrots. No idea why though.'

'Pool or darts.'

'I could beat you at both.'

He didn't bother telling em that wasn't an answer, 'Coke or Pepsi?'

'Coke.'

'Apple juice or orange juice?'

'Apple,' I said and then took a sip of my drink to prove a point.

'Muffins or cupcakes?'

'Tough one. Cupcake. Muffin is just an uglier cupcake.'

'Doughnuts or bagels?'

'Doughnuts.'

'Black or white?'

'Black.'

'Mascara or eyeliner?'

'Mascara.'

'Rice or pasta?'

'Pasta.'

'Rich or healthy?'

'Healthy.'

'Chocolate or vanilla?'

'Chocolate.'

'What was your favorite part of this interview?'

'The interviewer most defintley.' I joked.

'Mine too.' he smirked which caused me to laugh again. 'Ok.'

'Ok.'

'Ok.'

'Eh Zach? You said that already.' I looked around then to see almost all they eyes in the room were on us.

'Have these guys never seen a girl before or something?'

'One. Ms Draggeham, but she's like 100. Shouldn't really be able to legally call her a girl either.' He supressed a smile as if it was a private joke.

'Seriously. So they've never had an actual girl here, at their school?' I asked. I know it was kind of the same for Gallagher until last year but somehow it felt different with guys.

'Seriously.'

'So they're staring because...?'

'You're the most prettiest girl here.' I'm pretty sure I blushed.

'No seriously though,' I said not looking him in the eye.

'Seriously,' I did look up then and he was staring at me, 'and they're very jealous of me right now. I'd be careful if I were you Gallagher Girl. These guys are lethal.' He stood to leave.

This caused me to laugh a little, 'Yeah that makes all of us then,' I stood up myself not calculating the distance quick enough that I was standing right in front of him. Cms away from being chest to chest.

'Cammie let's go!' I turned around and seen Macey frantically gesturing at me from across the room. I nodded.

'Well I'll see you-' but when I turned back around Zach was already gone.

[A/N So? How'd it go? I know it's really boring but I'm suffering from writers block at the moment so please review with ideas and what you want to see more of and less off and I'm going to start writing the next chapter right now :) I'm really grateful for everything guys so I just want to give a huge thank you to everyone :D I love you guys! ]