Cammie's P.O.V.
"This can't be possible! There was a traitor at gallagher! And that traitor was Dillon's father!" Bex shouted. I gave her a signal to keep her voice down.
"We can't let anyone find out about this! Everyone would freak out." I whispered.
"But what if Dillon is a traitor like his dad?" Liz asked.
"I don't think so." Macy said. We all stared at her questioningly.
"If gallagher thought that there was a chance he could be helping his dad they probably wouldn't of brought of him." Macy said and shrugged.
"Ok but then why is he here?" Bex asked.
"Well I know one person who would know. My mom." I said.
"But she'll know we broke into the safe!" Liz said. I sighed.
"Yeah." I said in defeat. We then went to bed. The next morning we went through our schedule, and at the end of the day in gym we helped train Dillon. After gym we started to walk back to our room, Macy stayed behind so she could fix her make up. We were halfway across the yard when I heard some slight grunts coming from the barn. I was immediately curious.
"Hey I forgot my bag in the gym. I'll meet you guys in our room." I said. Bex and Liz shrugged and kept walking. I silently walked back to the gym. I heard the smacks and sounds more clearly now, and it sounded like there were two people inside fighting. Not wanting to be seen, I looked through a small hole in the wood. What I saw inside shocked me. There on the mat was Macy and Dillon. Practicing. Together. Macy was showing him how to do a full roundhouse kick.
"See just, lift your leg like this." She said while putting up her leg. Dillon watched intensely.
"And take it to your opponents gut." She said while kicking her leg up. She kicked him softly in the gut.
"Ok let's try it." She said. They then began to battle. Macy lead at first but soon Dillon caught up to her rhythm of kicks and punches and when she tried to land a punch to his face he caught her arm and twisted her around so her back was to him and he was holding her in a nelson. Macy looked up at him from her position and gave him a warm charming smile. Dillon gasped and got distracted long enough for Macy to quickly twist his arm backward and flip him over her head. Dillon looked up at the ground and Macy looked down at him. He got up off the ground quickly.
"Wow you're pretty good at fighting for being so beautiful." He blurted out. And then as If almost just realizing that he had said it he blushed and started to stutter.
"I mean- I-I just think…." He continued, but Macy gently took a few steps over to him until she was standing directly in front of him.
"Don't worry about it. You're not to bad yourself." She said. Dillon, looked down at her. Surprised.
"You mean for fighting or for being handsome?" He said, joking and smirked. She smiled up at him. And stepped closer.
"Both." She said. Dillon's eyes widened. I couldn't tell exactly what happened next. They both leaned in at the same time, and then they were kissing. It lasted for one minute and thirty seconds before they finally pulled away. I stepped away from the hole and ran back to our room.