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.04 Cameron Ann Morgan

"You know you could call ahead and we would've given you a proper welcome."

"I didn't want to bother anyone, besides look at this beautiful castle!" I exclaimed as I gestured with my hands to the sky.

"Some things have changed since you left, and some things are still the same," Zach said as he reached down to my cheek and rubbed off some of the gravel that had stayed.

"Always finding an excuse to be close to me," I said as I stared up at him not bothering to move his hand.

"You never seemed to mind."

"I always had a soft spot for you," I replied as I put my own hands on his chest.

"Oh."

That was all he could say as I slid one hand up and started to wrap it around his neck.

"There's nothing the same about me anymore," I said as rapidly pulled out a syringe with my other hand and stabbed it into his thigh.

"Fuck," Zach whispered as he looked at his leg and then at me, "You know she's going to be pissed."

"That's what I'm hoping for."

There's something about watching a guy that feels superior to you fall on his knees and face plant on the ground. It feels better than ice cream on a hot day.

"Bex I'm going to need help," I said into the comm as I felt a smile start to form.

"I'm on my way up the left staircase. Everything else is in place."

I ran over to the left side of the building knowing that we were on a time crunch. I flung the door open not caring to stop it from hitting the wall.

"He's over here." I said as I ran back to where Zach was and started to grab his legs, and started to make our way down the staircase, "Gently we don't want - Bex watch out with his head-" my whisper scream was cut short as Bex accidentally let his head hit multiple rails.

"Oppies," says Bex as she yet again slams his head more forcefully against the last railing, as if Bex could sense my glare she shrugs her shoulder in defense.

"Liz spread the virus now."

"Already done," says Liz as she doesn't glance away from the glowing tablet that she has in her hands, "One day I hope something challenges me."

"Chameleon? Bookworm? Duchess?" I heard a similar voice whisper in the dark

"Reporter?" I whispered Tina code name back.

"Everything is set Op. Mission Ground Zero is on the run."

This was the fun part, now that the boys were all doped up we finally had the chance to get creative with our mission. It was rare when everyone was able to do their own thing without having to check in to make sure their action didn't have a domino effect and ruin someone else action.

So when we get these diamond opportunities we go to hell with it. Furniture was being moved. The paint was thrown. And masterpiece was formed.

"Well ladies, get a good night's sleep and get up early in the morning and I'll see y'all outside. 6 a.m. sharp."

"Good job." and "Night." Were mumbled as we started to head towards the rooms that Joe had designated for us to finally get some rest, and it felt that it would be the last good night's sleep I would get fully aware that I would pay for this night.

Zachary Goode

I knew before I even opened my eyes today was going to be hell. I didn't even try to move to know that I was just delaying the inevitable.

"Common Zach all your other brothers are waking up." I heard a voice speak and for some reason it made me want to shut my eyes harder.

"What the hell?" I asked as I grumbled as I shoved away from the current shoe that was poking me and pulled her down.

"Who do you think you are?" I barked at her and at the moment I wanted to wrap my hands around her delicate neck and squeeze the life out of her.

"Cammie. I go by Cammie now."

"What the hell is this!"

"Fuck."

"Is that all you can say?" asked Cammie, but I felt her tense up and knew that she felt the same way I did.

"Get up this instant." She said and I didn't wait for her to finish her sentence before I was already on my feet waiting for direction.

"I see you guys have met the Gallagher Girls," said Joe Solomon. The Joe we've all heard about in the hallways but never said his name. He was our own Voldermort in the institute.

"What is the meaning of all this Joe! You said that it was nothing more than some back and forth between the girls and the boys!"

"It is." was all Joe Solomon said before he walked away from the scene as if already bored with all this.

In contrast, the boys could not stop staring at what had happened while we had passed out. All the bushes were clipped to the branch. Our white roses were dripping with red paint and somehow left the outside of our school looking worse than a bridge below the highway where homeless people gathered.

And that wasn't the worse part. A once white castle had now red paint on it with two simple G's.

The headmistress walked straight towards Ann - or Cammie.

"You will clean this up right now."

Cammie didn't even flinch. "No."

"What did you say to me."

"I said no dearest Mother," replied Cammie squaring off to her mother in front of everyone. Nobody wanted to see a Morgan fight.

The only sound that was heard were the sprinklers going off just as they did every morning at 6:30 AM. Too bad there wasn't much left to water thanks to the Gallagher Girls.

The headmistresses leaned in and whispered something to Cameron. I swear everybody else leaned into trying to hear what she had said. Mrs. Morgan was never one to air her affairs.

"Everybody head towards the dining room. Breakfast will be served," said Mrs. Morgan after she was done saying whatever it was to Cammie.

Nobody dared to move as she made her way over the lawn as there were random empty patches without grass sprawled all around.

"Well Zach I would stay and brag about my prank but I am getting awfully hungry," she said as she smiled again but before she could go I gripped her by the arm and pressed her to the wall my hard body meeting her's - and if it weren't for the situation we where in I would have kissed those damned lips.

"This means war Gallagher Girl," I whisper into her ear satisfied that I saw goosebumps rise where my lips accidentally brushed against her cheek.

"And this is child's play to us," she whispered into my ear but unlike me, she flicked my earlobe. With her tongue. And just when I was rethinking about kissing her she pushed me away from her.

"Come on girls let's leave this loser to clean up." she said as she started to make her way out, "And by the way, the tattoo stays for about a month."

"Tattoo?" I searched around my arms and legs but found nothing.

"I am going to fucking kill them," said Grant as I felt him lift the back of my shirt.

"What? What is it?" I asked feeling like a dumbass trying to see what was on my back.

Grant didn't bother explaining as he stood in from of me and lifted the back of his shirt. And low and behold they had left a tramp stamp in the lower end of our backs with the words :

PROPERTY OF GG

All of us stared at their retreating backs the only sound that was made was the shattering of our teeth against the cold morning and a few curses here and there.

"We are getting them back right?" asked Jonas and I was surprised he wanted to prank them - Jonas always steered towards the more peaceful path, but I guess even he had enough of them already.

"Yes, we are."

"How?"


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also im trying to finish all my stories but I refuse to update any other story till this one is done. So im thinking this story will be 15 chapters long sooooooo 11 chapters to go. It's currently 4:34 AM and I'm finally going to sleep.