Cammie POV

I couldn't help but shake a nervous feeling in my stomach. I was sitting opposite a cute boy and not just any cute boy, a boy that bugged our room.

The restaurant was crowded but not so much that you couldn't hear what the person opposite you was saying; and I really really wanted to know what Zach was saying. He had that stupid smirk on his face and his eyes danced with amusement when they were caught in the candle light. If I didn't know he bugged my room, I would have thought he was flirty and not just trying to get information. Stop it Cam I thought. He isn't a member of the COC, he's just a boy that may or may not have a certain set of skills. Just relax.

"Cam?" Bex's voice broke me from my thoughts.

"Sorry, what?" I asked. I saw Zach chuckle slightly.

"What are you going to order?" Her tone said one thing but her eyes were studying me. "Are you okay?" they asked.

"Um...I'll have the steak please," I smiled at the waiter.

"Excellent choice," He winked at me before walking away, clearly I was the last person to order.

"So, tell me Cammie-" Zach leant his elbows on the table, my eyes grazed the bulging of his muscles before meeting his eyes. "-where are you from?"

"Isn't that a bit forward to ask girl?' I raised my eyebrow. "After all, I don't know anything about you." I leant forward on the table matching his posture. He chuckled.

"Just wondering," He leant back, almost as he didn't like, or trust, being too close to me.

"Nebraska born and raised" I told him.

"So are all of you from Nebraska?" Grant asked, joining in. I saw Zach glare at him from the side.

"Does my accent sound like it's from Nebraska?" Bex quipped.

"Umm...I…" Grant mumbled. Everyone else laughed.

"We're from all over," Macey offered, now the whole table joining in. "I'm from D.C. and Liz is from the sweet old state of Alabama."

"So let me get this straight," Grant looked at all of us carefully. "You have a Politician's daughter, a southern bell, a british bombshell and-" He looked at me carefully. "Who are you Cam?" He asked. I could feel the mood shift slightly; the girls next to me tensed momentarily. The boys shifted in their seats.

I shrugged and smiled, "I'm just ordinary."

Everyone seemed to be relieved at my answer. Zach picked up his glass and held it up. "To being ordinary" He toasted.

Everyone else raised their glasses. So did I, but instead of taking a sip like everyone else, my eyes locked with someone across the restaurant. Black uniform, shaved head, military issued black polished boots, and a gun sticking out of their belt. My glass crashed on the table spilling water everywhere.

"Oh shoot," I exclaimed trying to mop it up.

"Cam, you okay?" Bex asked. I shook my head.

"11 o'clock,"' I muttered. The girls turned in the direction and saw the same man.

"Is he-" Liz began.

"We need to go," I hissed, forgetting that the boys were still opposite us. "Girls, we're surrounded," Macey muttered. I looked around and saw several other, equally terrifying guys, coming towards us.

"Seriously? I'm on summer break!" I groaned.

"Are you okay?" Zach asked. I then remembered he was there. I fixed a smile on my face.

"Just peachy, but we have to go" I could feel one guy right behind me. Well now Zach's going to think I'm weird. I groaned inwardly before turning around and punching the guy right across his face. He staggered back, crashing onto the table behind us.

Zach POV

"To being ordinary" I toasted lightening the mood which had darkened when Grant began digging for information. He's never really been subtle. Everyone else raised their glasses, and so did Cam, she had a smile on her face which made my stomach tighten, her eyes drifted around the room. I watched as the colour drained from her face and her glass fell onto the table, soaking the napkin.

"Oh shoot," she exclaimed trying to mop it up.

"Cam, you okay?" Bex asked.

I shared a look with the boys, something was up.

"11 o'clock" she muttered. I casually glanced in the same direction. All I could see was a group of teenage boys in sports hoodies eating. Maybe one is her ex? Why did that annoy me so much?

"Is he-" Liz began.

"We need to go," Cammie snapped.

"Girls, we're surrounded" Macey muttered.

They all looked around frantically. So did Nick and Grant. I decided to study Cammie...she seemed scared, "Seriously? I'm on summer break!"

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She snapped her head to look at me, her eyes scanning my face as if remembering who I was and why I was there. She then plastered a fake smile on her face, "Just peachy, but we have to go."

Without waiting for me to respond, Cammie spun around and punched the guy behind her right across his face. He staggered back, crashing onto the table behind. Holy shit I thought. I looked across the table to see the other girls, even Liz tackling these mountains of men. And that's when I saw they all had guns.

Without even thinking or waiting for the other boys I leapt into action, neutralizing any threat that I saw. The rest of the restaurant obviously saw the commotion and were leaving. There was only the blackthorne boys, these 4 girls and a whole lot of bad guys.

Liz yelped out as one guys swung at her, but Nick was there to grab his fist and kick him back. I ducked just as Bex threw a guy over her shoulder like he weighed no more than a feather. Her eyes then roamed around, "CAMMIE!" She screamed.

I looked in that direction and saw three guys circling Cammie, she didn't even look scared or break a sweat. She just shifted her weight to grab one guy and allowing his momentum to help her launch him off. Like she was trained. I battled one guy that had a knife, narrowly missing getting stabbed. When I wasn't occupied I saw that Cammie was struggling with one guy, he'd punched her in her gut and she'd doubled over. I leapt forward and punched him square in the jaw. He doubled back. Cammie then placed a patch on his forehead and he went out like a light.

There was a calmness that enveloped everyone after that, we'd finished fighting and bodies littered the ground. But we were all on edge, not sure if we could trust the girls or if the girls could trust us.

Cammie POV

That was close, too close. If the boys weren't here then it could have been a completely different story. There were so many questions that I had to ask the boys, but I knew that if I didn't tell my mom or Joe, then I could be found again. I turned to the girls just as Zach turned to the boys.

"We need to tell Joe" Zach and I said at the same time. We turned to each other. I mean it could be a coincidence...right?

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