AN: Wow so it's been more than a year since my last update and I couldn't be sorrier. I could give you guys a million excuses but what it really came down to was forgetfulness and laziness. There was a point when I considered abandoning this story (and still have that in the back of my head) I would look through your reviews and they spurred me to write. That feeling combined with a laptop for Christmas equals update. I really hope you enjoy this and thank you so much to the people how kept reviewing and PM-ing me, encouraging me to continue. This chapter's for you!

PS: So because the actual GG5 is out already I will pretty much ignore the existence of it altogether in this story. I might include some aspects of it but for the most part it will be different so forget Out of Sight, Out of Time ever happened! Love you guys! 3

Chapter 5

When Aunt Abby was done being non-headmistressy, she turned to the rest of the students silently staring at us.

"Glad I already have your attention. This is my niece, Cameron Morgan." A few people's eyes widened but many still looked dumbfounded. "Some of you," she added, "might know her better as the Chameleon." At that statement everyone gasped and one girl even fainted. I scanned the room for a familiar face and found Jay watching everyone else's reactions with a smug grin. "Go ahead and sit down, squirt," Abby said giving my back a slight push.

I scanned again, this time searching for an empty seat. Whenever someone saw my gaze come to their table, they grinned in a way much too overexcited to be friendly or welcoming. I finally chose a seat next to Jay. Everyone either shared the creepy smiles or looked star struck. The round table was fairly crowded already but they smushed together on the opposite side of the table to give me more room, not that I minded of course.

"Why are they all staring at me?" I whispered to Jay. His eyes instantly widened.

"Are you serious?" He shouted.

"Of course." I gave up the whispering. Even if Jay was quiet everyone was determined to hear the conversation anyway.

"You're Cammie Morgan! The Cammie Morgan!" a scrawny boy sitting across from us said in awe.

"And?" I asked. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Cammie," Jay exasperated, "you're tied for the best pavement artist under 18 in the world."

"Seriously?!" I was shocked. I've met so many other talented agents in my life that the thought of me being one of the best in the word was unbelievable. "Well, why didn't anyone tell me that?"

"You would have if you'd stuck around, kiddo."

I spun around. "Mom!" I threw my arms around her.

"Honestly kiddo, I don't know whether to congratulate you or scream at you for leaving." She sounded so sad and rubbed my back like she used tot when I was little. "You escaped school perimeter and went off the grid for weeks! As great as that is for an agent, especially when you're so young, you scared all of us to death! We went crazy looking for you!"

"I'm sorry for scaring you, Mom. Really I am, but you understand why I had to do it don't you?" I looked up at her with pleading eyes.

She sighed. "Yeah, I do." I hugged her again.

I could hear almost every girl in the room 'aww.'

Abby saved the day. "Why don't you guys go off and catch up somewhere else? I think all of this hugging is going to make these guys sick." A couple of people laughed and some cheered jokingly.

"C'mon kiddo. I know a nice spot."

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We took the tunnels out and ended up back on the boardwalk. Instead of walking along it, we veered off and stood on the beach. It was practically abandoned with only a little boy and girl flying a kite with their father a little further down the beach.

Mom and I climbed up a dune (even though there is some ridiculous fine for sitting on the dunes, everyone does anyway) and sat there watching the waves.

"You remember this place, don't you?" Mom said quietly, presumably not wanting to ruin the peaceful soundtrack of children's laughter and roaring waves.

"We came here on vacation every year when I was really little." I reminisced with a smile. "When I was six, we stopped." I paused and turned to her. "Why did we stop?"

She sighed. "I don't think there's a specific reason. Missions started to become longer and more frequent. There was no time that your dad and I were both home to take you here."

"Dad took me here once," I admitted. "When you went on that mission in Iceland, he packed up the car and drove straight here. It was right before he went missing." I hesitated. "We sat on the beach for the longest time, not saying anything. Then he finally told me that this was one of the only places where he felt totally safe. That no one would ever find him or hurt him here. I told him I felt safe here too and he said 'then we'll make this our spot. Our own personal haven.'" I smiled at the memory.

"So that's why you came here, isn't it?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I don't think I even realized I why when I first decided to come here. I stayed in a motel in Roseville for the first couple of days."

"Because we wouldn't have suspected you to stay so close." Mom sighed. "Very clever, kiddo."

We sat in silence for even longer when I realized something.

"Wait. Didn't Jay say that I was tied for the best?"

"Yeah."

"Then who am I tied with?"

"I'll give you one guess."

I sighed. "Zach?"

She nodded. "Good guess."

"And Edison is a school for pavement artists right?"

She nodded again.

"Then is he…?" I didn't finish, knowing she would understand what I was asking.

"He'll be here in an hour."

And that is my little present for you guys! I've started the next chapter and it will definitely have Zach! But if I inclused him I'll need you to answer a couple of questions…

Do you want him to meet Jay as soon as he arrives or later on?

Do you want him to have a similar reaction to Cammie to the one he had in Out of Sight, Out of Time or a different one?

Please review and tell me if you liked this chapter! I just finished a creative writing class and it's really helped me to improve my writing. This particular chapter was written before the class so when I was typing it I kept cringing. I fixed the worst parts, but to update as soon as possible I mostly left it as is, which is why it's kinda bad (at least in my eyes). So look forward to a much improved update in the near future.

I have also been considering getting a beta. I need someone who will give solid constructive criticism (don't be afraid to tell me how bad a chapter might be!) and will kick my butt when it's been too long since an update so I won't go another year between updates again. Please PM me if you're interested!

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