Cammie's sea blue eyes sparkled as she sprinted across the gravel from her old Ford to the plush green grass that felt like pillows under her bare feet. As she ran, her dress flew out behind her, the baby pink catching the sun as it shone on the flowers that bloomed around her. Layers of fabric flew in the wind as she glided, a grin plastered firm on her innocent face while breathing softly as she ran.

She came to stop at by a large lake filled with water birds and fish, used to her presence and feeling no sense of danger by her being there. She stripped off her sundress revealing a pastel blue bikini that complemented her eyes and her golden blonde hair. Her small feet dipped into the lake and she padded waist deep before diving into the depths. She swam freely, completely oblivious to the man with sandy blonde hair that was watching her from across the lake.

Loneliness was no new feeling to Cammie. With two parents who didn't give a damn where she was even though they chose to adopt her and no real friends, she was used to being independent. She never felt normal, as cliché as that sounds; Cammie learnt things faster, better, easier but hid it well as she didn't want to stick out or be noticed.

The man on the shore stood up as Cammie walk out of the water to the towel she had hid in a nearby tree for her common visits and wrapped it around herself.

Cam POV

Something felt off, I didn't know what but I was positive that something was about to happen. Then I spotted him, a man old enough to be my dad but pretty good looking for his age staring at me intently. He started to move towards me and I knew that I wouldn't get very far in a bikini so I quickly threw back on my dress and dropped the towel. He was getting closer and I started to run but he was there in front of me, I kicked, he blocked, I punched, he blocked, he slapped something on my neck and the whole world went black.

I woke up on a soft bed, staring up at the cream ceiling. I quickly remembered what happened and sat up immediately, ignoring my slight headache. There was nothing else in the room apart from a dresser, wardrobe, door to the bathroom and a window. Looking down at my clothes I realised I was still in my bikini and sundress with bare feet. I slid my feet off the bed and stood up, looking around at the bare room that had no belongings or anything. I cautiously tiptoed over to the door, careful to make no sound and pushed down the door handle and slowly creaked open a slight gap in the door, ready for whoever was out there. I then swung the door open to reveal... Nothing. There was no one there. I became curious, aware of some loud talking in the distance and began in that direction, taking notice of each corner I turned and counting the doorways so it was impossible for me to get lost.

I had nearly reached the noise which I had no concluded was from boys when I saw a framed picture of a man with blonde hair, blue eyes and the caption, Mathew Morgan Graduate of Blackthorn Institute. I knew him, I had never seen him before in my life but I knew him. We have the same eyes, the same hair, the same last name, he was my father!

Why was I here? I started to panic, running down the hall ways faster now, trying to get out of this place, out of Blackthorn Institute. I suddenly stopped, I had forgotten about those boys voices and now about 50 boys had all stopped their conversations are were starting at the hyperventilating girl in the pink sundress.

I just stood there for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. Fight or Flee? I chose flee. I turned around and tore back through the school, not going back to the room I was in but another way, hoping this was the route out. I heard someone's footsteps behind me so I ran faster, but unfortunately I didn't see that one wall until it hit me, literally.

I fell on my butt, ow that hurt. The person who was tailing me had caught up and was crouching down beside me, he had the most amazing emerald eyes that I had ever seen, so bright and complementing his dark brown hair and perfectly sculpted face, and even though I admit he was HOT, I didn't care. I was scared and feeling weak, I had no idea what was going on.

"You're Cammie aren't you?" the green eyed boy asked.

I didn't reply, just got up without his help and turned away to keep walking but he put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around.

"It's ok, Mr Soloman will get here in 13 seconds and explain everything to you"

"This isn't a normal school" I wasn't asking, I already knew it.

The boy's face stayed neutral but I could sense I caught him off guard. Just as I was going to say something else, the man who knocked me out at the lake walked round the corner, I gasped quietly.

"Zach, you found her, you better get back to class, thank though".

The green eyed boy Zach smirked at me and then walked off. Mr Soloman turned to face me.

"No I have a lot to explain, so why don't we head back to your room and I'll explain everything".

I nodded lead to the way to 'my' room. I sat pn the bed and I could tell he was impressed that I could find my own way. Then he opened his mouth.

"Now Cammie, I'm sorry that we had to bring you here…"

"You mean kidnap"

"I prefer the term, protect. Anyway, your real parents hid you in that town so that you would get hurt from their enemies, they wanted you to live a normal life, but unfortunately a group called the Circle of Cavan nearly found you and they want you dead.

It was a lot to process but something was still bugging me.

"They wanted me to live a normal life? What life do they live? And where are they?"

I had a lot of questions but Mr Soloman made me speechless with one sentence.

"Your parents were killed by the Circle of Cavan Cammie, they were spies".