Yeah, I know, I said I would update quickly. You see, I was getting better; I was able to get up and go to school. Then I got a cursed piece of homework saying I had to write a story for school. That spent up a bit of my time, then I would be busy doing something else so I wouldn't be able to write. And now, just when I thought I was getting better, BAM, now I have a sore head, and sore throat, and it hurts to swallow. Not very good balance either. I fell over when I tried getting up yesterday morning.
So if some other damn person has giving me another sickness, I swear I will kill them. Though I'm not sure how… A gun would be handy… I doubt I could get one though. *Sigh* If only I were Cammie, then I could kill who ever might have given me this sickness with a piece of u-cooked spaghetti. We have plenty of that around…
Sorry, I'm rambling.
Anyway, talking about Cammie…
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Cammie
Giving Aly the tour around Gallagher was quick and boring. Because, really? There's not much a mute person can comment on as we walked around.
Unless she brought a pad of paper and a pen and every time she wanted to say something, she could stop and write it down.
She didn't though, thankfully.
I did learn something new though.
Someone can "say" an awful lot just by shaking/nodding their head, or shrugging their shoulders.
I have to admit, both Bex and I were relieved when we left her with my mother. You can only walk for so long before you forget again and ask a question like; "So where are you from, Aly?" And then realize the person can't answer.
It would be annoying enough to be mute (That is, if she even is mute), but to have some people rubbing it in your face (Even if they didn't mean it) that you can't speak would be infuriating.
As Bex and I walked down some stairs to get to lunch (It had taken that long to Show Aly around), we heard something that sounded a bit like a second echo to our footsteps. It quickly stopped after a couple steps.
Bex and I shared a look. Then, when I nodded, we both hesitated slightly in our step, putting a break in our stepping pattern. I heard again with ease. The echo of a footstep from a shoe that wasn't Bex or mine.
Bex and I shared another glance. I had a pretty good guess who was following us.
Bex and I shared another glance. We were walking down a long corridor, and judging by the sound of the echo, of followers would have to be close. They would have to be behind us.
At another nod, Bex and I stopped and suddenly spun around, both of us with an eyebrow raised at the two boys that walked up to us.
"So, does that happen a lot?" Zach asked us as he stopped in front of Bex and me, acting like him and Grant hadn't just been stalking us down a corridor. "The CODE RED thing?"
"No," I told him, shrugging. "Last time was when Macey joined."
Bex and I turned and started walking o lunch again. The boys fell in step beside us.
That still sounded strange… Boys… Boys at Gallagher
"So is there a new student, then?" Grant asked, catching on.
I shrugged again. "Maybe, maybe not." Why was everyone looking at me? I could help being tempted to fall behind the others, push on the lose place on the wall, and head down a secret passage.
Zach smirked at me, like he could read my mind.
I glared at him. We should start up a bet on how many times he smirks a day. A couple hundred times? A few hundred?
"Is the new girl cute?" Grant asked curiously. Even Zach looked interested, and he was smirking more.
Urg, boys.
Bex frowned and then whacked Grant hard on the arm, making Zach burst out laughing. Scowling, Bex turned and whacked him on the arm too, which stopped him laughing.
They both winced and took a step away from her.
"What was that for?" Grant muttered, rubbing his arm.
"You've got to be kidding me! Asking if the new girl is cute in front of us." Bex pouted at him.
Ok… They definitely don't teach us how to do anything like that here. Where on earth does she learn it?
Zach smirked again.
I glared at him again. I swear, if he smirks one more time, I will punch it off his face.
We turned the corner and I could see the doors for the dinning hall near.
"What class have you got next?" Grant asked, obviously trying to start a conversation.
"P.E." Bex answered curtly, most likely not over Grant's last comment.
Apparently Zach thought so too, because he smirked.
Alright, that was it.
I clenched my hand into a fist, and just when I was about to bring it back to punch him, Bex grabbed onto my wrist and yanked, making me stumble away from him,.
She pushed open the dinning room door we were now in front of. "See you later." Bex called over her shoulder, still tightly gripping my wrist.
She started pulling me over to where Liz and Macey were sitting.
"I wouldn't tough him if I were you." Bex hissed at me quietly.
I looked at her in surprise. "I thought you liked Grant!" I whispered back.
"I do!" She told me. "But even you being the chameleon won't be able to hide you from half the school if they find out you've ruined his face.
I looked up, and true enough, half the school were watching the two boys as they entered. I think I might have seen a couple people start drooling too.
"Arrogant idiots." I muttered sourly as I saw him smirking at Tina and Mick.
Bex rolled her eye as we sat down. "Arrogant hot idiots." She corrected.
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Zach
Grant and I had to walk to our next class (PE.) with Tina.
It's not that I don't like her, but, you know, talk about clingy. I shouldn't have to be going through this, but our guides have appeared to have ditched us.
No thanks to Grant's comment before.
Alright, we're going to ignore the fact I wanted to know if the new girl was pretty too. But come on! I mean, if she was cute, I might have flirted with her a bit, but I wasn't going to start dating her or anything.
And I know Bex and Cammie had P.E. now too, so they should be the ones showing us there, not Tina. (Who in the world comes up with these ridiculous rumors? Dr. Steve and Mrs. Morgan together? You've got to be kidding me!)
Tina… who was now pestering me about all sorts of things. Where was I born? What was my star sign? (Talk about a strange stalker) What did my mom and dad do for a living? (Subject quickly changed after that question)
Man, I was glad when we got to the place where P.E. was, and could get away from Tina.
But as I went through the P.E. door, I was so shocked I almost stopped walking.
Cammie aimed a quick kick that could have knock Bex off her feet. Bex got out of the way just in time and threw a Cammie a punch in the ribs on return.
"Chick fight." Grant grinned beside me.
I rolled my eyes and smirked. How Grant-like.
"Ten bucks on Cammie." I told him quietly.
"You're on!" He said eagerly, grinning at me, then turning back to the fight. There were similar fights happened all around, so I could tell Cammie and Bex were only training, not really fighting with each other.
Cammie grabbed the arm Bex was about to punch her with and flipped her friend over her shoulder.
I can remember her using a move a lot like that on a drunken idiot.
Much as I hate to admit, these girls are good.
But we're better, of course. At least, I think we're better.
After Bex land on the ground, Cammie through her weight down on top, knocking the breath out of her friend.
They struggled for a bit, but Cammie managed to hold Bex down.
The teacher walking by glanced at them. "Ms. Morgan wins. Find new partners and start again. Nice work girls."
"You owe me ten bucks." I hissed at Grant as I moved forward. I tapped Cammie on the shoulder. She spun around to look at me.
I raised an eyebrow, "Sparring partners?" I asked with a smirk.
She shared a glance with Bex, who then moved past her and went to talk to Grant, then grinned at me. "Definitely."
Uh oh, there's something about that look that I don't like.
I saw a blur of movement, and instinct made me take a quick step to the side so that Cammie's fist missed me.
"That's not fair, I wasn't aware we had started!" I told her.
She grinned at me. "A spy must always be prepared for the unexpected."
True.
Wait…
Did a girl just beat me in a conversation?
Wow… Burn…
"I demand a rematch." I told her.
She rolled her eyes and extended her hand to help me up. I took it warily, expecting some sort of trick. She heaved and almost sent me over her shoulder with the same move that she bet Bex with.
Expecting it, I managed to balance my weight an instead made her stumbled forward slightly. Quickly I followed by sweeping y right foot behind hers to send her tumbling down.
I had only a moment to bask in triumphant about knocking her down, before I found myself falling too.
I cursed inwardly. Cammie was good. But I was Goode. There is no way I'm going to let her beat me in a fight.
With in a couple seconds, we were both back on our feet, circling each other. Cammie suddenly launched forward and swung a roundhouse kick. I only just managed to jump back in time. She was fast! But I was probably stronger. How to use that to me advantage…
"Cameron Morgan!"
Cammie spun around to see who ever it was that called her. I didn't bother to look; I just took the chance that Cammie's turned back gave me. I slid an arm around he throat.
"I think I win." I whispered in her ear, smirking.
I've only known Cammie for… how long now? And yet I would bet everything I own that she was scowling at me.
The headmistress clapped her hands. Everyone suddenly stopped and turned to face her.
"Everyone this is Alyia Esperanza. She prefers just Aly, though. I thought it would be best to warn you, Aly is mute. So if you're wondering why she isn't responding to any of your questions… Now you'll know why." She announced.
I suddenly saw the girl beside her. She was cute, but now as cute as Cammie in my opinion. While I was studying her, Cammie managed to slip out from under my arm.
Everyone nodded and murmured hello to Aly.
"Cameron, can I talk to you for a bit?" The headmistress asked.
Cammie nodded and made her way over to her mother. I saw that her eyes never once left Aly.
Cammie obviously thought there was something odd about the new girl. In fact, I could have sworn she looked a little familiar.
But if Cammie thought there was something up with the new girl, I trusted her judgement. I told myself I would keep a close eye on the girl.
What about the girl Aly was so familiar?
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Sorry if it's not too long. It's past midnight and I'm getting tired and drifting off every now and then.
Sucks being sick.
Thanks for all the reviews last time. Review this chapter? Please?
The Gallagher Girl