Bex immediately led the way to the party. "It's on Sorority Row," Bex exclaims over her shoulder as she opens the door to the stairwell.

I squeal with excitement. My first party ever. Macey and Bex give me a weird look.

"Sorry, I don't get out much," I pretend to joke even though I was dead serious.

Macey nods understandingly, "We might want to wipe the doorknobs so your dad doesn't track you by following your traces."

"Good idea!" Bex says, "And also touch random doorknobs!"

"Don't worry, I have hand sanitizer if you're a germaphobe like me."

I smile, thinking that I found some true friends.

"Cameron Morgan?!" A preppy looking girl exclaims as we enter the party, "Oh my Gosh! Your parents are legends."

"Thank you," I say politely remembering the etiquette lesson from Gallagher Academy's teacher Madame Dabney. The lesson was to prepare me for meeting the archbishop of a foreign country, but I figured etiquette can be used anywhere.

But ironically, Bex, a girl who was taught by Madame Dabney, completely disregarded the rules taught to her when she pulled me away. "Let's get beer." She said.

I nodded and we headed over to the keg.

She handed me a cup and filled it. I took a sip and almost spitted it out. It was awful, not to mention that it made my breath smell.

Bex bursted out laughing, "Your face!"

I blush embarrassed.

"Come on, let's go outside and find Mace."

We found Macey outside yelling at a poor guy for spilling beer on her shoes.

"Chill out Drama Queen! Are you like PMSing or something? It's just beer!" The guy stupidly said.

"Oh no...he's dead." Bex chuckled to herself.

"Why, what's she going to do?" Suddenly Macey flipped the guy over and made him hit the ground. Hard. He was gripping onto his crouch area.

"No, I am not bleeding out of my vagina, but you are!" Macey said calmly and walked away.

We stayed at the party for another hour. I didn't really enjoy it because there was a lot of attention on me. A butch of frat boys did a skit dedicated to me. They bowed down to me like I was a queen and pretended to stop the world from blowing up.

"Oh, bloody hell! This is unbelievable." Bex fumed as they started the skit.

As soon as the fake bomb came into site, a stun gun suddenly went off and made contact with the boy holding it. Suddenly 8 men dressed in suits similar to Chuck and Drew's appeared and started knocking out people at the party. I was grabbed from behind by one of the men and shoved into the back of a limo. I was prepared to fight as soon as they let me down, but then I saw my dad in the backseat as well.

"Dad what's going on?"

"They're saving you."

"From what? A fake bomb?"

My dad cleared his throat, "We didn't even consider that it was a fake bomb."

I let out a frustrated scream.

Suddenly a walkie-talkie goes off, "False alarm Sir."

I shoot my dad a death glare.

"Even though that was a false alarm, I'm doubling your security Cammie. This country cannot afford to loose you."

"Quite being so dramatic!"

"I almost lost you once! I am not taking any chances!" My dad yells.

"What are you talking about?"

"That day at the mall when you were 6...that lady was the leader of the Circle."

"Then why didn't she take me?"

"We're not sure, Cammie."

"Regardless of that dad, how am I supposed to have experiences that prepare me for the world if you have guards around me always?"

"My decision is final Cameron."

I return to my dorm room and find Bex in there with Chuck and Drew.

"I'm sorry about what happened today." I say to her.

Bex just nods.

"So..Chuck, have you ever played poker?" Bex asks.

Chuck's face remains the same.

"I'm guessing that's a yes, seeing that you have an outstanding poker face."

For a split second Chuck smiles.

"Aha! See I'm going to get you to talk someday."

Drew chuckles, "He barely even talks to me."

I go into the bathroom for a little bit of privacy and call Aunt Abby.

"Aunt Abby! You have to convince my dad to lay off the guards."

"I know honey. Just try to deal."

"Can you try to get him to change his mind?"

"I do have some tricks up my sleeve..."

"You rock Abby!"

"That's Aunt Abby to you, and tell me something I don't know."

I hang up the phone and walk back into the room.

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