As we were in the copper, I was congratulated several times by all my friends. After all, I did compromise the boy who got all my friends out. Mr. Solomon was grinning ear to ear because Gallagher won. I heard that the other classes didn't do so well, meaning the seniors. As my friends were talking in hushed tones at the back of the chopper, I couldn't help but think of Zach. He was obviously gorgeous, with his muscular body and his wavyish brown hair, and *sigh* his startling, yet sparkling green eyes. This Zach Goode was a hottie. As I was day dreaming, someone elbowed me.
"Cam, cam, come on, we are back at school." Bex said nudging me. I shook my head in a daze and looked around. Bex, Macey, and Liz were all standing above me, looking down at me.
"Well hello to you." Macey said sarcastically. I rubbed my eyes and stood up. We got out of the chopper and quickly made our way into the mansion.
"What? Was I sleeping or something?" I asked groggily. Liz gave me a funny look.
"No, I think you were daydreaming the whole ride back to Gallagher." She informed me. Great, now I had to explain why and what I was daydreaming of. So not telling them that I was thinking of Zachary Goode and how hot I thought he was.
"So, want to guess what she was day dreaming about?" Macey asked to Liz and Bex, a mischievous glint in her eyes as we made our way to our room to get changed before dinner.
"Hell yes!" Bex cried. I groaned.
"Okay, I get to go first!" Macey called. I glared, because knowing Macey, she probably knew the whole time that it was about Zach, "My guess is that it's Zach Goode and how hot and sexy he is!" Bex and Liz's eyes widened in surprise; I guess that they were way off. I blushed, not making eye contact with them. They all squealed.
"Nuh uh." I grumbled weakly, not very convincing. Macey snickered.
"Well, you have to admit, he is god damn gorgeous." She said, walking over to her closet.
"Whatever, I was a total bitch to him so he probably doesn't like me." I told them, joining Macey at our closet and grabbing my uniform.
"Yeah, I bet it's whatever!" Bex said, mocking me. I rolled my eyes when Macey laughed.
"Just drop it. We have to get ready for dinner." I mumbled. I slipped into my shirt and blouse and was having a hard time deciding whether I should do the knee highs and heels or the tights and heels. Since Macey made our skirts so short, we had to wear over the knee socks, which she claimed was sexier and made our legs so much longer.
"Mace, what should I wear?" I asked, consulting the fashionista in our room.
"Okay, you wear the over the knee socks with my YSL strappy heels, Bex you can wear the Elizabeth and James black booties , Liz you can wear the knee socks, not over the knee, with the Juicy flats, and I will wear my Ralph Collette boots. Everyone got it?" Macey told us all. We quickly got dressed and headed down to the dining hall.
We took out seats at our usual table and my mom stepped up to the podium. She must have had something important to announce because she usually doesn't have to say anything to us at dinner.
"Ladies, as you know, the Blackthorne Institute will be joining us for the course of the school year, so I want you to make them feel like they are at home during their stay. Let's give them a warm Gallagher welcome." She announced brightly. The doors of the Dining Hall opened and through them, came a mass crowd testosterone, and their headmaster. The juniors and seniors didn't clap or do anything but stare at them, but all the underclassmen were clapping wildly, pointing to some of them. My guess is that Solomon never took them to a Gallagher versus Blackthorne compromising game. The boys stood at the front of dining hall, waiting for the headmaster to speak.
"Hello ladies, it's a pleasure to be welcomed into your lovely school. It's just excellent!" He said, a little overly happy.
"So boys, you can take a seat in your class, the seniors to the far right and the juniors to the far left. If you're a sophomore, the tables are in the very middle along with the freshman next to them on the right with the seventh graders between the seniors and freshman. They eighth graders are in between the sophomore and juniors." She explained, it all sounded very complex, but it really wasn't. The tables were placed so the upperclassmen could watch over the younger grades. The boys looked around and descended towards the right tables. I looked around and saw girls giggling, pushing each other whispering to make room for boys to sit next them. I shook my head; thank god we didn't have that problem. Then something dawn on me; we were the only four girls that had a vacant four seats on the end of our table. Shitters.
"Why hello there Cameron Morgan." A familiar voice said behind me. I whipped around to find four boys in front of me. Macey was giving them a once over then went back to reading her magazine, Liz was just staring at them like they were a new species and she had to study them, and Bex was shooting death daggers and glares at them.
"Zachary Goode, we meet again. And what are you doing at my table?" I asked coldly. He smirked. God, he was really hot when he smirked.
"You're table, what do you mean it's your table?" Another boy behind him demanded.
"Grant, be quiet. Just let me talk to them." Zach muttered to the boy I guess named Grant. He was really cute also. Like your average Greek god cute.
"Just let us sit here; there shouldn't be a problem right?" He said, smiling a brilliant smile. I think that was his famous 'I always get what I want so give what I want to me because I'm so charming' smile. That didn't work on me.
"No you-" I muttered furiously but only to be cut off by my mom.
"Of course you can sit here boys, take a seat." She told them, "Cam, be nice." She strolled away after that. I sighed and looked at my friends. They moved over and made room for the boys. Zach plopped himself right next to me. Yay, this day kept getting better.
I looked at my friends and hoped that my telepathic message got through to them. They nodded and we gobbled up our food and left quickly. To our disappointment, the boys followed.
"What do you want?" Macey snapped at them. Zach smirked.
"Well if it isn't the famous Macey McHenry…" Some one of the other boys, either Nick or Jonas said mischievously.
"Of course it's Macey McHenry; who are you?" She barked at him. He took a step back.
"Whoa, feisty much?" Grant muttered. Bex punched him, giving him the Baxter blow, paten pended.
"Fuck that hurt." He muttered.
"I happen to be Nick Slaine. Nice to meet you." He said charmingly holding his hand out to Macey, but she looked away in disgust.
"Okay, Zach, what do you guys want?" I asked heavily sighing.
"We need tour guides, you know to show us around because we are new here and we will get lost easily." Zach explained to us. I looked at the girls, they just shrugged, but Liz and Jonas were getting along perfectly fine. I think that they were talking about some recently discovered compound and its composition.
"Fine, whatever; just pick who you want to tour you." I muttered. Zach stood by my side while Grant raced over to Bex, which left Macey and Nick together because Liz and Jonas were already leaving. I think she was bringing him to the labs.
"Okay, show me around Gallagher Girl!" Zach said enthusiastically. I looked at him when he called me 'Gallagher Girl'. Yay, I had a nickname.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked him flatly.
"How about where you do your Covert Operations classes with Solomon." He suggested.
"Subs are off limits until you get registered." I told him.
"Okay, so let's just walk around…" He said, trailing off, walking in a random direction.
"Um, okay whatever." I mumbled, following him.
"So, what was that about you never lose?" He asked suspiciously. I narrowed my eyes at him as we walked through the mansion halls.
"It's true I don't." I retorted. He raised his eyebrows at that.
"What?" I asked defensively.
"Nothing." He said smirking.
"Well, it obviously it something, so just tell me!" I said furiously.
"Listen Gallagher Girl, it's nothing." He told me, but you could tell by the way he said it, it wasn't nothing.
"You know what?" I cried.
"What? I know a ton of things. I have a massive brain that's probably bigger and filled with more information than yours." He said cockily.
"Zachary Goode! You are an ignorant cocky little bastard!" I yelled.
"You know what you are Cammie? You're a spoiled pathetic excuse for a spy." He retorted.
"You're a fucktard!" I screamed at him. He laughed.
"You're an ass Cameron Morgan, really bitchy you know that?" He screamed back at me.
"You're a-"I got cut off because his lips smashed against mine, Zach shoving me against the wall. His hands grabbed my face, my hands pulling on his shoulders to come closer. I let out a little moan as he ran his tongue against my lips. I tangled my hands in his hair tugging at him so he would kiss me again. As we kissed, our tongues fought for dominance in each other's mouths. I was enjoying this way more than I should have been. He broke it off, both of us breathing heavily, just staring at each other.
"That's what I thought Gallagher Girl." He whispered pulling away from me. I didn't say anything. He walked away from me, but before he turned his back, he gave me an extremely sexy wink.
It's now officially a Zammie story! What do you think of this chapter? Hope it was what you wanted. More to come, latterrrrrrr