Sorry it took me so long but it did, so here you go. I hope you like this one it is the longest I've written so far. :) enjoy.

I knock came at the door but I didn't answer. My eyes grew big and Leanna looked from me to Hailey to Whitney. None of us knew what to do, "Open up girls it's your mom," I heard my mom say. Leanna walked to the door and was just about to open when I screamed, "NO!" and she froze. "Why?" she whispered. "My mom has keys to all the rooms, she can get in if she needs to," I replied and she stepped quickly away from the computer. The voice cleared its throat, "I lost my keys sweetie please let me in," she asked. "What is my nickname?" I asked her. "Sweet Honey?" the voice said in a question. Hailey raised an eyebrow as to ask, 'should we open it,' I shook my head no and they stepped back.

"Fine, don't open it," the voice said and I thought they left but five seconds later a bang happened. The person kicked the handle of the door. They kicked twice and then the handle fell off and they walked in. I heard her let out an angry groan as she walked in and noticed the window was open letting in the cold night air. Then I heard her low chuckle and her pull me out from under the bed. "Hey girly girl," the gorgeous girl said with a wink. "Aunt Abby?" I asked and she smiled. "Great aunt Abby to you," she said smiling. For being my great aunt she really did look great.

My aunt was forty seven years old and still looked young. "What are you doing here?" I asked giving her a hug. "Well I heard you were on your first year here and I was in the neighborhood so I just thought…" she said trailing off. I furrowed my brow, "Something happened, you never are just in the neighborhood what happened," I said confused. "The Circle of Cavan, they're back," she said softly. Her whisper was so soft I could barely hear her. "And they want you," she said even quieter.

I stood there motionless, not moving until finally I found a way to command my feet to move and me to sit down. "Why? Didn't they learn their lesson with my mom?" I asked confused but my voice was hard to hear and raspy, like if I had the wind knocked out of me. "They should have, but they didn't. So now I'm here to protect you," she said forcing a smile. She walked over to the window looked out and then shut it. I furrowed my eyebrows again; this still didn't make sense, "Why did the Code Red go off?" I asked. "Well I'm not the only one here," She said with a smirk. I heard noises down the hallway. Boy noises, ya know the laughs and the loud voices and of course the stupid jokes and obnoxious noises I could only hope were coming from their mouths and not their… well never mind.

Whitney and Leanna turned their heads towards the hallway. Aunt Abby smiled and looked at me, "Blackthorne boys just arrived," she said into a comms unit. My jaw dropped to the floor and Aunt Abby left the room quickly. Whitney smirked, "You lucky duck, History really is repeating itself," she said. I rolled my eyes, "No I haven't found a super hot guy yet," I said opening the door. My jaw dropped and I bumped into the hottest guy I have ever seen and fell to the floor. "Sorry, I guess this isn't my room," He said helping me up. "Not unless you like rooming with girls," I replied blushing. "Can't say that I don't," he replied smirking, "I'm Logan." "Morgan," I said smiling.

"Gotta dash," he said and ran off. "Strike that I found my super hot guy," I said once I thought he was out of ear shot. "Heard that!" he called over his shoulder and I blushed bright red. I shut the door, and turned to Whitney and Leanna who were smiling big. "You lucky duck," Hailey said smiling and crawling into bed, "Now if you don't mind I'm gonna try and catch up on my beauty sleep." Whitney snorted, "You most definitely need it," she said and we spent all night dishing on how to talk to super hot guy again.

The next morning I woke up at seven, apparently I had to look super cute tomorrow for Logan. Although I complained considering the first time he saw me I was on the floor in a t-shirt that was too big and pajama pants that said 'Night' on the butt. Today though I was wearing my blue plaid skirt and white button down t-shirt with knee high white socks on and black high heels, which I looked totally cute in. My hair was in a side pony tail with a few wisps hanging out. I had on black mascara and a little eyeliner but only on the bottom and brown eye shadow.

"Done?" I asked and Hailey nodded finished with her work. I smiled and opened the door walking out how Hailey taught me. I felt a little funny today, Hailey forced me to wear a push up bra, and it was a little weird. I walked downstairs to get breakfast and sat at my table with my three best friends. Logan walked over holding a tray filled with breakfast foods. "Can I sit here?" he asked as Whitney eyed his three friends behind him. "Sure," I said moving my book. He sat across from me and smiled, "So this is your school." "Nope I just go here because it looks pretty," I said rolling my eyes. I took a bite of the chef's famous pancakes they were delicious. Warm, buttery, and mine were chocolaty because I had him add chocolate chips.

"Well if that's how you want to be," he said smirking at my obvious sarcasm. "How else would you like me to be?" I said flirting. "Embarrassed is a good look for you," he replied. I furrowed my eyebrows and apparently he took this as his cue to continue. "I hear you think I'm 'Super Hot'," he said smirking. I shifted in my seat and blushed, "Ah, there's the look I wanted to see," He nudged my chin, "It really is a good look for you." My face burned now with not embarrassment but rage, "Well if that's how you want to be," I replied my eyes narrowing into slits, "I hear that you find my butt sexy." Okay so maybe I hadn't actually heard that but he didn't need to know. "Yeah, and when you fall on it, oh man it just makes me crazy," he responded rolling his eyes. "Well how about when I'm exiting?" I asked storming out. "STILL SEXY!" he called. Every girl in the room turned their heads to look at me. I turned back towards him, "I don't want to be your girlfriend just take no for an answer Logan!" I shouted back and walked quickly out. That better make him embarrassed.

I sat in the hallway waiting for class to start. Hailey came over and sat next to me. She burst out laughing, "You should have seen his face, he was so embarrassed," she said through laughs. I smiled, "Well good," I said and started laughing with her. The bell rang and I walked into Madame Dabney's room. "Early bird catches the worm," she said seeing us walk in right away. I courtesied, "Madame Dabney," I said and she smiled. "Splendid just keep your back a bit straighter," she said and I nodded. I sat down at the tea table I usually sat in. Logan walked in and sat down next to me. "I hear were doing partner dancing and since I do so ever want you to be my girlfriend I have a proposition for you," he started, "Please, Morgan Goode be my dance partner." He got down on his knees begging. "Oh get up, I'll dance with you fine, just stop begging," I said rolling my eyes. He took my hand and kissed it, "You will make me the happiest man alive, sexy," he replied and sat down. My face burned, I knew I was blushing so I just stood forward staring at the front of the room my jaw clenched. "Everybody partner up, partner up, oh how I love watching young people!" Madame Dabney said from the front of the room clapping her hands together.

Brooke Parker came over to our table, "Logan wanna be my dance partner?" She asked playing with a strand of her hair flirting. I was getting aggravated, "Well I was going to dance with Morgan, she is going to be my wife, she already said yes so I don't know about the old ball and chain ask her," he said raising an eyebrow. Brooke gave me a look, "I don't care," I replied and she took his hand to dance with him. The second hottest guy in the rooms name was Marcus so I went to go dance with him. He had taken dance lessons at age five so he was very good. He led me to the center of the ballroom, right next to Logan and Brooke and we started dancing. He spun me out and back in and then caught me. We were dancing to fast paced Spanish music. Then the music slowed and we circled he grabbed my hands and pulled me close. I wrapped my right leg around his right leg and kicked up my left leg. "Well I better save at least one dance for the wifey," Logan said to Brooke and walked over to me. He put one arm around my waist the other under my left leg and pulled me away from Marcus.

My right leg was sort of dragged behind until he stopped and the music got fast again and I put my leg down. He kept me close to him and we danced for a while. A guy tapped Logan on the shoulder after we danced for four songs the music was now the waltz. "Can I cut in?" asked a very cute boy named Peter. "No," Logan replied and Madame Dabney rushed over. "Logan Meyers let her dance with him," She said angrily. I smiled knowing he wanted me to be his partner and was getting jealous. Peter was a very good dancer and his breath smelt like mints. Suddenly the music changed to some hip-hop/rap song and everybody froze not knowing what to do, or who changed the song. Logan was the closest person to the radio and I knew it was him. He smirked at me, I was angry so I quickly grabbed Peter and started grinding with him. Logan's eyes grew huge and I smiled at him. Madame Dabney fixed the radio quickly not noticing my dancing at all. Hailey, Whitney, and Leanna started too until the whole class was, except Logan and Brianna. His eyes were glued to me until finally the song changed and I started waltzing again.

I had danced with several guys until it was the end of class. Logan pulled me down the hall away from that class, toward the dorm rooms. "What Logan?" I said ripping my arm away from him. He didn't say anything he just kissed me quickly on the cheek and dashed off. I didn't really realize what happened until seconds later. I touched my right cheek where I felt this warmth surging through. I was blushing, why was I blushing? I walked dreamily to my next class.

The day went by in a blur I couldn't really remember much of it, but I remembered that kiss. I didn't see Logan the rest of the day, but I knew something I was afraid to admit, I liked him.

"HE WHAT!" The girls all said shocked when I told them all about the kiss. "Aww," Leanna said dramatically. I rolled my eyes, "It was no big deal," I said smiling. Whitney punched me, "The hottest guy at this school likes you and kissed you and you think thats no big deal?" She asked. "This like totally means your the hottest girl at school," Hailey said smiling. "Compared to you guys I'm the ugly duckling," I replied rolling my eyes. "But to Logan your a swan," Leanna responded and then quieted again. "An ugly swan," I shot back. She rolled her eyes and Whitney punched me. "Ow?" I said touching my bloody lip. "Knock it off, don't you realize your totally hot, once again I say this in a non-creepy way," Hailey said. I rolled my eyes but smiled a little. "I have to go, oh hey put this in the computer," I said tossing the disc my mom gave me to Leanna. She nodded and set off to her computer.

Logan saw me in the hall and turned quickly, "Logan!" I shouted and he pretended he didn't hear me. I ran after him and grabbed his arm stopping him. "What do you want Goode?" he asked me. "Why are you avoiding me?" I asked. "I'm not," he said grumpily. "Then why are you acting mean?" I pushed. "I'm not!" he said and caught himself. I cocked an eyebrow. He shrugged and started to walk off. I grabbed his arm and kissed him on the cheek, "I never said I wanted a pity kiss," Logan said. "Who said anything about pity?" I replied and started to walk off. He grabbed my arm and kissed me, this time on the lips. When our lips parted I blushed. "Was there a hint of pity in that?" I asked jokingly. "Nope, just wanted to kiss you." I smiled glad that was his answer. I started to walk off. "Still sexy," he said under his breath. "Heard that!" I called over my shoulder and went into my mom's office.

"Hey mom," I said sitting on the leather couch. "Hey honey, I have a present!" she said excited and ran to get a box. I sat up a little bit as she handed me a black box with a big red box on it. I opened it to find a long strapless red gown that cut in a diagnol line a little past my knee. "When will I wear it?" I asked. "The ball of course, you practiced dancing in Madame Dabney's and now there will be a ball," she replied smiling. "Thank you," I said hugging her. "I wore a dress a lot like that when I was your age," she replied. Then she took out a smaller box. In it was a new strapless skin toned bra that had this special material that helps it stay on and a special clasp so it won't unclasp. "What?" I asked putting it back in the bag. "I told you my dress was just like yours, by the end of the night it ended in my bra falling off and hanging from my underwear and a code red." I laughed, "Thank you," I said again hugging her. She smiled and kissed me on the top of head.

I took both of the boxes back to my room and the girls oohed and aahed at the pretty dress. "I call wearing purple!" Hailey said loudly. "Green!" Whitney said. "Blue!" Leanna replied slowly. I smiled, "Perfect," I said and put the box under my bed. They smiled, "So anything new besides the dress?" Leanna asked raising an eyebrow. "Oh nothing really..." I said sitting on my bed. "What. Happened." Hailey said. "Logan and I kissed, and he said my butt was sexy," I said nonchalantly. Of course they grilled me for details. And of course I enjoyed reliving the moment. It took me an hour to get through the whole story because they kept interrupting.

Number of times Leanna said Aww, twenty eight. Number of times Whitney said History Repeats Itself, ten. Number of times Hailey said shut up and worse profanities, thirty. "SHUT UP!" Hailey shouted as Whitney interrupted me telling what breath mint Logan most likely used. Number of times Hailey said shut up and worse profanities, thirty one. Number of times I had to repeat something, I lost track after one hundred.

I laid down on the pillow and started to fall asleep when a knock at the door happened. I growled and got up from my bed. It was two in the morning why is anybody at our door. "Who is it?" I asked. "Logan," he said. My eyes got huge and Whitney shot up like a bullet and then pretended to be asleep. I grabbed a mint out of my bag just in case and figured it would melt why I talked. I opened the door and pretended to be tired. I left the door open not wanting to explain what happened later. "What?" I asked sleepily. "I just couldn't stop thinking about you, and really really wanted to do this," he said and before I could ask his arm was around my waist he was lifting me slightly up to his lips and kissing me. We stayed like that for five minutes. When we stopped kissing I smiled at him happily. "Well then, good morning to you too," I said smiling. He cocked an eyebrow, "Did you know I was going to kiss you?" he asked. "No," I said wondering why he would ask that. "Just wondering cause you had a mint," he said smirking. He kissed me on the cheek. "Good night," he said and smiled. "Yeah like I'm gonna sleep," I replied and shut the door. "Good night to you too," Whitney said and I rolled my eyes.

I actually did get some sleep surprisingly. I woke up feeling not tired but very happy. "Solomon says wear street clothes," Leanna reported to me. I changed into skinny jeans, a cornflower blue camisole and a black leather jacket to match my black leather ankle high heeled boots. It was very easy to run in those and I hide tools in my heel. I walked down to covert operations class with Whitney. Leanna had gone on a research and development path and Hailey had to stay back two years because she came in late. (seriously like my Aunt Macey) When we got down stairs Mr. Solomon was standing in front of us and said nothing but walked out. We followed quickly outside until we reached the airplane he had set up.

He took us to this city not too far from Gallagher Academy, but far enough I didn't go there often. Solomon handed us each manila folders and finally began to speak, "This is your covers, we had the students two years below you make them so if your in a relationship deal with it." I cast a nervous glance at Whitney who smirked. I opened my folder and sure enough it was just what I thought.

Morgan Goode:

Code Name: Morgan Hammer

Attitude: Is an all out bad girl with a goody two shoes boyfriend.

Boyfriend: Logan Wilcox (Code Name: Logan Johnson)

Hobbies: Dancing, singing, getting in trouble, and having major PDA with her boyfriend.

Friends: Whitney Hoffman (Code Name: Whitney Watson)

Enemies: Brooke Parker (Code Name: Brooke Green)

Other: Likes flirting with other boys to make Logan jealous but, she will then leave said boy she is flirting with to make out with Logan.

Whitney Hoffman:

Code Name: Whitney Watson

Attitude: Bad girl with a sensitive side, she is very protective

Boyfriend: Peter Larson (Code Name: Peter Clark)

Hobbies: Dancing, singing, getting Morgan out of trouble, and have conversations with her boyfriend, when she isn't kissing him.

Friends: Morgan Goode (Code Name: Morgan Hammer)

Enemies: Brooke Parker (Code Name: Brooke Green)

Other: Likes to flirt with guys to make Peter jealous but ends up apologizing because she feels bad.

Logan Wilcox:

Code Name: Logan Johnson

Attitude: Is a good boy but he eventually gets dragged into something bad by his girlfriend Morgan Hammer

Girlfriend: Morgan Goode (Morgan Hammer)

Hobbies: Hanging out with his girlfriend or his best friend and PDA with his girlfriend.

Friends: Peter Larson (Code Name: Peter Clark)

Enemies: Any body who is mean to his girlfriend or her friends.

Other: Likes being with Morgan. Hates it when she flirts with other guys. And above all he likes watching Morgan dance.

I stared at the page at my hand and Whitney smiled at me, "Your with Logan!" she mouthed. I rolled my eyes knowing she already knew that. "Now class remember you have to not act your cover, but live your cover, every detail of it," Mr. Solomon said as people started getting into groups with the people they knew from their cover. I walked over to Whitney and soon Logan and Peter found us. The whole class was starting to disperse and we headed down the street a little while in order to get to a cafe not too far away.

Logan sat next to me and leaned in to whisper something in my ear, "You didn't happen to tell Hailey to put us together in PDA moments did you?" He asked and smirked. I looked at him from under my eyelashes, "I promise, I had nothing to do with this, I would have picked Marcus, or some hotter guy than you," I said batting my lashed. "Well apparently I'm super hot so have fun finding somebody," he said and smiled. I kicked him from under the table. He bent down to hold his leg from where I kicked him but instead he leaned farther forward and kissed me. "I'm gonna go get a coffee super hot," I said and got up and walked to get a coffee.

I looked at the guy behind the counter, he was oh so very cute. "Hi," I said turning my Gallagher girl charm into high gear, "I'm Morgan, and I see your name is Keith." He smiled, "Yeah, what can I get you?" He asked. "You, oh I mean an Ice coffee," I replied batting my eyelashes. He smiled, "Well we have a two for one offer buy one get me free." That was a very lame line but, I'll go with it. I giggled, "I might have to take you up on that offer." Logan walked up behind me and put his arms around me. His arm muscles were really big, but not like creepy like way to big for a teenage boy. I put my hands on his hands and snuggled my head into his chest. Keith took five bucks off the bill, probably would have made it on the house if Logan hadn't walked up. "Thank you for, uh, everything," I said and winked as I took my coffee and Logan's hand and walked to the table. "So where next?" I asked.

So you are probably wondering what the mission was. It was a scavenger hunt and we needed to get certain things in a very covert way. The first thing on our list was a coffee cup.

Scavenger Hunt List:

1. Coffee cup

2. A snow globe

3. A bra (if any boys are in the group they have to retrieve this item)

4. A book

5. boxers (if any girls are in the group they have to retrieve this item)

When they said we had to retrieve this item they meant we could bring them in the room but we had to actually pay for it or find a way to get it. I smiled, "Next stop tour county," I said and we headed out of the cafe.

By the time we finished buying the snow globe and the boys had already been refusing to buy the bra before we bought the boxers. I smiled, "Fine I'll get the boxers," I said and grabbed Logan by the collar of his shirt and pulled him along with me. He eventually made me let go and took my hand. I opened the store doors and looked around, the store had clothes everywhere. "Where are boxers?" I asked the lady by the door. "Back," she said looking utterly confused. I walked quickly to the back of the store and grabbed a pair of boxers. I held them up to Logan. "Is this your size, honey?" I asked him smiling. He grabbed a pair off the shelf and I smiled, "Those will look perfect on you." I walked to the front desk and saw a cute boy was standing behind the desk. Oh no, I know him, he is Matthew, the guy that handed me the soda bottle. I smiled warmly, "Hi Matthew, fancy meeting you here," I said putting the boxers on the front desk. "Yeah," he said confused, "You do realize your a girl right?" he asked. I laughed, "Yeah, I'm buying these for my boyfriend." He nodded but looked hurt. He checked them out for me and handed them in a bag. I winked, "Thanks cutie, see you around, hopefully with no underwear involved," I said and then realized how dirty that may sound.

I walked out of the store and handed the boxers to Peter, "Hold it honey, now Logan go buy me a bra," I said and smiled. He rolled his eyes, "What size?" he asked. Whitney chuckled so I punched her in the stomach. "I'll come with you," I replied not really wanting him to have to find me a bra. We walked into the lingerie store and I walked straight to the bra section. "Pick one," I said and he pointed to a purple zebra one. I rolled my eyes and pulled a bra in my size off and handed it to him. He walked over to the sales lady and smiled. "I'd like to buy this," he said handing it to her. "Oh, so who's the special someone?" she asked winking. "My girlfriend Morgan, the cute blonde over there," he said pointing to me. I was sitting at a bench looking at the book we had bought. She smiled and put something else in the bag and winked at him. We walked out of the store and he handed the bag to Whitney.

I looked in the bag, she had thrown in another bra same size but it was red with black lace. "Okay then..." I said and we continued to walk around. I spray painted 'Player' on one of the walls and ran off and then we ate lunch and went back to the plane. Solomon smiled, "You guys win," he said and I hugged Logan, Whitney, and Peter. "You guys can keep the stuff as, uh, trophies," Mr. Solomon said handing the bags to the boys. Peter smiled shyly and handed the bag filled with bras to Whitney, "Sorry buddy I'm a little smaller than that," she said and handed the bag to me. I rolled my eyes and Logan smirked and gave me a look up and down. It kind of freaked me out.

We sat in the plane not exactly sure what to do, "Why don't we play truth or dare?" Peter suggested. Me and Whitney gave him a look, "What you scared?" Logan asked ready for the challenge. "We'll play," I said and gave Whitney a look. She smiled sinisterly, "Logan, truth or dare," Whitney asked. I smiled as he said dare. "I dare you to take off your shirt and kiss Morgan," she said. His eyes grew big and he took off his shirt. He kissed me for a full three minutes, probably would have been longer if it wasn't for Brooke and everybody else coming on the plane. He put his shirt on quickly before Mr. Solomon came on the plane. We all took our seats and I blushed slightly.

That night Logan came to the room again, "Morgan," he said and looked at me when I opened the door. "Yes?" I asked. "How much did you enjoy my kiss?" he said teasing. "Not much, your like kissing a French poodle." He rolled his eyes knowing I was lying. Actually he was a kissing god, it kind of made me nervous that my kissing was bad. "Well you are an amazing kisser," he said and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed, "Good night Logan," I said and he smiled, "Good night Morgan," he said. I felt like I practically floated to my bed and plopped down. I was definitely having sweet dreams.

I wrote more to my story, I really hope you like it! Thanks to Sarcasticgirl1212, aka, my best friend, for her amazing review. And, uh, for her amazing idea for my story. :)