They say fear either shuts you down or it wakes you up. I haven't really experienced fear but I've learnt that in my case it does in deed wake me up. I don't fear a lot of things but one of my greatest fears is that my past should one day catch up to me.
I felt like I had been sucker punched hard in the stomach so I sat down ridiculously fast on the couch and turn to face Mr Solomon trying to keep from glancing over my shoulder at my mother. We eye each other for 24 seconds until finally he breaks the silence.
"Are you Cameron Carter?" he asks. I'd changed my real name to my foster name. On the CIA database and any other huge or small organisation, I am Cameron Carter.
"Yes" I lie and it takes all my willpower not to look over at my mother. Mr Solomon nods just as I expected him to. My lies are a thing to admire. No one knows when I lie. No one knows when I tell the truth.
"You are sixteen, correct?" he asks. I nod.
"Welcome to the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women, Cameron." He says. I nod and inspect my finger nails. My cover at this school is to be a total rebel a B word to the core. There is a knock on the door and three people barge in. One is a dark- skinned girl who is beautiful in an exotic way. Another is a black haired beauty wearing a silk sleeping gown. I mark her down as the senator's daughter. The third is small and pixie pretty. She looks around the room as if calculating a math problem.
"Where is Anna?" Mr Solomon asks them.
"She looked tired so we let her sleep" the senators daughter replies at this Mr Solomon simply nods so the Senators daughter continues
"What did you call us here for?" Mr Solomon looks at me and they follow his gaze.
"Oh," is the only sound that comes out of pixie girls mouth.
"Hello" the dark skinned girl says attempting to be polite. I don't reply. She then turns to Mr Solomon and asks him,
"Have you told her yet?" at this Mr Solomon shakes his head. Finally, I nod to the dark skinned girl making her know that I've acknowledged her.
"Tell me what?" I ask Mr Solomon, leveling my gaze to his eyes still avoiding glancing at my mum. Mr Solomon presses a button on his desk. Suddenly, his room had made a whole transformation. I made my face look blank for the time. Finally, things stopped moving and the slight rumbling in the ground stopped. Mr Solomon, my mum and the others stared at me, looking for an emotion. Shock, perhaps. They got nothing.
I keep my face as smooth as marble as I look around the room again. Instead of certificates, there are swords and daggers that line the wall. Instead of the fake plants, there are holes in the ground. I suspect that one leads to the kitchen. The only thing that stays the same in the room is the air vents. There are still three.
"Cameron this is a school for spies," Mr Solomon says. I nod and turn to ask him. Out of the corner of my eye I see the pixie girl look relieved that I am finally deciding to talk.
"So how does this school work?" I ask. I see my mum open her mouth to talk but words spill out of my mouth before she could blink.
"I mean do you still have the popular bitches and the Make- Up, Fake-Up clan? Or is the geek club more popular?" I say eying the pixie girls E=MC2 shirt. They all stare at me. The pixie girl's face is gone with any trace of relief it held before. The senators daughter spoke first,
"I'm Macey McHenry. I think we'll get along fine." I make my face blank there is an awkward silence that hangs in the air.
"Or maybe not," Macey says in a quiet voice, not meant for me to hear. I do, anyways.
"Why don't you introduce yourselves," Mr Solomon says, shooting a glance at Macey. He heard what she said too.
"I'll go first" he says "My name is Joe Solomon."
"I'm Bex" The dark skinned girl says.
"Liz" the pixie looking girl adds.
"Cameron Carter" I say in a monotone.
"Well do you want us to call you a nickname or something? Cameron is sort of a mouthful" Bex adds.
"No" I say "If you can't call me Cameron don't call me at all" Nicknames remind me of when Aunt Abby was alive. I don't like nicknames anymore.
"Let's get down to business" Mr Solomon finally says "I've called you three and Anna to help Cameron get to class, help her with her homework and other spy related stuff, understood?" Liz yawns while the others nod, none too happy about the arrangement.
"Cameron, you will sleep in a single dorm due to the fact that the others are currently full we will try to fix you up with a dorm next semester. You will also start your studies with the kids under your grade due to the fact that you are a late starter" My mum states this forces me to actually look at her and see how much she has changed in the past 11 years. There are bags under her eyes that never used to be there but losing a husband, daughter and sister can do that to you. As soon as she finishes speaking I nod and turn to grab my class schedule from Mr Solomon. I get up and dust of my clothes.
"Liz could you show Cameron to her dorm please" my mother says before she leaves the room. I have to stop myself from releasing a sigh of relief. Liz nods and then turns to lead the way. I trail behind, with my luggage clattering behind me.
AN: In the original version of the story Zach was in this chapter but I cut him from the story for now I might put him in the story latter but as for now no Zammie. I mostly want this story to be about the girls but as I said that might change. Please review you awesome people because I am seeing views but no reviews and that makes me sad and I don't like being sad because being sad is sad.