Bex's POV

B,

I just made an uncanny realization

Tell u if I could, but can't. C U Soon.

G.

I sit on my yoga mat and take a deep breath and I read the second note from Grant. Then I reread the first note followed by the second note again. I am alone in our suite; Macey and Liz are off with the rest of our sister and 'brothers' watching NCIS. A television show I stumbled across on September 15. Cammie must be off chameleoning with Zach lurking not far behind. For now I've noticed two things the second note is shorter and he just uses the first letter of our names. But I don't think he's in any trouble, he is just very busy. The why didn't the use the brush pass before? I try not to anger nor craze myself. Also, I don't want to get carried away. I mean, what if I'm boy crazy? Something I once, accidentally accused Cammie of being. I study the clock it's 8:53. It's has been a while since I practice my sneaking off. Sure the security is tighter but I have always wanted to know how she pulled it off.

I sneak off in a snap. Everything went great until I was in front the movie theatre. That's when a townie bumps into me. I was fine until I got pushed off course.

"Really!" I snap. The person who accidentally pushed me helps me up.

"I'm sorry-" then he stops mid track when we both apprehend who we are. The person I run into is Dillon. At first his eyes are menacing but they soften when I glare at him, too. "I've seen you before, haven't I?"

I raise my right eyebrow as is to say 'You should know should you not?' "Oh wait, you don't go to school with me and my friends."

"You've said this before." I say bored "When you harassed my friends?" Dillon's face is surprised to the fact that I remember years ago. Yet he nods his head, intrigued.

"Dillon." he says pointing to himself.

"I know." I smile mischievously "Bex." "If you're alone feel free to join." Behind him I see Josh Abram, Dee Dee and a brunette I haven't seen or met before. He walks away without my answer. It's obvious that in Roseville High they don't offer any kind of Culture and Assimilation class. Still, wordlessly I follow. Nobody I know is here so nobody can find out.

We're like five minutes walking until we reach a cheap retro dinner. A place a person has told me about. We walk in to the noise of chattering teens. I sit next to the girl I know and Dillon, Dee Dee and Josh cram into the opposite side. They talk about what happened in the movies and during the movie. I laugh along to as if I were there. Apparently, the red heads name is Annie. They don't mind me, though. Then Josh asks:

"So, how did you two meet?" Dillon stretches out as Annie props her elbows on the table.

"The same way I meet every other person. I harass her." We laugh what they don't know is that I didn't cower away. . A waiter take our plates then I notice his watch it reads 11:55. I can't get home after midnight. I am standing up when they ALL offer me a ride. I was going to decline but then I think Oh, What hell? When they drop me off I say thanks and wait for them to leave Then I sneak back in. When I got inside the suite its still empty. That's when I think I'm that good.

Grant's POV

When I wake up I get ready as fast as possible. I am supposed to meet Ms Goode and Arnett for some questioning. About Cammie. Luckily, I know exactly what to say. Nothing. Noting at all just answer their questions with questions or with stuff I know they know. With now hesitation I step out of the apartment and in to the deserted streets. On my way I stop by a local fast food and order some French fries. Or what Bex would call 'chips' its not really substantial though. I look down crispy my ass, still, money spent money wasted. I stride into the building; in which Agent Pinciotti was arrested. There is Ms Goode and Arnett waiting for me.

"I'm late, Ms Goode." I say in a not sorry voice.

"Let avoid formalities, Grant." She says, no nonsense, she has time.

"Please. Tell me about your friend Cameron Morgan." Arnett butts in; he's clearly the muscle. She dismisses him right away.

"What is there to know?" I sit on an empty crate putting my elbows on my knees.

"Anything, really. Cavan is not in the time to be picky. "Not much to know" I lie "you know who her father is, her mother her Covert Operations teacher… her friends. Their journals with reports." I stand up circling her. "I'd be happy to cooperate but there is not much to neither fathom nor know."

She laughs wickedly. "I know you know, Grant I know. But this is your first time so let's start off easy. Tell me about Abe's daughter. Rebecca?"

I held my face expressionless however the words hurt. So many things to say like she could light up a room with her smile, never take no for an answer, she wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty, (something she proved several times.) she was good at everything, she tried anything even if she had no idea what the hell it was. I try not to smile. So I lied to protect her. "We were not really close. She's nice, I guess? She's Cammie's best friend." I hope she doesn't hear that I said that. She won't believe it. Ms Goode's red lips blow up into a full blown smile.

"They are friends. I imagine they are really close, right?" she full of hope.

"Not really. They are just stuck together. Cameron's a loner." I laugh on the inside; I ruined her entire day. She stands up.

"Not much to work with. You can leave." So I did.

Like, love or hate? R&R! Sorry I made a mistake that girl BEx meets is ANNIE not Jezebel.