Hey, so since it's Summer, i'm going to try and continue this story since I have time now. Umm…. yeah I don't really know what else to write so… here it is :)

I sat in the nurse's office while she cleaned and bandaged my cuts, and put cream on my bruises. When I looked at her she was looking at my bruises weirdly. I hope she didn't suspect anything. After a while, she was done.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Nine o'clock." She answered.

Nine o'clock? I was in here for an hour?!

As I was walking out I saw Zach sitting in a chair outside the office. From what it looked like, he was sleeping. I walked up to him and poked his shoulder. Slowly, his eyes opened and he got up and stretched.

"Oh hey Cammie" He said.

"You waited for me?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" He responded

"I was in there for an hour, you didn't have too"

"Really, it was only 56 minutes and 43 seconds."

"What?" How did he know the exact time down to the second?

"Nothing, never mind. What do you have second period?"

"Art. Do you know where that is"

"Yeah I have it too, I'll show you." He said while standing and grabbing his bag off the chair.

"Okay" I said as I followed him down the hall.

After going down five hallways, we climbed up a set of stairs and went through a door that said "ART" on it. He led me inside and we sat at a table to the left of the room. As I looked around the room I noticed that the walls were filled with different pictures and paintings. One of the paintings caught by eye though. It was a painting of seven people dressed in black; three girls and four boys, the sun was setting in the background and it looked like they were scaling the building. I looked in the bottom right hand corner and made out the scribbled signature; "Zach Goode". Did Zach paint this?

"Hey Zach, did you draw that" I asked pointing to the painting.

"Huh? Oh, yeah I did. It's Goode don't you think?" He asked smirking.

I laughed at his joke with his last name, "It's amazing, is it you and your friends?" I asked. Now that I look at it, it looks like some of the people I saw in first period.

"Yeah, it's-" Zach was stating to say before a group of people sat down at our table.

"Well, it's them" He said motioning to the group that had just joined us.

I was right, they were in my first class. They looked exactly the same as they did in the painting.

"Hey, I'm Bex, my full name is Rebecca" a girl with dark brown hair and chocolate eyes said smiling. Then her face turned serious, "but if you call me that you'll wake up confused in Cuba." From the look on her face I knew she wasn't kidding. She smiled at me again, "So, are you a friend of Zach's?" she asked. I hesitated, were we friends? "I guess, I mean he just took me to the nurse." I explained.

Zach looked at me and placed a hand over his heart. "I thought that we bonded during the trip to the Nurse." he said, looking hurt. I didn't know if he was kidding about us bonding or not. So me, being the intelligent person that I am, stumbled on my words and only managed to get out, "I-I didn't t-think-" I'm joking!" he cut me off and smirked. I couldn't help but think that he looked kinda cute when he was smirking.

"I knew you looked familiar!" a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes suddenly said. I looked at her questionably. "I'm Liz by the way. It's short for Elizabeth, but I prefer Liz. Anyway, I was in your first period when Zach took you to the nurse." she explained. "Oh hey" I said, confused on how I should answer that.

"Im Macey, I was in your first period too." a girl with jet black hair and ice blue eyes introduced herself. "And those idiots over there are, Nick, Jonas, and Grant" she said motioning to the other three boys that came in with them. They didn't even notice what she said, they were to engrossed in their own conversation. "I'm Cameron by the way, but I prefer Cammie." I said smiling. I didn't think that I would make any friends here, but I did.

Bex, Macey, Liz, and I were talking, and I found out that Liz likes school and learning, Bex likes fighting, and Macey, of course, likes to shop. Five minutes later the Art teacher came into the Art room. "Hello class, I'm Ms. Hopkins, your Art teacher. Today we are going to be learning about..." I zoned out before I could here the rest.

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-Spygirlz