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Chapter 3: A Video Chat, Clothes, and An Amused Teacher

Time: 05:12 p.m.

Location: Room 108

P.O.V: Zachary Goode

We all looked at the screen, so stunned we couldn't speak. The message on the screen; was an invite to chat. An invite to chat with the Chameleon. I soon came out of my shock and pulled out my best calm poker face, when really, I was jumping up and down on the inside. (and that had NOTHING to do with my Monster Energy sugar-rush) I looked at my best friends, they looked back.

"So…what're we gonna do?" I asked in a calm voice, as if this situation happened every single day, as if I was asking them to borrow notes for a class, as if having a half-asleep, muscled-up spy, a tired computer genius who had hacked into a school database which took 5-6 hours, and the best spy in the sophomore class having a hyper and jittery sugar-rush…was normal. They weren't phased at all by my cool exterior, I'm always cool, calm and confident, they're used to it.

"I don't know…I think it's obvious to say that we're all curious to what she has to say," Jonas responded. "and it's probably the only way to get close to the file, that is…unless you guys wanna stay up until 5 in the morning again," Jonas said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Grant and I gave him a look that screamed "I'm sorry" after all, Jonas is the one who worked the whole night, the only think Grant did was stuff himself with candy like he was a piñata and all I did was chug down Monsters like it was a race. Grant was the next to speak.

"Well, then lets hear what she wants to talk about…" Grant trailed off, that's when it hit us all. WE WERE GONNA TALK TO THE FAMOUS CHAMELEON! Damn, we're slow…AND WE'VE BEEN KEEPING HER WAITING! I voiced my thought. Their eyes widen, along with mine.

"JONAS HURRY!" Grant practically shouted. Jonas immediately swiveled back to the computer, his eyes were excited, right when he was going to click the red accept button, another screen popped up.

"Guys! Chameleon sent us a video chat invite! She wants to see us!" Jonas said frantically, he had a smile on his face. He immediately clicked the accept button. It said we would get to see Chameleon after about 3 minutes and 23 seconds of loading. We all smiled, then we all realized something…our smiles quickly faded…WE WERE IN OUR PAJAMAS. The first time the great Chameleon sees us, will be when we looked like we hadn't slept for hours while in our PAJAMAS?! They weren't even pajamas! Grant's "pajamas" was a white wife-beater and his red and black boxers. My "pajamas" was just a pair of green pajama pants, no shirt. Jonas was probably the only one that had appropriate clothing on. He had a loose white T-shirt, and blue sweatpants.

Me and Grant looked at each other, then at the screen of the laptop…1 minute and 8 seconds until we get the first glimpse of Chameleon, and she gets the first glimpse of me…uh, I mean us…I don't know why but I felt like I wanted to look good for Chameleon, I dashed towards my dresser and pulled out a clean white dress and began to put it on. I mentally shook myself, I just don't want her to think I'm a slob. I don't want the best spy-in-training at Gallagher Academy to think the best spy-in-training in the sophomore class of Blackthorne is messy, I don't want her to think that she's better, that's all! Yeah! That's why! I kept telling myself that I wanted to look presentable so I don't embarrass my class, when the real reason was being whispered by the small voice in my head from earlier.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a VERY loud Grant swear in Farsi. I looked over at him, he was hopping up and down one leg trying to get his jeans on as fast as possible…huh, I guess I'm not the only one who want to look presentable, I thought. I probably would be laughing if not for the situation. I looked over at Jonas he was fiercely combing his hair, trying to make it look nice…where'd did he get that comb, anyways? I looked at the screen…9 MORE SECONDS?! HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN THINKING?! I began buttoning up my shirt and looking around the room for a pair of pants. I was half way in putting on my pants, when I heard a ding coming from the laptop…oh god, it's done loading…a screen popped up…who stood there had dark hair and green eyes, but no, it wasn't Chameleon.

How do I know this, you ask? Well, I don't think that the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional YOUNG WOMEN, would except a fully-grown man into their walls. Especially if that man is the legendary JOE SOLOMON. All 3 of us froze what we were doing. My hands were holding up the wrinkled jeans I found on the floor, that were now around my waist. Grant only had one arm in a navy blue long sleeve he found in his closet. And Jonas' hand was holding onto the comb that, somehow, had gotten stuck in his brown hair. Mr. Solomon looked at all of us with his piercing green eyes, amusement obviously showed, this was the second time I've seen Mr. Solomon smile…just this time it was from seeing all of us looking like a mess. Grant, Jonas and I were silent, like someone had pressed the 'mute' button on all our voices. The only sound was coming from the computer, with Joe Solomon's laughter.

After Mr. Solomon's laughing fit was over, (which was 6 minutes and 48 seconds long for those of you who want to know) we all sat down on a chair as we face Mr. Solomon on the computer screen. It was a bit awkward, I mean, teachers aren't suppose to be personal with their students, right? But here I was, with my roommates, poorly dressed , in our room, in front of the man who determines if we fit our career choice. He had an amused smile on his face as he began to speak. "So, I'm guessing I'm not who you boys were hoping to talk to, aren't I?" He stated. Jonas blushed. Grant mumbled "yah think" under his breath. I just kept my poker face on, leaned back in my chair, crossed my arms, and smirked

"Well, no, but we don't mind talking to you either, Mr. Solomon," I said. At this Grant and Jonas began laughing quietly. Mr. Solomon narrowed his eyes, then smirked.

"Oh, I see. You gentlemen wanted to speak to Ms.--" What's her name? WHAT'S HER NAME?!" ---Chameleon, am I right?"

Damn you, Solomon. I thought. He must have known what I was thinking because his smirk became even more wider as he spoke his next words.

"I didn't become one of the best CIA agents by giving out information, Zach" At this, I just glared at him. Grant and Jonas were watching us like a tennis tournament going back and forth. That's when I decide to get to the point.

"Why are you on here, instead of Chameleon?" I asked. Well, I guess I interrogated more, than asked. He just studied me for a bit, then turned to look at Grant and Jonas, who both tensed under his gaze.

"Chameleon, never was here. She was probably asleep. I just knew that someone in the class would try and find her file. Well, congratulations Mr. North you're the one with the record time of hacking into Gallagher. I've informed Chameleon about this, and she is very impressed that a sophomore would be able to get through database under 24 hours." He informed Jonas. Jonas blushed after the bit about Chameleon. Grant and I just mumbled congrats. I couldn't help but wish that Solomon would have told Chameleon about me too…judging from Grant's reaction, so did he. Jonas was now glowing with pride.

"That was one of the hardest systems I've ever had to break through, who designed it?" Jonas asked. I internally groaned. Jonas isn't big on competitions on sport or anything, but the guy's seriously competitive when it comes to hacking.

"Oh, that. Well, the Chameleon designed it of course, that's why she was impressed someone had gotten through so quickly. Usually someone can only get through the first firewall after about 7 hours and that trips an alarm and gives Gallagher enough time to track the location of the hacker." He said. Grant gaped. Jonas' jaw was on the floor. Me? I was shocked. I didn't know that the Chameleon was that good. I kept my poker face on though. "As for your punishment…" He began. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach and I knew that the day ahead for me, Grant, and Jonas was going to be a very, VERY long.

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I'm sorry to those who hoped Cammie would come in the story in this chapter, she can't come in just yet, but I promise she will in future chapters!What's their punishment? They did all that work for nothing? Did I answer all the questions from the last chapter? WILL CAMMIE EVER MAKE HER STAGE APPEARANCE?! You can only find out by reading "What Happens When You Fall Hard" GOOD-BYE MY AWESOME READERS! :DUNTIL THE CHAPTER 4!~DiVaGiRl13 HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING!