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Chapter 11: A Jacket, Songs, and Texting

Time: 2:57p.m.

Location: Elevator 14 at Manhattan Mall

P.O.V: Zachary Goode's

The lights went out in the elevator. After that, the elevator jerked to a sudden stop. Chantel screamed, I stayed cool, and Cammie looked around slightly panicked (another reason why she isn't a spy). I whispered, "Grant" into my comms unit, without making my mouth move, (something we learned in CoveOps and P.E. oh, and P.E. in Blackthorne means Protection-and-Enforcement) there was no response, all I heard was static.

The thought of knocking the 2 girls unconscious so they didn't see how I possibly could have fixed the elevator, crossed my mind. I rethought it, even IF I did that, the girls wouldn't wake up fast enough to make it look normal. I didn't think dragging out 2 unconscious girl, would be very good for my school (and my) image.

I looked around, we could still see each other, because all around the elevator walls were some glass windows, so we could see outside. A dim light shown through…It was lightly snowing outside.

"Ah, shit," Cammie groaned. Her back slid down the wall, she was now sitting on the floor with the guitar case laying in her lap. I slid down next to her, I was honestly concerned.

"What's wrong? Besides being stuck in an elevator with her," I was trying to make her laugh, I succeeded. She gave out a soft laugh and gave me that smile again. I was partly grateful that I was sitting down already, I was almost certain that my legs would've gave out.

"Well, I was supposed to be in a competition on level 4, it's sorta like a talent show. Why do you think I was in such a hurry? I didn't want to be disqualified," She answered. Her voice was sad. I changed the subject as fast as I possibly could.

"So, you're in a band?" I asked her. She looked grateful for the distraction.

"Not exactly, I'm just filling in for two of the people who got sick and couldn't make it. I'll be the lead singer and the lead guitarist," Cammie explained. She was smiling more now… Wow, she's really musical…and hot, I thought vaguely. She seemed a bit better now, her eyes looked behind me to the slut, who I completely forgot about.

"Are you cold?" Cammie asked. I looked behind me and saw that Chantel was shivering in her tank top and 3 inch high heels.

"NO, WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT?!" She yelled at Cammie, her voice dripping with venom and sarcasm. She then faced me. She had a too-sweet look of innocence on her face.

"If only someone could let me use their jacket," Chantel hinted, I glared at her. NO. WAY. IN. HELL. This girl is such a…My thought was cut short by a black leather jacket being tossed pass me to Chantel.

I turned to Cammie, I finally took in what she was wearing. She had a stylish black leather jacket (which she just now threw to Chantel…and I had to say, Cammie looked really hot in leather), cut-off dark denim Capri pants (that reached right above her knees), a blue T-shirt (that matched her eyes), with a black and white heart with wings in the lower right corner, the shirt fit her curves perfectly. She had on black, low-cut Converse (A/N: I JUST LOVE CONVERSE) shoes with no laces. She had a silver necklace with the letter 'C' hanging around her neck.

"Gee…thanks," Chantel mumbled sarcastically. I glared at her again. I had no idea why Cammie was being so generous with this girl. Cammie just rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself, but before she did, she pulled out green iPod touch from her jeans. Cammie flipped it to a song, I got to get a glimpse of the small screen and saw that she picked the song "Doesn't Everybody Want to Fall in Love" by Kristinia DeBarge. I let a small smile show on my face when I read that.

After a few minutes of silence, Cammie flipped to another song, "Powerless" by Kristinia DeBarge. Which was a big coincidence regarding our "elevator" situation. I smirked.

"Are you that much of a Kristinia DeBarge fan?" I asked her, trying to lighten up the mood. Cammie took out an earphone and gave me a smile.

"Well, aren't you? She's an awesome singer, and her songs are great, see," She pulled out the earphones from the iPod and turned on a song that I recognized as "Future Love" by Kristinia DeBarge. Cammie stood up and started dancing to the song, and singing to the lyrics. She was a really good dancer and had a really great voice…

a couple of years.

and I'm gonna know your name.

it's like I waited for you forever.

and I know this might sound insane.

but it won't be long

til' we're gonna take this up.

what I'm talking about our future love.

it's so far away.

and baby you're right next door.

got me picturing your face again.

something worth waiting for.

I put all others behind me.

they don't live up.

I know what I want, what I need, to the T.

baby if they ask me.

I would say I don't even know your name.

and when they ask me:

does it change?

no it don't change a thing.

My mind went to Chameleon when she sang:

"baby if they ask me.

I would say I don't even know your name.

And when they ask me:does it change?

No it don't change a thing."

Who knew a song could hit dead on, on my love life…

'cause it's something about the way you love me.

and it's something about the way you know me.

that I can't explain enough.

just something about our future love, future love, future love.

something about a future love, future love, future love.

walking hand in hand.

going on the second date.

I can picture how we're touching

and the kiss I can almost taste.

I imagine the all the ways.

we meet for the very first time.

I can see the place, feel the love, at first sight.

baby if they ask me.

I would say I don't even know your name.

and when they ask me:

does it change?

no it don't change a thing.

'cause it's something about the way you love me.

and it's something about the way you know me.

that I can't explain enough.

just something about our future love, future love, future love.

something about a future love, future love, future love.

I know, the minute you pull up next to me.

we standing there like destiny.

when it feels like you're fighting just to breathe, that's when you know…

She went on singing and dancing until the song was done. I playfully clapped for her. She smiled and started bowing, saying playfully, "Thank you, Thank you very much, I LOVE YOU ALL," which made me start to laugh. Chantel was just staring and scowling at Cammie,

"Would you keep that…that…noise, you call a voice, down!" Chantel said to Cammie. I HAD IT WITH HER!

"Why don't you just--" I started, but was cut short by Cammie. She flipped out another song and started to sing. Before the song she gave an icy stare at Chantel, and said

"If you know the name of this song, then I'd say you should follow it," She then started to sing, the song was "Leave Me Alone" by The Veronicas.

I'm getting tired of you pushing me 'round

Dragging me down

Making a sound because you wanna

I guess that's why I like messing with you

Putting you through

A lesson or two, because I'm gonna

Before I go my own way

I just gotta say

Leave me alone

Get out of my face

I'm tired of love

Feeling so misplaced

Time for you to go

'Cause I know I'm better off on my own, oh

Leave me alone

Cammie's voice was full of confidence and strength, it bounced off the walls of the elevator, she emphasized parts of the lyrics, obviously telling Chantel, that she's tired of her attitude, hell, I'm tire of it too. And each time she emphasized the lyrics, she'd look directly at Chantel.

"I'm getting tired of you pushing me 'round, dragging me down,"…

"Leave me alone! Get out of my face"

By the time she was done singing, Chantel was silent, but was still glaring menacingly at Cammie. I sighed, at least she stopped talking…I leaned back on the wall of the elevator. Cammie turned off her iPod and sat back down. She pushed some of her hair back…something about her hair was touching a memory…I just couldn't think of it. Cammie went back to examining her guitar case. I scooted closer to see what was on it. The words covering her case were the letters "C.C." I was guessing that it was her initials.

I leaned back and closed my eyes for a bit. When I opened them the first thing I was Chantel…let's just say, getting "too close for comfort"…yeah…I immediately moved away, I must've showed some of my shock because Cammie began laughing. I looked at her, she was holding her sides as she leaned back onto the wall. I couldn't even force a good glare, Cammie stopped and gave me grin.

"You should've seen your face, it was priceless," Cammie started laughing some more. I wasn't really embarrassed, I kinda liked making her laugh. I smirked at her.

"Well, I do have a great sense of humor, with good looks too," I boasted. Cammie rolled her eyes, but still had a smile on her face. She stepped closer,

"Shut up," She said, smacking my arm playfully. Cammie rolled her eyes, trying to hide her smile. I laughed, it looked like we both couldn't really be mad at all. I heard Cammie's stomach grumble, obviously wanting food. I looked at Cammie, she was shyly looking down at her feet, but I still saw some of her blushing face. I thought she looked cute like that. I didn't laugh, (I couldn't say the same for Chantel) I just dug into my jacket pocket, looking for thos---ah ha! I took out a bag of peanut M&M's I bought during this whole trip.

"Eat up," I said. Cammie looked up, I tossed her the small bag, she caught it. Cammie gave me a beautiful smile in return.

"Thanks, Zach," She said, and popped a blue M&M into her mouth. I liked the way she said my name…I mentally shook myself, I like the Chameleon, not Cammie. Plus she's a civilian, and from Chameleon's report, civilians and spies don't mix well together. When I looked back at Cammie, she seemed upset…that's when it hit me, she was still sad about the contest…

"There's always next time, Cammie," I told her. She looked up and said in a sad voice.

"I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing it so I could help that band, but I can't now," Her voice had turned to guilt. Now I understood. I really wanted to comfort her, but Chantel had other ideas…

"Don't worry, you being late is a good thing, then those band people don't have to be embarrassed in front of the mall because your terrible singing skills," She insulted. I REALLY WANTED TO PUNCH HER! But sadly, I don't punch girl, it's just not my thing. Cammie rolled her eyes, but I could tell she was angry and wanted to murder her. I couldn't blame Cam.

That's when we heard a ring tone, it was coming from Chantel's purse, the ring tone was "The Love Game" by Lady GaGa. She picked it up,

"Hello Chantel here? Hey Cindy! Really?! The new Jimmy Choo handbags are out?! Grab me one! I can't myself because I'm stuck in an elevator with this hottie and this tramp." SHE HAD A CELLPHONE! AND SHE DIDN'T BOTHER USING IT! WE PROBABLY COULD'VE BEEN OUT RIGHT NOW! I turned to Cammie, she was steaming.

After Chantel's idiotic talk with "Cindy" whoever that is, I decided to snag her phone. I sent a text to Grant, (it comes out in my name because…let's just say I tweaked the phone a little)

Zach: Grant, I'm stuck in an elevator

Grant: Y don't u just get out then? I rolled my eyes at this, doesn't he get that I wouldn't be telling him this if I wasn't in trouble.

Zach: I can't, I have 2 civilians w/ me! Tell security or something!

Grant: OK, who're the 2 civilians?

Zach: 2 girls

Grant: oooh…what do they look like? I rolled my eyes again, can't he focus?

Zach: one's a slut

Grant: and the other one?!

Zach: she's hot, I might as well tell him…

Grant: how hot? 1-10 He was beginning to annoy me now, but if I didn't tell him, I'm sure he wouldn't get help.

Zach: 10...NOW GO GET HELP!

Grant: NICE! OK. HAVE FUN! ;) That's Grant…A thought popped into my mind.

Zach: Hey Grant, is that talent show still going on, down at level 4?

Grant: The contest-thing? Not right now, they're delaying the contest for a bit, cuz the judge is L8 or something, y? I smiled, Cammie had a chance now!

Zach: Thx, now go get help!

I turned the phone off, and slid it back into the purse, Chantel didn't notice, she was too busy with her make-up. A clown wore less make-up than her! I thought. I whispered my thought to Cammie. She laughed.

"I just told my friend to get someone to help," I told her. She smiled and nodded.

"And that contest, the judge is late so they're delaying it for a little while, you still have a chance to compete," I informed. Cammie smiled even more this time, the next thing I know, she jumped into my arms and gave me hug.

"Thanks, Zach, for everything," She whispered and went back to grab her case. I was caught off guard, but I really didn't care…The elevator's lights went on and I felt it jerk and it began moving up we were finally gonna get out! After 4 minutes and 22 seconds the elevator stopped at level 5.

"This is my stop," Chantel said, she took out a piece of paper out of her shirt (WHAT THE HELL?!) and slipped it into my jacket pocket, "Call me," She said in a flirtatious tone, it took a lot to make sure I didn't puke. The slut turned to Cammie and took the leather off her shoulders and dropped it onto the ground. She stomped on the leather and walked…or well…wobbled out of the elevator. I picked up the jacket and handed it to Cammie, she didn't look upset, but more like relief…

"Thank god she's gone," I heard her mumbled. I chuckled at her comment, but felt the same way…I picked out Chanel's phone number and ripped it up. Time for Cammie to get to her concert…and time for me to find the Chameleon…

The elevator ding shot me out of my thoughts. We were at level 4 (where Cammie is suppose to be), I was going to level 3. Before leaving, Cammie turns around and planted a small kiss on my cheek and whispered what she said before, "Thanks for everything, Zach," she gave a small smile and began to walk out of the elevator…

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