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Chapter 14: A Library, A Letter, and A Surprise
Time: 8:46p.m.
Location: Dining Hall
P.O.V: Dana Amelia Jordon
I had just announced that the Gallagher girls would be staying in the west wing of their school. Huh, these Blackthorne Boys aren't as sharp as I thought, they could have hacked into the system to get the inside story about the west wing a while ago, I thought.
I turned my gaze from Logan (I'm not worried about the girls, they're smart and tough enough to handle themselves. If Logan gets near one, especially Macey, Bex, or Cam, he won't be using his arms and legs for 3 months.) to the rest of the boys. They each had a stunned look on their face (everyone except for Zach Goode) when I saw him, I almost did a double-check…he looked exactly like Michael. I let my eyes examine him for a second longer, which was all the time a professional spy really needed to memorize something.
I nodded to Steve, telling him that he should finish this "welcoming" speech. He got up from his seat, as I stepped down from the stand, as I passed him, I couldn't help but think…
…Zachary "The Mask" Goode…son of Michael and Sarah Goode…best student of Blackthorne Institute (even if nobody had told him, yet)…a future CIA agent…and possibly the next boyfriend of Cameron "The Chameleon" Morgan…
I sat back down next to Joe, he smiled at me, showing white teeth and all, I smiled back. Another thing on my mind; Joe "Wise Guy" Solomon…I'm still wondering if he still feels the same way about me, what if he does? How's it gonna affect our friendship?
I was pondering this when I realized dinner was done, Joe looked at me; worry was clear in his handsome face. I waved the fact away for now, I started walking out the door, Joe caught up with me.
"So, how are you liking Blackthorne so far?" He asked. We were walking down to the west wing, I was going to check up on the girls, he wanted to say hi to Cammie.
"Well, it's not too bad, I gotta say, Steve really hooked me up! You have to see my room," I said, Joe laughed a little. On the way to Cammie's room (which is room: 252) Joe and I started catching up. We've haven't seen each other since…my mom died…I shot the thought out of my mind immediately and started talking to Joe.
"I got to become a teacher when Rachel heard that I was back from the mission in Istanbul, she was telling me how she needed someone to teach CoveOps. I thought it would be cool to teach so I took the offer," I said, he nodded. He told me that he was in this semi-retirement program with the CIA and that's how Steve asked him to teach CoveOps.
Oh, and if you're wondering why I keep referring to Dr. Steve as Steve, it because we're pretty good friends that's been on missions together. He may not look it, but Steve can kick some serious ass! I'm not even kidding! He's got some wicked moves.
As I was telling Joe about this mission that happened in Antarctica (all I'll say that happened is: there was an incident that involved, a fish, my left boot, and some scissors) we passed an abandoned library, the books weren't in shelves in the middle though, the shelves were on the walls. The whole perimeter of the room were shelves, except for one wall that was made of complete stone with a fireplace. I stopped talking and walked into the abandoned room, Joe followed.
"Uh, Dana? I know this is probably a bad question to ask you, but what are you doing?" Joe teased. I smacked his arm, he laughed. I put my hands on my hips and turned back to the cobwebbed-covered room.
It gave off a creepy vibe, I could just pictured what this looked like: I was the girl in a scary movie, you know, the one everyone's screaming "DON'T GO IN THERE, YOU IDIOT!" at with someone behind me, making sure I didn't disappear into thin air (who's usually the second victim).
"I've got an idea," I said slowly, as I examined the large room. A smile pulling on my lips, just loving what I was going to do to this place. Joe looked at me suspiciously, but ended up smiling at me, shaking his head.
"Whatever you're planning, I won't stop you, mostly because I'm sure you'd try and kill me if I did," He joked, I laughed, he looked at me with a more serious look in his eyes, he had a smile on his face. He walked up to me and pushed some of my bangs from my forehead, and to my complete shock he kissed me…on the forehead, I mean!…but it still made my heart give a strange pang…
Joe gave me one more intense look and turned away, walking to Cammie's room, probably. What just happened? I thought. I waved the event away, wanting only to concentrate on what to do with this library. The girls are gonna love this, I thought. That when I when I went to work…
Time: 9:42p.m.
Location: West wing, Room 252
P.O.V: Cameron Ann Morgan
We had gotten to our room after the dinner, which was full with silence. When we first got here, it had taken 12 minutes and 4.7 seconds for me to unpack my 2 suitcases. Bex finished about the same time as me, so had Liz. Macey on the other hand…took about 49 minutes to get her 8 SUITCASES that could've fit Anna, Liz, and Tina in one. All the while she'd be complaining about how small our dressers were. I was still amazed that she could fit ALL that clothes in that dresser.
Macey was walking up to my closet…which can only mean bad news! I jumped up from my bed and blocked Macey's path to my closet.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"I'm being a generous person and letting you borrow some of my clothes this semester," She answered in that bored tone of hers. I stared at her dumbfounded.
"You just want more room for your clothes," I told her. She smiled that supermodel smile.
"I know, but you might as well wear them too," She explained.
"Macey, don't take this the wrong way, I think your clothes are cute, but…they just aren't me, I'm the Chameleon, remember? And I don't think Chameleons go around, modeling mini-miniskirts," I said, hoping that she wouldn't make me wear something like that when it's town day.
"Oh loosen up Cam, you have great legs! It would be a shame and a waste to cover them up," She said the last part, with her matter-of-fact tone. I rolled my eyes. That's when we heard a knock on our door, a dark head with the face of my godfather popped in.
"Hey Cam, ladies, how're you all settling in?" He asked. I smiled and hugged my godfather. Joe seemed to be in a good mood…wonder what happened, I thought. I'll interrogate him some other time (and I DO mean that literally), I internally smirked.
"We're doing good," I said, behind me I heard Macey mutter, "we could use bigger dressers" at this Bex and Liz snickered, I rolled my eyes, but had a smile on my face…good old Macey (of course, if she ever heard someone call her old she would use every bit of her spy-training; which has been getting better, to claw said person's eyes out).
"Oh Cam, your mother had to leave earlier than scheduled, something happened at Gallagher, she had to take care of it," Joe said. My smile faltered a bit, but I held onto my cover as long as possible.
"Oh, alright, thanks for telling me," I said. He squeezed my hand a little, nodded, and left. I turned back to my friends, they had a look of sympathy, Bex broke the silence.
"Hey, did you know I found that guy that compromised me?" She asked, Bex had been going on and on about Grant, who could be described as Brad Pitt's body-double. I really think Bex and Grant would make a good couple, same with Jonas and Liz. Macey…well…she can have any boy she wants.
You're wondering about me? Well…if you know about the whole Josh thing, you'd know that I'm not looking for a guy right now…even if that guy had wavy brown hair…even if he had hypnotic, beautiful emerald-green eyes…even if he had broad shoulders, and was tall…even if he was one of the best spies at this school…even if he was mysterious and brooding…even if it was the tall, dark, and handsome Zach Goode--WHOA! DID I JUST THINK THAT! OH GOD!
I shook my head of the ridiculous thought, I am NOT going to let another guy in! I promised myself that when I saw Josh, that night outside of the academy, when he saw me and my sisters in the middle of a mission, and when he ran over my godfather with a forklift. (yup…that actually happened) I tuned back to Bex's babbling, Liz was listening, Macey was watching me…
"It's okay to like him, you know," Macey whispered, low enough for my ears only. Macey understood me the best when it came to my boy(s) trouble, I gave her a small smile, telling her that I got it. Our heads snapped up when we heard a knock on the door, a second later an envelope slipped under our door. I stood up and gingerly picked up the envelope and opened it. It looked like a ransom letter at first. The note read,
Chamleon, Duchess, Bookworm, Peacock
MeEt ME 10:00, The Abandoned LibRary
DON'T WEAR YOuR UNIFORMS!
~ DAgGeR
Dagger…of course, it was Ms. Jordon! I looked at all of us, each of us already in our pajamas. Bex was in a red tank top with red and navy blue plaid pajama pants, her silky hair in a high pony. Liz was in a too-large pink t-shirt with "Alabama" printed on it, she had on white sweatpants, her gorgeous blond hair let down. Macey was, of course, in a Victoria's Secret night gown, it was black silk with lace at the bottom, her glossy black hair pinned up .
I was in an ice-blue cotton long sleeve shirt that stuck to me (it, apparently, contrasted my dark eyes well…Macey's words, not mine) with dark blue plaid pajama shorts that went a bit higher than mid-thigh, my hair was let down; framing my face. We all decided to just leave in our pajamas (much to Macey's dismay, it was 3 against 1), we only had 5 minutes and 22 seconds to get there anyways. We walked out of our room and into the hallway, heading towards, god knows what…with Ms. Jordon…anything was possible…
Time: 10:13p.m.
Location: East Wing, Room 108
P.O.V: Zachary Goode
It's been about two hours since the arrival of the Gallagher girls…one particular Gallagher girl was still swirling around in my head, I couldn't get her out of my mind, to be honest, I didn't want her out.
The room was silent, each of us lost in our thoughts, and I'll bet anything that both my roommates were thinking about a certain Gallagher girl too. I was listening to my iPod, the song, "Miss Independent" by Ne-yo was playing…that had gotten me thinking of Cammie's personality. She didn't seem like the type that depended on people…it was more like Cammie was the one being depended on. She was a leader, just like me. We would make a good team, I thought…I wasn't sure if I was speaking mission-wise or relationship-wise…it could've been both. I closed my eyes…listening to the music…
Cause she move like a boss do what a boss do
She got me thinkin about gettin involved
That's the kinda girl I need
She got her own thing
that's why I love her
Miss Independent
Won't you come and spend a little time
She got her own thing that's why I love her
Miss Independent
ooh the way you shine
Miss Independent
Ooh there's somethin about
kinda woman that can do for herself
I look at her and it makes me proud
There's something about her
Somethin oh so sexy about
kinda woman that don't even need my help
She said she got it she got it
No doubt, it's somethin about her
Cause she work like a boss play like a boss
Car and a crib she bouta pay em both off
And the bills are paid on time yeah
She made for a boss only a boss
Anything less she telling them to get lost
That's the girl that's on my mind
I smirked a little, Looks like Ne-Yo and I have the same taste in girls, I thought. I heard something…it was…a beat?…I shook the fact off, it probably wasn't important, it probably was the song. I was tired anyways, we had a long day, I was beginning to drift off to sleep…but not before hearing Ne-yo's voice, singing another line from "Miss Independent"
She gonna steal ma heart ain't no doubt about it
You're everything I need, said you're everything I need…
…Cammie…
Time: 9:59p.m.
Location: West wing, outside of abandoned library
P.O.V: Cameron Ann Morgan
It was exactly one more minute until 10:00p.m. all 28 Gallagher girls were there, waiting for our CoveOps teacher/Research Track teacher's assistant (Ms. Jordon helps out the Research teacher back at Gallagher sometimes, so she knows everyone very well…all of the students love her, and that includes me) Tina walked up to me…oh come'on! What did I do to deserve this?! I thought, it was meant to be a rhetorical question, but I found an answer anyhow…you broke the heart of the world's sweetest boy…
"Hey Cammie, is it true that your mom had to go back to Gallagher because Professor Smith was kidnapped by his angry ex-wife from Brazil and your mom has to get him back and pretend that she's his new wife?" Tina asked me, her eyes wide. I was getting irritated. How does she come up with this crap?!
"No, Tina, none of that is gonna happen," I said wryly. She opened her mouth to ask more, but I beat her.
"Tina. I'm tired and don't have time for more of your gossip, all I want to do is relax!" I snapped at her a bit. My roommates were watching us like we were playing ping-pong, going back and forth. Tina narrowed her eyes and huffed away. I rolled my eyes, I really wanted to relax.
"Right on time, girls, oh and Chameleon?" My favorite teacher's voice said, I turned to her, she was leaning casually on the wall, Ms. Jordon was always one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She's also one of the best spies I've ever seen too, she was always radiant, like now…she could've been a nightlight.
"If you really do want to relax, then you're are truly going to love me after this. I suppose it was a good thing I arranged this," She smiled, I couldn't help but smile back, along with my classmates. There was always something about Dana Jordon that made you smile, but if you were an opponent, there was something that struck fear…something that shook you…I was glad she was with us!
"Ms. J? Do you know why Headmistress Morgan had to leave early?" Eva asked her.
"Well, Chica, Mrs. Morgan had to straighten out some business," was her vague answer. Ms. Jordon usually calls us by our codenames, it's kind of rare for her to call us by our real names (well…not so rare with me).
"What kind of business?" Tina questioned, it took a lot of will power not to roll my eyes.
"Sorry, Paparazzi, but that's classified," she shrugged, "now would you girls like to see what's behind that door?" she asked, nodding her head towards the wooden double-doors. Simultaneously, we all said, "Yes, ma'am" Ms. Jordon smiled and nodded. Without any hand motion or words whatsoever she sliced through the crowd of the 28 Gallagher girls, parting as if she was Moses and we were the red sea.
Ms. Jordon took a silver chain from around her neck, holding a key. That's when I realized that she was wearing a trench coat, making her look like a detective, you couldn't see her clothes, the coat covered it. She put the key into the hole, twisting it. I was directly behind her, so I was the first to see when she opened the large doors…THAT was the last thing I expected, I thought when I caught a glimpse.
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