Chapter 3 – I don't mean this

Cammie's POV

Zach gave me a blank look, obviously not expecting that type of reaction. "Well are you going to let me go, or are you just going to stand there like an idiot?" I let annoyance coat my voice. He recovered quickly and smirked.

"I'm not going to let you go, but you can come have dinner if you like"

"I'm not going to eat with you losers, you would have to drag me down there kicking and screaming" I sat down on my bed and folded my arms across my chest.

"So be it" Zach came towards me. I really didn't want to hit him, but I had to keep my cover. I side stepped around him and stepped towards the door, but he grabbed my wrist. I twisted around and kicked him in the stomach. Zach realised his grip and I ran for the door.

I was in the hallway heading towards the front doors when 10 guards appeared in front of me. I have to get out of here, I managed to beat them all; (thanks to my time spent under capture in the CoC American Art museum strong hold) I opened the front doors only to see another 50 guards standing outside. I can't fight this many!

I turned around to run the other way only to see the 10 guards I just fought standing behind me. I tried the best I could, but soon they were literally dragging me towards the dining hall kicking and screaming. Got to love this cover!

Bex's POV

We were all sitting there waiting for Cammie to come in; Zach came back in without Cammie. I gave him a questioning look as he sat down but he shook his head. Suddenly the sound picked up outside the halls doors.

They burst open; we all turned our heads to see 60 or so guards dragging Cammie into the dining hall. "No!" she was screaming her head off "I will not go in there, I will not sit with those freaks!" raged was etched on her face. Freaks? Macey and Liz shared my confused looks. Cammie had always loved Gallagher, she had changed.

Cammie's POV

They forced my down into a seat between Bex and Macey, with Zach and Liz opposite me. You hate them, you hate them, I chanted to myself. Keep your cover. They didn't say anything. So I started to eat my salad hoping that they would just ignore me. But Tina had different ideas.

"So Cammie is it true you were on a mission to stop an assassin from killing the president?" she asked leaning around Macey.

"Like I would tell you skank" I sneered "why don't you ask someone from Blackthorne, that's what they are" they hall went dead silent. All of the Blackthorne boys were glaring at me. Crap! No one was meant to know that they were assassins. Whoops.

"Miss Morgan, watch your language!" Madam Dabney exclaimed.

"Oh go tell someone who cares!" I yelled back. I just insulted one of my favourite teachers; I was going to do this cover properly.

I shoved away from the table and started to walk away. Bex grabbed my wrist but I wrenched it from her.

"Don't touch me!" I screamed. Bex grabbed me again but I slapped her in the face before she could. Grant didn't like this so he stood up and walked towards me.

"Apologise to Bex. Now" he said. He was only a foot away now.

"You know what? I don't think I will" I replied in a matter of fact tone "I only say sorry when I'm genuinely am and trust me I'm not"

"Then I'll make you apologise!" he lunged at me. I dodged him easily. Compared to the people from the CoC, Grant was kind of like a blundering idiot. And I didn't have a bullet hole this time.

I twisted his arm behind him and forced him onto the ground. "Point one Cammie, zero point's assassin" I said smugly. I stood up and started to walk out of the hall. Ignoring all the stares I was getting.

"Cammie, my office now" my mom's voiced announced from behind me. Every one was looking at me to see whether I would defy her too. And I was going to.

"You know what? I'm not really in the mood" I replied without turning around.

"My office now!" she boomed. Might as well get this over with.

"Fine, but this better not take too long because I have places to go, asses to kick" I swaggered out of the hall leaving the whispers behind me. I made my way too my mother's office. Don't break, I said to myself. I have to stay this way; it was the only way to keep them safe.

I waltzed into the office not even bothering to knock. Everyone was there: Zach, Macey, Liz, Bex and my mom. I sat down on the couch and let out a huge sigh.

"What do you want? Because if there isn't a really good reason, I would like to leave"

"Why did you leave Cam?" my mom asked.

"If you have to ask, you're not a good spy" I called my mom a bad spy!

"Why did you leave?" Bex said through gritted teeth.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"No it isn't" Zach said "Please humour us"

"Well if you really want to know…. Actually, I don't think it is any of your business" I swear I head his teeth grind together.

"Cameron" my mom snapped.

"Oh full names this is getting serious!" I said in a highly sarcastic voice.

"Gallagher girl" he came to sit down next to me, he slowly ran his fingers up and down my leg. He was trying to honey pot me. "Please tell me why you left?"

"Okay first, hands off" I pulled his hand away "second, like I said it's obvious"

"Cammie please tells us" Liz pleaded. I almost broke then, but I didn't.

"Okay" I stood up and went to stand by the door "I left to get away from all of you" this caused a huge intake of breath. Technically what I said was true; I did leave to get away from them. But I also left to get away from the CoC.

"Your lying" Macey said.

"No I'm not. Why else would I leave? I just got sick of hanging out with you losers" Liz was on the brink of tears now, Macey looked devastated and Bex looked mad.

"No, that's not true!" Liz cried, it killed me to see her like this.

"A long time ago we used to be friend, but I haven't thought of you lately at all" I replied in a sing-song voice.

"That explains them, but why did you leave me?" Zach added probably hurt I had left without him.

"You really are thick aren't you? I left because I didn't want you" I looked him up and down "as a boyfriend. Why do think I never kissed you back in Australia?"

"You've changed" Bex whispered.

"No I haven't" I replied.

I pulled the door open and left. Every word I said had hurt me because I knew it had hurt them. But I kept reminding myself that they would hurt more if I didn't leave again. I hoped this plan worked.