Hey everyone I am back and better than ever. Well sort of. Anyways a few people had some questions about the boy that slammed Cam in the last chapter. This chapter is really gonna be a glimpse at the Blackthorne Boy's personalities. I hope everyone enjoys this. And new chapter for A DAY WITH THE BOYS is coming soon.

CHAPTER 8

"This is the second floor, all the bedrooms are here. Go up one flight of stair and you'll be in the third floor… everything spy related will be up there," Emerald Eyes (yes that was my name for him now) decided to give me the grand tour around the abnormally large house that held me and bunch of Blackthorne Boys. He led me down the stairs, talking quickly only giving small points to where everything was.

"Here's the kitchen, living room, dining room, and through the large door behind the living room is the backyard," he stopped abruptly and turned towards me. "Go down a flight of stairs and there will be the gym. The Labs are on the third floor. Good? Great," he finished and walked off into kitchen before I saw him disappear.

I looked around and thought how I even got into this mess. I just wanted answers, why was everyone obsessed with stopping me?

"Don't worry about him," said a voice behind me I turned around and saw another boy (shocker) and I couldn't help wonder how I hadn't heard him come down the stairs.

"Hi I'm Nick," he stuck out his hand to shake, one which I reluctantly took, "Don't worry he's just not that happy being here during summer break. He'll calm down any second. Sean always does." And with that "Nick" walked away.

Sean.

So his name was Sean.

Nick stuck his head out from behind the staircase, looked at me and asked, "Are you coming or what?"

I quickly caught up with him, scared of seeing Sean again down in the gym; I sort of hoped that my Chameleon skills would work especially well on Blackthorne Boys.

Right as he reached the end of the staircase he abruptly stopped and whispered in my ear, "Introduction Time."

Perfect.

We walked in completely unnoticed.

He started pointing at all the Blackthorne Boys as they "worked out."

"That right there, with the strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, is Wesley. Wesley Brant. He's a total honeypot. Watch out for him," Nick whispered low enough so only I could hear. Wesley was punching a bag, taking short breaths after every five punches.

He pointed to another boy with black hair and violet eyes. He scared me a little. "That's Henry Scott. He likes to sneak around. I'd lock your door if I were you," he turned to Grant who was admiring his muscles in the mirror, "Grant Newman," he rolled his eyes, "self-explanatory."

"How many are you?" I asked trying to keep in beat with his footsteps.

"15 in all, but there are only 14 here," he said without missing a beat, "Dylan and Brendan Johnson, fraternal twins. Dylan's into firewalls while Brendan's into interrogation. But they're still Gingers." I glanced at one boy with light red hair and brown eyes on a computer and another with fiery red hair and brown eyes smirking right next to him on the bench.

"The guy with a light brown hair and color changing eyes is Ethan Darren. He's a chemical freak."

Why couldn't I help notice that he looked like Josh?

All of the sudden Ethan started sparring with Jonas.

Nick pointed to Jonas and said, "Jonas Anderson, our little nerd."

But from what I saw he didn't look like a nerd anymore.

"Marco Lopez, the shorty with black hair and brown eyes, we always call him Mexican, even though we all know he's Costa Rican. He's the best liar I know." Marco was standing next to a treadmill talking to Sean.

"Sean, he can be such a dick head at times," he turned to me and shrugged, "but what can you do? Yet he's damn good director of operations."

A boy with bleached blonde hair and grey eyes walked pass us and smiled.

"That's Ryan Patterson, expert at deduction. Watch what you say to him, he'll solve you like a baby puzzle. That dude he's now talking to is Max Rears. He's too nosey for his own good." I looked at Max and realized how gorgeous he was with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes.

"I'm Nick Kern. Blade Artist. Don't Forget That. And that boy right there with the black hair and green-brownish eyes is Gabe Farce. He's got a bit of a temper. It doesn't really help that he's skilled in ammunition."

Suddenly Chase walked up to us.

"Hey," he said to me.

Nick scoffed, "Nice to see you too." He turned to me, "And this is Chase Welck. A player that needs to learn to keep his pants on."

Chase looked at Nick and smirked (must be a Blackthorne thing), "First, I'm going to ignore that last comment, and Second, I wouldn't go for her cause Zach already threatened to castrate me if I got close to her."

"What's there to cut off?" mumbled Jonas from behind. I had to hold back a laugh.

Grant turned around from the mirror, "Cam, you should probably go get some rest. I heard you've been tied up and locked up the past few days." He gave me a small smile.

TIME SKIP

I lay on my bed after scanning my room for bugs and cameras, hoping that I might actually remember all their names.

And I couldn't help but laugh at how jealous Macey would be that I got to spend some time with some really hot guys.

Then something hit me.

Had Zach told his friends about me?

Well another amazing chapter, right? Probably not. Anyways I just want to add that "Nick" in this story is kinda mean and offensive, but that's just how I created his personality. Again if you read my other story, you'll notice they're kinda different. I edged out everyone's personality and changed their spying skills since my last story. I'm actually really happy with this one.

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