A/N: Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

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Cammie's POV

… KIA.

'What? No, no, no! That can't be true!' But it was. It was right in front of me in black and white. He was dead. 'Dead.' That didn't seem right. He couldn't just be gone. Tears were streaming down my face but I didn't care. My dad was dead. 'In, out, in, out. It's going to be okay' I thought. I wanted my mom and my friends and Zach more than ever now but I had come so far, I couldn't go back now. I couldn't dwell on this now, I had school tomorrow. I could mourn him this weekend. I lay back on my bed and cried myself to sleep.

Beep…Beep…Beep…

"Alright, alright! I got it." I groaned. I smacked the alarm and it immediately turned off. I opened my eyes and when I saw the time, I jumped straight up off my bed and went to my closet. I had 20 minutes before 'school' started. I showered and got changed in some of the new clothes and ran to the bus stop that I found. I had already dyed my hair yesterday so I didn't have to do that this morning. I was the only one there that morning even though there was supposed to be another boy and girl there. Hey, I do my homework. 10 minutes later the bus pulled up and I got on. I got weird stares from some of the people but that's probably because I was new. Hopefully.

I sat down in an empty seat and stared out the window. When we got to the school, I got off the bus and headed straight for the office to get my schedule. When I got it, I started to look over it even though I already saw it last night. I was walking around, looking at the kids who went there when I slipped and fell… right into a guy's arms.

"Oops! Oh god! I'm so sorry!" I said, standing up. I studied him. He was pretty good-looking, he had blondish-brownish hair, blue eyes, and freckles. He also had a nice smile and he seemed nice. I couldn't help but compare him to Zach though and when I did, he was nothing compared to Zach.

"Don't worry about it. I'm Chase."

"I'm Alexis. I'm new."

"Yeah I can tell." He said with a laugh.

"That obvious, huh?" I said with a small laugh. I could tell my face was red.

"Yeah. Kind of." He said. "What classes do you have?" I hand my schedule to him.

"You've got most of your classes with me. I'll show you around. You've got math first which is down this hall." He said pointing. "Don't ever be late to math, the teacher is really strict. The other teachers are looser though so you don't have to worry as much. Come on, the bell's about to ring."

I walked with him to the class and sat down just as the bell rang. I didn't really pay any attention, having learned this in 7th grade and when the teacher, Mrs. Leir, called on me to answer a question, I did it easily and she seemed impressed as did everyone else. I just stared back at them blankly. I didn't know why they were so impressed. At the end of class, Ms. Leir asked me to stay back for a bit.

"I'm impressed…"

"Cameron, ma'am. But you can call me Cammie."

"I'm impressed Cammie."

"Why?"

"That equation you did, students don't learn that until the end of next year and even then many don't understand. We're you in a special class at your old school?"

"I was actually in a private school. I guess I did learn many advanced things there. I got in because of how well I did in school."

She nodded like she expected something like that.

"Well, I have to say again, I am very impressed. Normally I give that equation to the students at the beginning of the year to see if anyone could answer it and you are the first student in my 7 years of teaching that could answer it on their first try. I hope you have a good year at this school. Now, I don't want to keep you any longer, your next teacher will probably be wondering where you are. I'll give you a late pass."

She wrote something on a pink sheet of paper and handed it to me.

"If you don't mind, ma'am, I'm not sure where the…" I pretended to look down at my schedule again. "Chemistry lab is. Could you tell me?" I could hear students behind me filing in.

"Of course. It's just a couple doors down on the right."

"Thank you." I got my stuff and left.

I had the next two classes with Chase and we were partners for chemistry. I was actually pretty thankful since even though I was a spy, I was still human and could still get nervous at a new school. The next two classes were uneventful since, like I had said before, I had already learned this stuff.

The bell rang for lunch and Chase came up to me again and invited me to eat at their table. Well at least I don't have to worry about that. I was walking with Chase to the lunchroom when a girl that looked like she got half dressed in the morning came up to me. Seriously. She was wearing a mini skirt that went just past her butt and a sleeveless top that ended above her belly button. She had platinum blond hair, icy blue eyes, and her whole face was coated in layers of makeup. She walked right towards me and glared at me then smiled at Chase.

"Hey Chase. How are you? I see you're showing the new girl around. Do you mind if I borrow her for a minute?"

"Hey Kayla. I'm great at least I was before you came up to me." He said the last part so only I could hear it, being the spy I am. "No, no I don't mind. Alexis, I'll save you a seat okay?" I nodded and he smiled again but it was a warning smile like he knew what was going to happen. With one more glance at me, he walked off towards what I assumed was the cafeteria.

I turned back to the girl, Kayla, and found that she was glaring at me. I just raised my eyebrows at her and she looked confused for a second but then kept glaring at me.

"Listen, Alexis, Chase is mine! Don't go near him unless you want your life to become a living hell." She spat at me. I noticed a crowd of people had gathered around us and I could spot some of Kayla's friends behind her. They all looked basically the same but most of them were more clothed than her. I spotted one girl who had obviously had plastic surgery and another girl with orange skin, obviously a mishap with spray-on tan.

"Listen, Kayla," I said in the same tone she had used, "I don't like Chase like that, he's my friend so you can just leave, there's no use threatening me, it won't make a difference." The people around us gasped. Obviously, no one would talk to her like that.

"Excuse me? Do you know who I am?"

"No and I don't really care either." I shot back.

"My mother is a famous model and I happen to have many different ways of getting you out of here faster than you can say 'I didn't do it.'" She smirked at me, obviously thinking she had won. I had had enough. Who was she to think that she could order me around? Maybe it was the stress or the trauma with finding out my dad was dead or this whole mess but I just snapped.

"I've dealt with people like you, the prima donnas who, just because they're rich or their parents are famous or some other crap like that, think they're so much better than everyone else but you should get it in your tiny brain that I don't care. So maybe you should start doing something useful instead of walking around like a bitch thinking that you own everything." I smiled sweetly at her when I finished. The hall was silent and everyone was staring at Kayla, looking for her reaction.

She just sniffed at me and tossed her head back.

"Whatever. But just know, you just made a big enemy."

"Like I care." I snorted then turned and walked away. I saw Chase at the outside of the group, obviously having wondered where I was. I didn't stop; I just walked into the lunchroom with my head up and went to get lunch from the lunch line.

When I got my lunch, I looked around for Chase and finally spotted him at a table with four girls and two other boys.

I walked to the table, dreading what Chase was going to say.

A/N: What will Chase say? Alright, so school starts like in a week or so so updates will be slower. Sorry! Reviews, reviews!