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Chapter 7

(Cammie's POV)

My alarm went off at 7:45, and I woke up immediately. I jumped in the shower, and took extra care with shaving, shampooing, and conditioning. I had to look my best today to impress Garret, and the rest of the school.

After I finished showering, I did my hair, put on my makeup, and got dressed in the outfit I picked out yesterday. I grabbed a bite to eat; I didn't need my stomach growling all day. It was about 8:30 when I finished everything so I had some time left before Garret got there. I went over my cover repeatedly; to make sure I knew every question that could be asked.

There was a knock on my door and I stood up, straightened out my dress, and walked over to answer the door. When I opened the door, I was stunned by his looks. He looked even better in person then he did in pictures. I quickly tried to cover my shock.

"Are you ready?" He asked, his voice just adding to his sexiness… it was deep and he had a British accent.

"Almost!" I said. I went back inside my room and went into my bedroom.

"You can come in if you want." I yelled towards the door, hoping I sounded bored.

I applied another layer of lip gloss, and double checked myself in the mirror.

"You look great." He said quickly behind me. I jumped; I hadn't realized he had come inside.

"Thanks." I replied, still hoping I sounded uninterested.

"We do need to go now. We're going to be late." He said, taking a step towards the door.

"One minute." I brushed him off.

"Madison. We need to go!" He said more sternly.

"Can you see that I'm busy?" I replied sharply.

"Meet me outside in 20 seconds or I'm leaving without you." He almost growled. It was one of the hottest things I had ever heard.

I waited 17 and a half seconds before I joined him outside.

"Alright. Let's go."

He didn't speak to me, and he led me down the hallway.

"This is the library." He said as he passed a room that I already knew was the library.

"I bet you won't spend much time in there." He smirked.

I decided not to respond.

"So now I get the silent treatment?" He asked me.

"No. I just don't have anything to say." I responded.

"We are almost to class. I'm really surprised you are in classes with me." Garret smirked again.

He was really starting to bother me.

"Why? You're assuming I'm stupid because I'm rich?" I snapped.

"Damn. I hope I'm wrong about you Moore. I like you." He said with a crooked smile as he walked into Bio.

I followed behind him with a grin. Zach was in this class with me, and I was nervous to see how he would react to me having to flirt with Garret.

I made eye contact with Zach and he gave me a smile and a nod. I saw him turn to a kid next to him and ask him:

"Who's that?"

The kid responded "I don't know, but I'd like too." He said with a suggestive voice.

I noted to stay clear of him. I wasn't sure where to sit, but luckily, Garret gestured me over to him before I looked like a loser.

"Guys, this is Madison." He started, "Do you go by Maddie?"

"Yeah. You can call me Madison or Maddy." I replied with a smile.

"This is Grace," He gestured to a brunette sitting behind him, she was beautiful. She nodded to say hello.

"This is Howard," He pointed to another hot guy sitting next to him.

"Nice you meet you." Howard said with his best smile.

"And this is Haley." He finished with a blonde sitting next to Garret. She looked me over, but I guess she decided that I would be okay because she spoke.

"I like your dress." She said with a smile.

"Thanks! I really like your shoes, the Prada collection from this year is my favorite." I tried to gush, I'm not sure I did very well. Luckily, Haley seemed to buy it because she looked at Grace and nodded.

"Well, class is about to start. So, you can sit next to Garret." She said with a smile.

I moved to take the sit on the other side of Garret. He put his other side of my chair and leaned in, "Haley accepted you, which means you can stick around." He whispered in my ear.

I shivered and responded jokingly, "What if I don't want to stick around?"

"I sure hope you do," he laughed back. He leaned back towards his seat and I took a deep breath. I saw Zach gripping his desk tightly and I was hoping it wasn't because of Garret and me.

The teacher came in and started his lesson; I took this class 3 years ago so I already knew most of the answers. I answered enough to show Garret I had a brain, but not enough to seem like a nerd. At the end of class, Garret and his group started towards the door, I wasn't sure whether to follow but Haley called after me, "Aren't you coming?"

I nodded and walked to catch up with them.

"Since you're new here, you probably don't really know your way around." Grace said, it didn't really sound like a question but I figured that I was supposed to respond.

"Yeah, Garret showed me around some this morning… but…" I trailed off.

"We'll show you around later." Haley said with a genuine smile. They weren't as bad as I was expecting… not as bad as Macey when she first came to Gallagher Academy. I might actually get along with them, once I got to know them.

"Thanks. So who's who around here?" I asked, wondering who I should and should not hang out with.

"Well, obviously this group is the most popular. But after us, it's the soccer kids, and then the rich but dumb, then the nerds, then the artistic kids." Haley said thoughtfully.

"That is what I figured." I answered back with a laugh, "that's how it was at my old school too."

"Oh, your old school. Where was that?" Howard asked.

"It was in Germany, some lame boarding school that my dad sent me too. I was glad when they kicked me out." I sighed dramatically.

"You got kicked out?! For what?" Haley said excitedly, I guess they liked the 'bad kid' image here.

"Underage drinking." I responded nonchalant.

"Wow. How did your dad take it? Was he mad?" Grace asked.

"You guys act like that was the first school I got kicked out of; I'm on my fourth school in the past 3 years." I said, still going for my bored act.

"Wow. My parents would kill me if I ever got kicked out of school!" Haley replied.

I laughed, "Well my dad is away a lot so he doesn't really know…"

"My dad isn't home a lot either." Haley said.

"What's your dad do?"

"I honestly have no idea; he says he's involved in 'foreign business' but I don't know what that means." Haley said, looking somewhat upset.

"It's cool; I have no idea what my dad does. I haven't heard from him in 2 years. I get letters once a week but that's it." I replied, trying not to think about my real dad.

"Wow. That must suck." Garret spoke up; I had almost forgotten he was there.

"Yeah. It does." I said with a frown.

"Do you want me to walk you to your next class? Its math." Garret said with a smile.

"Sure, when does it start?"

"In like… 15 minutes." Garret said.

"Okay…" I said confused.

Garret just nodded, and gestured for me follow him.

"Well, I guess I'll see you guys later." I said with a wave as I followed Garret.

"Why did we leave so early?" I asked as I hurried to catch up to him.

"I'm going to show you around some, Moore." He paused, "Is that okay?"

He gave me a look that I swear looked into my soul. He is just too hot; I can't think straight.

"Ye-" I coughed, "Yeah, that's fine."

He laughed, "Does it make you nervous to be alone with me?"

I pushed on his shoulder, giving him a little shove. "Of course not! I'm recovering from a cold." I lied, more smoothly this time.

"Sure, sure." He laughed as he showed me around.

We walked quietly for 7 minutes and 45 seconds, but it wasn't awkward. I liked that we could walk, and didn't feel the need to fill up the silence with meaningless conversation.

We walked past a beautiful garden and I gasped.

Garret stopped, and took a deep breath, like just being near the garden was relaxing. He looked around and I could see his shoulders relax and he seemed to be releasing all this stress I didn't even know he had.

Garret coughed, "My mom and I used to garden together." He looked down, "She died when I was ten, but she was a great mom. All I can really remember about her is gardening, so whenever I'm feeling upset… I come out here and I think about her. It's calming." He paused, maybe embarrassed, "She was sick for so long… she barely had the energy to eat, but she would always find the energy to come outside and garden with me." He paused again, "Sorry. You didn't ask me to tell you that, that was a lot for me to tell you when I barley know you." He started to turn to walk back towards the buildings.

"No, wait. I'm glad you told me. I really like you, Garret… and even though we don't really know each other I would like to get to know you better." I stepped towards him, and placed my hand on his arm. I looked up at him, and I saw in his eyes he thought that he had trusted me too much… that I was going to think he was strange.

"Garret, the last memory I have of my father was me yelling at him for not being there enough. Then I didn't see him again…" I spoke the truth, involuntarily, I quickly tried to cover, "he may not be dead, but he around so little that he basically is. I haven't seen my father in over 5 years. I lied back there… I don't even get letters." I stopped, getting choked up realizing that it was the truth. I miss my dad so bad…

I coughed and looked away, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Garret placed a hand under my chin and made me look at him, his eyes were perfect. They were a bright green that looked incredible with his dark brown hair. I wasn't supposed to be feeling like this, but with him looking at me… with him so close to me, I just wanted him to kiss me. Maybe it was how he was just so honest to a stranger, or maybe it was thinking about Zach and how much I wanted to be with him; either way, I found myself hoping he would kiss me. He looked at me for another few seconds before taking a deep breath and stepping away from me.

"Now that we got that out of the way… let's start with some lighter topics." He laughed, and gave me a smile. I laughed and nodded.

"So, what's your favorite color?" He asked, and I responded "Blue. How about you?"

"It's blue too," he said with another laugh. We went on like this for a while, with him asking me questions about myself. Which are much harder to answer when you are not yourself.

We made to Math with a minute to spare, none of our other 'friends' were in this class, but Bex and Zach both were. We made brief eye contact and Bex gave me an encouraging smile; Zach, on the other hand, look pissed.

"Hey, there isn't another seat next to my normal seat so we can grab the two seats in the back." Garret said, and he gestured towards to seats completely secluded in the back off the classroom.

"Those seats look awful." I said with a laugh.

He frowned. "They really do, but… we don't have many other options!"

I laughed and followed him towards the back of the room. When class started, I realized I had already learned all of this too. I looked over towards Garret and he looked bored too. I quickly tore a piece of paper out of my notebook and scribbled him a note:

Have you taken this class before?

He took the note, and wrote back:

Yeah, we took it in 9th grade at my old school.

When did you move to this school?

I moved here two years ago.

Where did you go before here?

I went to a boarding school in Paris. I loved it there, but when my dad switched jobs, he had to move and he wanted me to be 'closer' to him.

Dang, that sucks.

Did you really get kicked out of your last school for drinking?

Yeah, I was at a party. The whole party got busted, but a few other kids and I already had other 'offences' so this was the "last straw."

And your father really doesn't know?

He might, but he's never said anything to me about it.

I'm sorry about that, by the way.

It's okay. I'm sorry about your mom.

Its okay, at least I have good memories with my mom. It seems like you and your dad never had a good relationship.

Not really, he was always away. So I lived with Nannies until I was old enough to go to boarding schools.

Who's the guy three sits up, and two over?

I looked up, and saw it was Zach… I quickly wrote back:

I don't know, why?

He keeps looking at us. It's creepy.

Yeah, I don't know who that is. It's probably because I'm new.

He's new too. I think more likely it's because you're so beautiful and he is wondering if he has a chance with you.

I blushed.

I doubt that is it. More likely he is wondering who the losers are that are sitting in the back ;)

Probably. We do look like losers, but I mean… there are advantages to sitting in the back.

Like what?

Garret reached over and placed his hand on my back and started moving his thumb is slow circles. It wasn't supposed to be sexual, but for some reason it was. I realized that from where we were the teacher couldn't see us from his desk, which is where he has been sitting the whole class. We were able to do whatever we want, which was making what he was doing on my back even more distracting.

The teacher can't see, so… we can pass notes, sleep, whatever we want.

I shivered, and luckily, he removed his hand to write the note.

That's true. Why would the teacher have seats back here if he can't see us?

These seats are 'extra' seats. They are only used if there are no other seats available; Mr. Holden obviously wasn't expecting to need 3 new seats, so he didn't think about the fact that he can't see us.

Wow. That doesn't seem like good planning on his part. I guess it works out well for us thoug-

I was cut off with my reply as the bell rang. I hurriedly stuff the note in my backpack, and started to walk forward. Zach ran into me and with a sly smile said, "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there." I nodded, confused about what he was trying to do.

"That's the guy that was staring at you all class!" Garret exclaimed as soon as we were out of hearing distance.

"He seems strange!" I replied.

"The soccer guys say he's cool… maybe I just think he's weird because he obviously likes you."

"You think it's weird for someone to like me?" I said in a fake sad voice.

"No! I just don't want to think about him trying to get with you." Garret said quickly.

"I was just joking with you!" I laughed as Garret showed me to my next class.

The next classes were uneventful, Garret and I just learned more about each other, and I tried to make better friends with Haley.

It was dinner time, and I was about to return to my room when Garret stopped me, he whisper "Do you know what to do for dinner?"

I whispered back, "No… I was just going to make something in my room?"

"Okay, that's fine. I just didn't want you to go to the Café alone; no one eats there… so if you were going to eat there I was going to offer to come. " Garret said with a smile.

"Thank you." I said with a smile. "Tonight I think I'm going to just make something in my room, and go to bed early! I'm tired from today. It was a long day."

"A good day, I hope?" Garret asked, nervously.

"Only because you were there." I replied coyly. I wish it was this easy to talk about my feelings with Zach.

He laughed and walked me to the elevators. We got into together and I swear once the doors closed there was a current connecting us. I couldn't even look at him, because I'm sure I did, I would lose any of the self control I had. I want to kiss him so bad right now. I glanced at him, and I saw his hands were gripped tightly on the bar around the elevator. I could tell he was feeling the same thing. When we reached the 6th floor, he quickly stepped off the elevator and took a deep breath.

"I'll see you in the morning." He said with a smile.

"See you then." I said my voice sounding slightly different.

I rode up to the 7th floor and got out; I found my room and went inside. As soon as I was inside, I plopped down on the couch and took a deep breath. I had to sort some things out. I was really starting to feel something for Garret, and even though we had just met today… I felt like I really knew him. He was so kind and compassionate. It wasn't just his looks; he was just a good person. When I was with him, I wanted him to know the real me, not my cover, which was dangerous. And then it was even more confusing when I thought about how I felt about Zach, which was something stronger then this feeling I had for Garret. But being with Garret was easy and it felt right, being with Zach was confusing… and it left me feeling bad more then it left me feeling good.

I sat up and felt something crinkle in my pocket. I reached in and found a note; I realized Zach must have put it in there when he ran into me earlier. I hastily opened it:

Cammie,

I see that you like him. Don't. I'm telling you, that is a bad decision. He is a jerk… did you know that he was dating Haley but they broke up because he cheated on her? He's just like every other guy at this school: rich, stuck up, and selfish. Don't fall for his 'sensitive' and 'loving' act. It's just that, an act. I'm telling you, it's dangerous. He's no good for you! I know you, Cameron! You deserve way better than some stuck up rich boy. You deserve someone that will love you more than he is even capable of. Listen to me: You are better than him. Way better than him. Don't fall for his looks. He will use you, and then leave you. I know that you must date him, but remember that these 'feelings' you have… they aren't real. You can never have a real relationship with him; he doesn't even know your real name!

Think about it.

Zach

Ps. I miss you.

I ripped up the note immediately. Zach was right in some ways; I wouldn't ever be able to have a real relationship with Garret, and it was a bad idea to act on my feelings for him. But he was way off on some others: Garret was a good guy, I think. Also, how is Zach going to tell me who is or isn't good for me? Maybe if he made an effort to show me that he cared…

I went into my bedroom and search for possible escape exits; I didn't do nearly enough precaution work last night. I found a vent, 4 windows, which aren't helpful due to the height, and a window that showed into the hallway in my bathroom. I looked back at the vent, to see where it led and I gasped. I saw Zach, lying on his bed. I realized that this was perfect for communication.

"Zach," I whispered.

He looked around, "Zach," I called again a little louder. He looked up and spotted me.

"Cammie!" He stood up but still wasn't very close to the vent.

"How is everything going?" I asked.

"Good! I'm making good progress. Jake and I are becoming good friends; I'm actually going to hang out with them in a few." He checked his watch.

"Well, I'll let you go, I just wanted to see how everything was going." I started to walk away.

"Cammie, you saw my note right?" Zach asked.

"Yes! I do not agree with most of what you said." I snapped.

"Well you should. Garret is an asshole and I forbid you from devolping feelings for him."

"Forbid me!? This is my mission! You have no control over me." I yelled.

"I am a senior agent! I have all the control over you!" He yelled back.

I pulled out my phone and called Garret:

"Hey! Do you want to come over for a little bit?" I asked.

"ehhhhh…" He jokingly hesitated.

"I have extra pastaaa." I laughed.

"Alright! Pasta?! I'll be over in 5." He said laughing.

"See you soon" I laughed as I hung up.

I knew Zach could hear me, but when I glance back at the vent, he wasn't there.

I pulled out the extra pasta and started to heat it up. Garret knocked on the door and when I opened it, he was standing there with beautiful red roses. I gasped, and let him inside.

"These are for you!" He said, handing me the flowers.

"Thank you!" I gasped as I took them. I found a vase and watered them as Garret found a seat on my couch.

"Yes! I love this movie." Garret exclaimed as James Bond came on. I laughed at the irony.

"Come sit by me!" Garret called over to me.

I laughed and joined him. I sat close, but not too close. We watched the movie and throughout the movie, we moved closer together until my head was resting on his shoulder, and his arm was over my shoulders.

About halfway through the movie I realized that he was staring at me. I looked over at him and we held eye contact. He leaned in, and I realized this was a turning point; I kissed him now and accept that I really liked him, or I waited which would be more normal. I leaned in. He kissed me deeply and passionately. I moved my head to deepen the kiss, and he slid his hand to the small of my back. He pulled me closer and we kissed rougher. He brought both of his hands to my hips and started tracing small circles. I pulled away and gasped for breath but he just moved his lips to my neck.

My breathing hitched and he moaned, hearing the change in my breathing. I moved his lips back to mine but he started exploring with his hands, he brought his fingers to the bottom of my shirt and placed his cold hands on my stomach. I shivered, but not from the coldness. I knew that if I let him keep going this was going to go too far, so I pulled away and he removed his hands. We made out through the rest of the movie, but he didn't put his hand in my shirt again; something I was disappointed and grateful for. We fell asleep on the couch, without thinking about the curfew. When I woke up the next morning, he was gone but he left a rose and a note in his place:

Thank you for last night, I had an amazing time. I will see you early tomorrow to walk you to class. I really like you Moore.

I'll see you in the morning,

Garret

I felt butterflies in my stomach and I hurried to get ready for another exciting day!

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