I have updated hurrah! *Cue me manically dancing around the living room.

I can't believe this is my sixth chapter! Woohoo! Paaartaaaaaaaaay! It might not seem much, but I'm not gonig to lie, I'm usually a three chapter and urgh. Sort of girl. But this is actually going alright!

Yay! Anyways, thanks so much for the reviews, as always, they make me so happy and to hear you guys actually like it is Awesome! Please keep reviewing ANYTHING is welcome, no matter how harsh! C'mon! I can take it! I'm wearing my bulletproof vest! CC is great and anything will be taken on board!

Disclaimer: Did you know that the name Ally Carter is actually a pseudonym? Cool right? Anyway, I am not Ally Carter OR Sarah Leigh Fogleman. I own nothing and No one. Zach optional. No, I'm kidding. I will depress myself by repeating it. I own nothing and No one. *Sigh.

Present time.

"Ugh, oh my head."

I sat up, my eyes were slowly opening, and the only thing I could concentrate on was the splitting headache that seemed to have invaded my mind.

When my eyelids managed to peel themselves apart they were faced with white.

Just white - Which, needless to say didn't do anything to help my headache.

"Argh." I groaned.

I looked around the room, to see if anyone else was there –or anything was there. But no, there was nothing.

Great.

Just great.

I get knocked out and then wake up in a room full of white.

Whoopidoo.

I don't even like white. My favourite colour is green.

Quickly scanning the room again to see if I'd missed anything (nope, not even a speck of dust.) A thought suddenly occurred to me.

Zach. Where was Zach?

I put two fingers to my temples as I wondered where he could've gone.

My only explanation was that he had escaped.

Escaped, and left me…

No, that was harsh. If he was caught he couldn't help anyone.

I'm assuming I needed helping anyway, I don't know where I am, who's taken me or what the heck I'm wearing.

~Oh yes, whilst I was wondering where Zach was, I had noticed that I was not wearing the Blackthorne uniform that I was previous to the room of white; I was wearing a long white (again...)gown.~

In short, I looked like some Victorian chick – in her pyjamas.

Sighing I laid back down on the hard floor and tried to figure out a plan to escape from here.

Wherever here was.

The room began to gently vibrate and I could hear a 'whoosh'ing noise gradually getting louder, as if it was getting closer to me.

I sat up, and then quickly got to my feet wanting to be on guard from whatever it was.

The whooshing got louder and louder and suddenly a large chunk of the wall began to break apart, creating... Well, I don't know?

The only thing it could be described as is a hole.. a..

A shaft.

The thought clicked into place as a clear pod began to make its way into the hole in the wall.

A clear pod containing my captors.

The pod opened.

"I could see why my son began to like you."

One and a bit weeks ago.

"Well sure, it's not the most conventional looking schools.." Liz said tactfully. "It just needs some touching up, I'm sure it's very nice inside" She carried on "And-"

"It looks like a Prison."

Macey summed up."It's falling apart and looks like a prison." She finished.

(Macey quite often had a tendency to say what everyone else was thinking.)

The minibus pulled up and everyone got out, we all had our luggage next to us. Mr Solomon, who was driving, nodded at us all and pressed a buzzer on the big steel gates.

"Gallagher academy exchanges have arrived. Please send down the Blackthorne transfers."

The gates slowly began to squeak open and a troop of about ten boys in dark jackets marched out and clambered onto the bus.

Mr Solomon came over to where I was standing and whispered discreetly. "Remember what I said Cammie. Here, you can't be sure of anyone except Zach." He got back into the driving seat and called out to all of the girls

"Just go in girls, the door's unlocked."

He shut his door and started up the engine.

No one moved.

"Ah what the heck." I said. I walked through the gates and started to make my way up the long gravel pathway.

This stirred everyone else, and they began to follow.

Bex caught up with me.

"I've worked it out." She declared. I looked at her confusedly. "Why the school looks like a prison!" She sighed. "It's an alias! A cover! Think about it. The barbed wire! The huge gates! The massive long gravel driveway! Just like Gallagher Academies cover is a posh school for snobs and princesses, Blackthorne institute is a school for rebels, a school for thugs tucked away in the mountains."

"Their cover is discipline Cam. Ours is money."

We kept on going until we reached the stone walls of the main building.

We all looked at each other.

"So… Who wants to knock?" I asked.

Everyone took a step back, including Bex. Even after her whole 'their cover is discipline' talk she still didn't want to go in.

That left me.

Typical. I walked up to the huge dark stone door and reached up for the knocker. "Wait a second." I cried everyone looked at me. "Didn't Mr Solomon say to just go in? Surely- "

The door began to creek open interrupting me.

And there casually leaning on the side of the doorway was Zach. "Welcome to Blackthorne Gallagher Girls."

I let the other girls overtake me. I decided to cling on to the back of the crowd as I entered in the hope that I wouldn't be noticed. (After all, the last time I saw him we were stuck in a lift, and I'd just had to assure him that my name definitely was not Peaches. Even if Pixie Geldof's sisters name was.)

But no such luck.

"Hey, If it isn't my lift buddy? How you doing Peaches?" He smirked. I glared at him; Liz overheard and went red, quickly mouthing sorry over to me.

She would be.

Grr.

"Fine." I answered coldly. "And it's Cameron." He smirked again. "Sure thing Gallagher girl." I rolled my eyes and stalked past him, catching up with the others, sure that he was watching me – with that stupid smirk plastered over his face.

I looked over my shoulder. He was. I then felt angry with myself for looking. He might think I like him. I don't, I most definitely don't. I turned back around, but if anything, I think that his annoying smirk just got even broader.

He followed us to the end of the long hallway, on the inside Blackthorne looked like a castle – a haunted castle.

There were cases of armour and massive paintings all along the corridors. It was so clichéd, it was hard to remember that this was an actual school, and not just a Halloween exhibit at a carnival.

Zach knocked at the door. "Dr Steve" He called. The door opened, this one had obviously been oiled, as it did marginally less squeaking than the front door and the gates. "Come in everyone!" A relatively cheery voice called from inside.

We all stared at one another.

From the looks of the school, we were expecting count Dracula to inside this office.

We all went in, but if we were expecting a replica of Mr S. we were certainly in for a disappointment.

Later that day – Going into the dining hall.

We had arrived at six, as dawn had broken,

It took us twenty minutes to actually get to 'Dr Steve's' office.

He kept us talking for half an hour.

He dismissed Zach and showed us to our rooms – another ten minutes.

Seven 'O' Clock.

He said we'd be introduced to the boys in half an hour.

*Cue rapid half hour primping.

It was now almost half seven and we were approaching the breakfast and dining hall. I knew everyone's stomachs were doing flips.

"Introduce first, your name and then your code name, once you've done that I will announce your guide. Or maybe before. Okay?" Dr Steve smiled.

"Don't be worried ladies; their smell is worse than their bite."

I appreciated his dodgy jokes, they put me a bit more at ease, and I could tell it was the same for everybody else.

He opened the door to the breakfast hall, and everyone in there stood up. As he told them to sit down, I got a peek at his list, I was last.

Great.

He started to nudge us forward "Courtney." Courtney went on to announce her name and codename. Then she got given a partner.

Jason somebody I think. He gradually went down the list, until he got to the last four. Bex, Macey, Liz and me.

Bex got pushed forward. She flicked her hair out of her eyes and called out her name.

"Rebecca Baxter. Codename: Duchess... Often referred to as the British bombshell..." She smirked – wait? Smirked? Oh God can I not escape from it?!

Dr Steve announced her guide to be Grant Newman – the guy who had tailed her.

His eyes lit up.

"Macey McHenry. Peacock." She drawled, sounding bored. She got given a different guide to the one who had tailed her. Jake Rosen. He looked about as bored as her – a perfect match.

Liz then stepped forward and introduced herself; she got put with Jonas again.

This left only me. Dr Steve announced my guide first, like he had done with Kim's and Anna's,

"Zachary Goode."

Oh Jeeze. Even without looking, I was sure he was smirking. I sighed, I actually really hate public speaking, I can't hide with it.

"Cameron Morgan and my codename is Chameleon." I heard a simultaneous gasp let loose throughout the room. What's wrong with my codename?

Suddenly familiar low voice called out "Wait, you're the Chameleon?"

So that's it my little lemsips (Not sure about this one..) I hope you've enjoyed it, and please review mon peeps!