Hey everyone! It's me again! This chapter is kind of a filler, but it's also kind of different to the others. You can probably guess why! To 'Tawny', I was a bit of a tit when writing that, and Liz is supposed to be Zach's (Cover) Step sibling. But me being the ninny that I am, forgot to write step! Hahaha. Anyway! I said I'd write shoutout's to those that reviewed and I shall!

BIG THANKS TOOOOOO: Call Moi Crazy (evil laughter and Love the name!), Cammie-the-chameleon (tah, and are you really Cammie morgan? Introduce me to Zach! ;), Laneygirl98 (I'm glad you think so! thank you!), Smirks-Classified (I did, and no! I shall never watch Downton Abbey! Mwuhahaha!), Tawny (Thanks for pointing that out, I am such a ninny!),Oanya (Thank you! Yours is Goode too!),TheWitchOfTheSouth (Another awesome name! And thanks!) and Finally Oemh101 (Thank you!).

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, this is a waste of time and a terrible rhyme.

Present time.

I am stuck in the boot.

I, Zachary Goode, notorious spy in training – attendee of one of the most infamous spy schools in the world am stuck in the boot of my mother's car.

Well, this isn't exactly how I planned the rescue.

In my head, it generally involved a little more... action.

Like… oh I don't know, me setting the building on fire, a dramatic face off between me and my mother, carrying Cammie out of the burning building – bridal style and everybody cheering as I ran out.

I would meet Grant out there checking up on everyone and I'd possibly get a few declarations of love. Hopefully from Cammie, not Grant – I don't think Bex would be too pleased.

But hey, beggars can't be choosers.

Maybe when I bust my way out of this bloody boot I might get to do my James Bond style rescue.

They'd been out of the car about ten minutes when I started trying to escape.

Cammie I'm sure was still unconscious, or else she'd of put up a fight. Or at least of used some sort of sarcastic retort. (Although, that does seem to be more Macey's sort of thing.)

It was getting cramped in the boot, and I'm not the smallest of guys (I'm over six foot.) so I shoved my foot against where I thought the lock would be.

It didn't budge.

I tried again, this time laying on my back and using both feet – I felt it give a little.

I kept on ramming my feet against the lock until it burst open, and I slid out. I looked round for a moment, my eyes didn't need to adjust, it was still dark before the car alarm began to go off.

I span round silently cursing at the car, and not so silently cursing at it too. I didn't know what to do, so I did what any good (A/N Goode...) spy would do when in doubt.

I kicked the damn thing until it shut the hell up.

We were in the car for around about two hours which meant it must be at least five AM now.

I turned away from the bashed up car (I hope they have insurance…) and looked to the shadowy building over the hill.

I'm coming Cammie, I'm coming.

A week ago.

"Hey hey, I got me a bit of British bombshell as a girlfriend!" Grant exclaimed.

"Dude, it's a cover. In real life she hates you." Nick retorted.

Me and Jonas laughed at our two best friends. The arguments they had…

I myself was quite happy with my cover.

It gave me a girlfriend and a sister. Well, a step-sister, but hey.

It may sound soppy, but I've always wanted a sister or brother, so when we get given covers with siblings, I always try to imagine what it would be like.

Woah, that sounded girly.

Name: Zachary Goode– Jesse Robinson.

Age: Seventeen.

Nationality: American – American

Siblings: STEP – Jude parker (Elizabeth Sutton.)

Personality: As he is usually. Protective over his stepsister.

Likes: Smirking (All the best people do it.) the band Brand new, soccer, baseball and sherbet.

Dislikes: Disloyalty, chick flicks, swede and equations.

Girlfriend: Hania Ludwig (Cameron Morgan).

We walked up to our room and put our covers down on our beds. "I've um… forgotten something." I said.

They nodded and invaded their beds.

Well, I say they nodded what I mean is Jonas nodded and Grant and Nick started snoring.

I shut the door quietly and crept down the hall until I reached the door to the room where Cammie, Bex, Liz and Macey were staying.

"No, seriously guys, I'm not kidding there's a rose in my bed!" I heard Cammie exclaim.

Then came a snort. Bex, obviously.

"Well, well, well, someone's got an admirer."

I put my ear to the door, so I could hear all of the mumblings. "Bex, seriously?" I heard Cammie say.

"Heck yeah, honey! Someone is loving a bit of the Morgan!"

I think Bex is like a female version of Grant. "

Maybe someone came in and thought it was yours, or Macey's beds? Or Liz's?" Cammie replied. "Hey where is Liz anyway? She was here a second ago." she added on.

"She went to get a drink, "Came Macey's drawl. "She'll be back in a minute."

I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hey" Liz whispered "What are you doing out here?"

I looked at her, and blurted out the first thing that came into my head. "I'm… Um… Sweeping up the hall." I said. I may be a top spy in training, but when it comes to girls..

Liz giggled quietly "With what?" She grinned.

"It's Cammie isn't it? You came to see her reaction."

I stared at her. "No." I immediately replied.

She shook her head "it's okay I won't tell." She walked towards her door.

How did she know?

Liz turned around as she reached the handle.

"Look at your hands!" She whispered and walked through the door.

I looked down at my hands.

They were covered in scratches.

From thorns.

And that's that! Please review! Anything is welcome! Just a random question, which character out of the GG do you think that you're most like? I'm probably a mixture of Cammie, Bex and Grant!

Pretty averageish, but loud, sarcastic and a bit of a tit!