HAPPY NEW YEAR! I can't believe it's 2013! It seems like only last week we were welcoming in 2012.

Sorry for not updating! We have had a busy household as we got new pets recently - baby guinea pigs are so cute!

Anyways, here's the next chapter, I don't own Gallagher Girls and I hope you enjoy.

Zach POV

1 day after Cam's meeting: Meeting room 8, Floor 6, CIA headquarters

I yawned as I pushed the door open and walked into the meeting room. I looked in and nearly turned around and fled. In front of me were the friends and family of Cameron Morgan; her mom, her aunt, Mr & Mrs Baxter, Tina and Kim, along with Edward Townsend and the director of the CIA.

"Hello, Zachary," Mrs. Morgan said coldly. "Why don't you take a seat?"

I cautiously took a seat at the table and looked over at the two empty seats beside me.

"Erm, where are the other two?" I questioned.

"The headmistress of Gallagher couldn't be here today, and Joe Solomon will arrive shortly.

I gulped. Joe was like a father to Cameron, how was I going to survive today?

The door swished open and the man himself came in and sat down, glaring at me.

"Ok, now we are all here, why don't we get down to business?" the director started. "We have been looking at test results of both Gallagher and Blackthorne, and have decided that, due to slipping results, there will be a switch of teachers. Townsend will stop teaching cove-ops at Blackthorne, and Joe Solomon will take his place. However, that isn't all I brought you here for."

I felt my heart sink. Scratch surviving today, how about surviving a whole year!

"I also brought you here to discuss having an exchange. Blackthorne will go to Gallagher, and you will take Joe with you, along with another two teachers."

I nodded at this, already knowing which two I would take.

"Any questions?"

"Yes, who is the new head at Gallagher?" I asked.

"That is classified until the exchange."

Well, we'll see about that. "Ok, then. When is Joe coming to Blackthorne?"

"He will go with you after the meeting. If that is all, then I think we're done here."

Everyone got up and Joe and I headed back to Blackthorne.

Back at Blackthorne

We arrived back after dinner and I called Grant and Jonas to my office. When they arrived I explained that we are going to go to Gallagher next year and I needed Jonas to hack their database to find out who the head is.

"Ok, I'll get on it."

While Jonas was working away on the computer, Solomon came over and sat down on the sofa next to me.

"Why? Why did you do it?"

I snorted; he of all people should know why. "She lied. She lied about her father being missing, about what happened to my dad, and about who she worked for, along with the fact that I just wasn't feeling it anymore. Did you know she has a daughter? By the way she looked, it looked as if she was cheating on me junior year. What really happened over that summer? I was gone long enough for her to have had a kid and me not to know about it."

Before I could register what was happening, I was pinned up against the wall with Joe's arm against my neck.

"Don't you ever say that," he hissed in my face. "You do not accuse Cams of lying. Her father was a good man, and so was yours. Her father is dead. I held him as he bled to death. I watched the life slip away from him. Your father and I were best friends with him. We did everything together, he was on that mission. Do you know what happened to your father?"

"He was betrayed by his friend, and captured by a group that does the Taliban's dirty work. They tortured him for information, tortured him until he died from blood loss and starvation. And guess who works for this group? That 'angel' everyone calls Cameron Morgan."

In a flash I was on the floor as Joe flipped me over his shoulder.

"There is no such group. The Taliban do all of their own dirty work along with everyone else's. Cam does NOT work for them. Your father did die as a result of torture, but not at the hands of this non-existent group or Cameron. Got that!?"

"Ok, but then who did kill my dad?" I asked.

"The COC."

Before I could respond, there was a shout from across the room.

"Damn!"

"What is it?" Grant asked Jonas as we crowded round the computer.

"I can't get in. I got to the 34th firewall, and then they just rebuilt themselves! I've never seen anything like it!"

I was astounded. The only things Jonas had ever not been able to hack were all made by Liz, Jonas' wife. But . . . she couldn't be, could she?

"Jonas, do you know if Liz teaches at Gallagher?"

"Um . . . yeh, she does," he said hesitantly.

"So could you maybe ask her who teaches?"

"No, I couldn't. She doesn't talk to me about anything to do with them; I don't even know if it's a boy or a girl. And I probably won't even see her till the exchange."

Great. I guess I'll just have to wait a year to find out.

1 year later

I woke to my alarm blaring in my ear. I got up immediately. Today was the day we were travelling to Gallagher, and I could finally find out who the head was.

I know I may be acting like a schoolboy again, but I was really curious as to who was the new head at Gallagher. Solomon had refused point blank to give any hints at all, even though he had been teaching with them for a while.

The boys all already knew who was going and should all be packed. All there was left to do was board the helicopters and leave.

After breakfast [Blackthorne breakfast = 4am]

"All those boys who are travelling to Gallagher, could you please meet outside beside the helipad by exactly 4.30. If you are not there you will be left behind."

I left the hall and headed outside.

Once at the helipad, and all the boys were there on time, we boarded the helicopter and the pilot took off.

Gallagher here we come!

Alex POV

Same day

"ALEXANDRA MORGAN GET UP NOW, THE BLACKTHORNE BOYS ARE COMING TODAY!" I awoke to the lovely Georgina Newman yelling in my ear.

I groaned and rolled out of bed.

We weren't supposed to know about the Blackthorne boys, but we had kinda discovered it while snooping around. We were only doing it because we were worried as the teachers were acting strangely! And Brooke Smith (school gossip and resident slut, daughter of Kayla Smith) might have found out when she was looking over our shoulders at the computer. I swear that girl should have a bell around her neck! And now, thanks to Brooke, the whole school knew about the boys.

Anyway, once I had had a shower, Taylor grabbed me and pushed me down in a chair. She then proceeded to attack me with hair curlers and makeup.

By the time we were all ready, it was time for breakfast, and we headed out the door . . . straight into a cloud of hairspray and perfume.

After choking our way down the hall, we ran down the stairs and into the grand hall. We took our seats as mom strode up to the podium and cleared her throat.

"Good morning, girls. And welcome back after your winter break. Now, as I'm sure you all know, I have an announcement to make," she said. "The Gallagher academy has a proud history of being a school which teaches young women the skills they were prevented from learning when Gillian Gallagher founded it. 18 years ago, there was an exchange with another school of our kind; the Blackthorne institute for young men. And today, I would like to welcome them back, along with four of their teachers."

Then the doors burst open and there they were.

The Blackthorne boys.

Joe POV

On helicopter with Blackthorne boys

One year. One year of being stuck in Blackthorne. Stuck here with the bastard who hurt my goddaughter. One year with that bastard as the headmaster. Why did the director put me through this? I've been close to exploding nearly every day!

However, now I get to leave. I get to return to Gallagher. I can spend some time with Cammie.

Thank god.

I don't know how much longer I can stand him. Thank the lord for Grant and Jonas; they've managed to keep me sane throughout the year.

So I was stuck on a helicopter with 15 hormonal teenage boys, for 3 hours. The joy!

Thankfully, the pilot let me go up front, and I could grab some sleep.

I woke up 2½ hours later when the co-pilot shook me awake to say we had arrived. I thanked him and got off.

I followed the boys to the grand hall. They all gathered outside the door in front of Zach, Grant and Jonas. I kept walking to the front, as I was going in first.

I waited until I heard Cammie finished speaking, and pushed the doors open.

Cam POV

Start of breakfast

I have to admit, I was nervous. Being the spy I was, it didn't show, but it was there. I wanted my girls to make a good impression. I was sure they would, but still.

I couldn't wait to see the boy's faces. We, the teachers, weren't supposed to let the girls know Blackthorne was coming. But I think they might have found out, as they were all on edge, like they were waiting for something to happen.

Then Bex nudged me and I knew it was time. I stood up, and gracefully walked to the podium.

"Good morning, girls. And welcome back after your winter break. Now, as I'm sure you all know, I have an announcement to make," I said. "The Gallagher academy has a proud history of being a school which teaches young women the skills they were prevented from learning when Gillian Gallagher founded it. 18 years ago, there was an exchange with another school of our kind; the Blackthorne institute for young men. And today, I would like to welcome them back, along with four of their teachers."

As I finished speaking, the door opened and there was my godfather, trying to keep a blank expression, but I could see he was restraining a big grin at being back at Gallagher again.

Behind him were the Blackthorne boys, smirking.

I looked round at my girls. None of them looked surprised. I smirked at the boys and theirs faded.

Then, behind the boys, flanked by Grant and Jonas, was him.

Zach Goode.

Zach POV

Outside grand hall

Never tell anyone this, but I had butterflies in my stomach as I waited behind those imposing doors. It had been 17 years since had been here last, and that was when we shared our graduation! I wanted my boys to make a good impression. The only person who should know we were coming should be the head teacher and possibly the teachers, so I was confident that we would have the element of surprise.

Joe was in front of the boys, and I was behind them with Grant on my right and Jonas on my left.

My foot tapped against the floor impatiently. How long did we have to wait back here? It couldn't be much longer.

Finally, Joe pushed the doors open and walked forward, followed by the boys.

I was slightly puzzled by the lack of dropped utensils noises, and when I got through the doors, all the girls were just looking at us with boredom in their eyes. Possibly a bit of interest too, but definitely no surprise.

I felt anger bubbling up inside me.

Who was this new head? What right did they have to tell the girls classified information?

I turned to the teachers table and the podium in front of it to get a look at this traitor.

Suddenly, I felt my stomach plunge through the floor and the butterflies were back in full force, more like hawks, dive-bombing around inside me. I felt sick.

Up there, standing smirking with an evil glint in her eyes, was Cameron Ann Morgan.

Shit.

There it is. Hope you enjoyed!

By the way, does anybody know what a Visitor is on the Traffic Graph thingy? It's the thing marked out in yellow. Just wondering.

LD xx