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Zach

"Zach," I felt a slight shake on my shoulders, "Zach, wake up." Macey's voice was full of concern and worry.

"Where is Cammie?" Shit. I must have fallen asleep. I looked at the room to find that the room looked like a tornado ran through it, a tornado named Cammie.

"She must have left when I was sleeping." I told them as I got up and straighten my leather jacket.

"Yeah. Well, she not only left but she left a mess behind her." Liz groaned, seemingly irritated for a second.

"Zach?" I turned to Bex.

"Yeah?"

"What is that...?" She pointed to my face, "On your face." I turned to a mirror to find that black marker was all over my face. I looked at my forehead to see it read: "Cammie wuz hear!" Hearts were drawn all around the note.

"What the heck?" I looked around frantically for a towel or something I could use to scratch all this off.

"Here." Macey walked over to me and started wiping off my face, being very rough. After she was finished, I turned to the mirror, I had to note that my whole face had turned a beat red.

"Ow." Macey started walking away, "Rub hard enough?" I muttered before turning around to face the girls.

Macey looked at me with an eyebrow raise, expectantly, "Would you rather I tear your face off to take the pain away?" She asked with a sweet smile on her face.

I shook my head slightly, "I'm good, thank you." I mumbled, "Come on, lets go find Cammie."

"I'm right here." I jumped at the small voice, I looked at the down to find a small girl, her hair was messed up. She had seriously bad bed head. A frown was evident on her face, and a big red scratch on her leg.

"What happened?" Bex asked as she ran over to pick Cammie up to make sure she didn't disappear on us again.

"I was playing with the vase in the hall, and it broke on. So I started cleaning it up, then I fell. And it cut me, and it weally stings." A sob escaped her, but you could tell that she really wanted to keep it in. She kept looking at me, as if she didn't want me to see her cry...no, that couldn't be. She wouldn't care about something like that...would she?

"It's okay, we can fix you up in no time, okay?" Bex's voice suddenly soften to the extent that I didn't even know it was Bex talking. Cammie slowly nodded before thrusting her thumb into her mouth. A single tear trickled down her cheek, I just wanted to run over a snatch her from Bex's arms and wipe all her tears away.

"Give her here." Macey instantly walked over and grabbed Cammie our of Bex's arms, "Dry your eyes, we are going to give you the best make over. Understood?" The little girl nodded her head quietly. Macey began walking out the door while making sure that she didn't get Cammie's blood on her uniform. Bex followed shortly behind.

After both were out the door, Liz collapsed onto her bed, "Uuuhhh!" She groaned. She sounded so stressed out.

"What's wrong Bookworm?" I asked, using her code name.

"Nothing, it's just...I feel so responsible about all this. I'm the reason were in this dilemma in the first place." She began rubbing her forehead.

"Well, didn't you say that she ran in on you when you were experimenting with chemicals?" She looked at me, a confused look appeared on her small face.

"Yeah." She drawled, she seemed confused as to where I was going for that.

"Well, I find it hard to find a reason has to how this is all your fault." I stated, walking over to her and rubbed small circles on her back.

"I guess." She didn't seem convinced, but before I could explain further the door opened.

"Lady and Gentleman, allow me to introduce the new and improved...Cameron Ann Morgan." Bex announced, a tiny girl walked into the room. Her honey colored hair was curled and tied back in a ponytail. A large bow set upon her head, her grey/blue eyes went well with her electric blue skirt and her white tank with a large flower coming out of the front.

Cammie walked in shyly, her eyes looked down at the ground. She stopped right in front of Liz and me. She looked up, her eyes immediately landed on my arm that was stretched around Liz's shoulder. Her eyes looked back down to meet the ground, "Do you like is?" She asked, her voice was small. She seemed so nervous for the answer.

I retracted my arm from Liz and crouched down to Cammie's level, "I think you look like a million bucks." I whispered to her. Her eyes suddenly widened before she wrapped her arms around my neck. I immediately wrapped my arms around her small frame.

"Thank you." Her childish voice whispered.

Someone from behind me cleared their throats. I was about to ignore it until I heard one of the most annoying voices I had ever heard, "Dude, I think you're going soft on us."

Grant.

(OKAY! I know u hate me for this, but I have to ask you...when do you guys think I should start the actual adventure/problems part! I don't want to tell you what is it, it's in the summary. But still like maybe 3 or 4 more chapters of the this cute stuff then the COC parts! THANKS! REVIEW!)

Grant

"WHAT?" Jonas and I all shouted at Mr. Solomon.

"No need to yell." Joe Solomon stated calmly on the other end of the phone, "Cameron Morgan has been turned into a three-year old toddler."

"How?" I asked, before the phone was snatched from my hand.

"Is Liz okay, has she been de-aged?"

"No, but you guys need to come over to Gallagher. Cammie has proved to be more of a...burden than we thought she would be."

"Okay, we'll be over A.S.A.P." I waited for a reply only to be met with silence, "Well, I guess we're heading to Gallagher."

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As we walked up to my British Bombshell's room, we head clapping and cheering. There was something happening on the other side of the door.

Jonas opened the door without a care, we were met to find out best friend crouched down with a little girl's face smashed up against his neck.

"Dude, I think you're getting soft on us." I informed him, he tensed up before standing up.

"Dude, I think you're getting more annoying every time I see you." He turned to see a teasing smile on his face.

"Is that so?" I asked as a large grin covered my face.

"Yeah, I think so." His signature smirk played on his lips, telling me he was enjoying this all too much.

"Than I'm doing what I was born to do." I told him, he could only chuckle at that, "Well, who is this?" I smiled down at the little girl, at least three years old, who was clinging to Zach's legs.

"Cammie." Her soft voice was so quiet, I wouldn't have heard it, if I wasn't a spy.

"Cammie, as in the great Cammie Morgan that I hear so much about?" I asked, a grin displayed on my lips.

Her soft giggle let me know that she was opening up to us, "Well, I'm Grant Newman and this is my friend, Jonas Anderson. We are from Blackthorne Institution for Boys."

"What is a Blackthorne?" She asked me, how she pronounced every syllable of Blackthorne was so adorable.

"It is a school for boys." I answered, as I picked her up. She seemed so sweet, and cheery.

"Hi, Jonas!" She yelled in Jonas's face, he flinched back slightly. He fixed his glasses, "Hi." His voice was shaky, how could he be nervous of a three-year old.

"So what do you guys doing here?" Bex asked, she seemed slightly miffed that we were there.

"Mr. Solomon instructed us to come here and help you with your little..." I cleared my throat not knowing how to describe this, "-problem."

Bex glared at me with those beautiful eyes, "We got it but thank you for wasting ten minutes of my life."

Macey went wide eyed at that, "Bex, we need all the help with our dilemma that we can get. Anyway, we are going to catch up on all the classes we missed, so..." she seemed to hesitate for a second, "-good luck. You'll need it." She told us before all the girls walked out the door.

Jonas and I turned to Zach after I placed Cammie on the bed, "Did they seroiusly think it was smart to leave a three-year old with three teenage boys?" I asked, a smirk on my face.

I swear to God," Zach growled, "you better not be thinking what I think you are thinking."

I thought for a second, "OH, GROSS DUDE! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT!"

"You were the one that said it not me."

"What's gross?" We looked over at the little girl, who had her head sticking out of the bed covers.

"Nothing, Grant is just being disgusting." Zach told her as he walked over and scooped Cammie into his arms.

"What did he do?" She looked up at Jonas for the answer after she realized that she wasn't going to get anything out of Zach.

"Um," He stuttered out, "don't get me involved, I didn't even get joke." He held his hands up in the arm in surrender.

"How did you not get that, bro?" I asked, was he really that smart yet that slow? He was a finalist for Fieldstein Honor in his freshman year, yet he still didn't get that?

"What? I'm sorry I don't have a dirty mind." He muttered.

"HEY!" Cammie shouted, a smile spread across her face. Her blue eyes lit up, are pearly white teeth showed through.

"Yeah?" Zach questioned gently.

"Let's play tag. You're it." She tapped Zach on the shoulder before wriggling out of his hands and into the closet.

This was going to be...interesting.

HEY! How did you guys like it? I really hope you review as much as last chapter. Hope you enjoyed it! Happy January 2, 2013!