Hi! I'm on Fall break (Be jealous) so I'm updating my stories this week and
MY BIRTHDAY IS ON SATUDAY! Yay for me!
Okay so here's the story and yeah,
That's about it….
~Disclaimed~
Cammie's POV
"I give! I give!" Grant yelled, and I released him arm. I heard the whispers from the naïve Blackthorne boys and I laughed. Zach was just smirking, sweating after his match with Bex, where Bex won. I could see the black and purple bruises on his arm, but sadly she didn't mess up his too-damn-perfect-for-his-own-fucking-good face, or his size-of-Asia ego.
If he smirks one more time…..
"Goode and Morgan, show us how it's done." Bex said, grinning and I could see the double meaning.
I stepped up to the mat, the fights around us pausing, and got in a low fighting stance. Zach did the same and Bex blew her prized whistle (She loves that thing.)
I immediately side stepped Zach, who had lunged at me, and round-house kicked him in the face. He grabbed my leg and flipped me. I roughly grabbed him shirt and flipped him over me, so both of us were on the floor. I rolled onto him and put him in an extremely painful head lock. He held out as long as humanly possible, and then finally gave up when his face turned purple. I let him go and my eyes met his. I gulped and ran out of the room.
I'm stupid if I think I can keep this up.
I could feel the tears I had held back for so long threatening to spill over. But they didn't.
They never will.
What kind of spy would I be if I cried over some guy?
An awful one.
I picked myself up, dusted off, and headed in the direction of the Great hall. That is, until a rag was pressed to my mouth. My head split open with a painful flashback from my childhood.
"Cam, run!" I ran, I ran fast, I ran hard, I ran long. My legs ached and my breath came in short puffs of air. I could hear the thundering of heavy footsteps behind me. My vision was blurred with tears and my face was streaked with dirt.
"Don't stop," Noah puffed behind me, and my eyes whipped around, looking for my older brother. A sob escaped my lips and I couldn't keep running. I tripped over something, and they were on me. A rag was shoved against me, and I had to breath. My vision became blurry and the last thing I saw was Noah, Carson, Ben, and Ethan fighting harder than I ever thought possible.
I swung around and popped the guy in the eye, but he had some little friends. I was overpowered by four men in blackand dragged away. They must have expected me to scream because they bound and gagged me.
Where is Bex when you need her?
-Meanwhile-
Alyssa's POV
I watched the exchange between Miss Macey and what's-his-face silently, and wondered what had happened when they were students. Or, what had happened between the smirking guy and Miss. Cammie. My friend Jade voiced my thoughts.
"Classified." Goode waved it off and Bex interrupted.
"Boys, you may or may not know it, but Mr. Zachary over here is a lying, dirty little cheater!" she said like she was talking to a class of kindergarteners.
So this is the scenarios me and my friends came up with later-
Reasons why Zach is 'Lying dirty little cheater'
(Quote by Rebecca Baxter)
Goode and Cammie, hereafter known as 'The Subjects' went on a mission to take down a Puerto Rican belly dancer/terrorist, and Subject 1 was caught red handed with the dancer on top of a building in Mexico.
The subjects were on a date and subject one's ex-wife, Hereafter known as 'The prostitute', ruined the date and tied Subject 2 to her creepy cousin, and went off with subject one, leaving subject 2 to fend for herself
Subject 1 was forced to strip dance at a Latino club for 1000 Euros and several women jumped him, while subject 2 was laughing on the sidelines.
Subject 1 was involved with national terrorists, and was forced to give up Subject 2 or else have her killed, and did not 'Have the Balls' (Quote thanks to Operative Jade Carson) to break up with her, so he found some girl (Similar to 'The Prostitute' in #2) and cheated on her until she noticed. Subject 2 did notice, and followed them on one date, singing a break up song, and 'shooting him the birdie.
We were leaning towards number 4, when there was a crash outside our room, and we opened the door to fin our favorite teacher fighting hard against men clad in black.
Cammie's POV
"She is subdued." A husky voice muttered, and I couldn't help pointing out no one says 'subduing' anymore.
"Good." A familiar voice said, ignoring me, and I started chuckling. Then laughing. Then howling. By then I was clutching my sides and laughing like a madwoman.
"So it took you 4 men to catch little old me?" I ask the black haired 'man' (I can't call him that without laughing), and he chuckled a familiar laugh, and helped me up. I brushed myself off, and smashed my fist into his jaw.
"That's for ruining my Wednesday, Carson."
0.o
Who's Carson? Is he good or bad?
Tehee I'm soo evil.
Anyway, love you all!
I know it was a short chapter but deal with it.
BTW I have no idea where this is going so just hang in there.
I seriously don't know what I'm doing…
Edit 1/29/12-
Hey ya'll, as you can see I added three more brothers! Awesome, right?
Hehe see ya in the next chapter.