AN: Hey guys. I'm sorry for the delay. I deleted this chapter by accident (you'd think I would've learned the first time). But I finally finished it! Enjoy

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Chapter 10: Eye-murder

Cammie POV

You would think best friends would let you sleep in after you've had a particularly long, confusing, and painful night. Apparently, this doesn't apply to my best friends because I was woken up at five-fricking- thirty!

"What the he...ck you guys? It's two hours, twenty nine minutes and...forty three, forty two, forty one seconds until breakfast!" Liz smiled gratefully at my attempt at not cussing. I pulled the covers over my head.

Macey and Bex ran to my bedside. They started pulling my legs and I grabbed onto the headboard just in time.

"We need to get you ready!" Macey rolled her eyes like it was painfully obvious.

"What for? And why would that take over two hours?"

"You know what. Or more exactly, who. Liz, come over here and help me with her legs. Macey, could you try to pry her fingers off?" I sighed. I had hoped that would've let the Zach situation go by now. Obviously, I should've known better.

Eventually, my aching fingers unclamped and the girls dragged me off the bed. I huffed while Macey tried to tame my crow's nest and Bex applied foundation, but didn't protest any further,

"See how much easier it is when you cooperate?" Macey cooed.

They must've been doing bridal makeup or something because it took two hours! The moment they finished, mock clasped my hands together and yelled, "Hallelujah!" Macey rolled her eyes. Thinking of weddings made me think of Zach for some reason. Suddenly, I wasn't so happy anymore.

"So what should we do now? We still have like half an hour," Bex laid down on her stomach and crossed and uncrossed her legs in the air..

"Research," Liz popped open her computer and started typing. Seven minutes later, she leaned back and sighed. " He's not in any databases! Not even the really secret ones," We raised our eyebrows, but didn't ask exactly how secret. Liz saw our expressions and shook her head, "You don't want to know," And once again, we were reminded who was the most dangerous out of all of us.

"So...Bex," I drawled. One of a spy's most crucial skills is seizing an opportunity. "A little birdie told me that you had your eye on one of the Blackthorne boys," I smirked. Oh great, it seemed like all of Zach's influence on me had resurfaced the moment I saw him again. Bex glared at me. Man, if looks could kill...

"Liz open up another file. Same format as Zammie's," Macey instructed coolly.

"Seriously Macey? A couple name?"

"It's going to happen sooner than you think," Bex sang, "you know you looove him,"

"This is about Brant, not Zach and I," I grinned, catching on to her plan to change the subject. Bex eye-murdered me again.

"She's right, Bex. No stalling," I smiled gratefully at Macey, but she just raised her eyebrow at me, which meant she was nowhere near done with me yet.

"Question number one: on a scale of one to ten, how hot is Grantary Newman?"

Bex bit her lip and blushed, totally not looking like the tough, kickass spy in training she is. "Fifteen," she sighed dreamily. Now that is a look I never thought I would see from Bex unless it was caused by thinking about incapacitating grown men.

"Psh. Zach is way hotter than Grant," I mumbled. But they heard me, of course.

"Would you like to repeat that Cammie?"

"mphnmmphmhm,"

"What was that?"

"Fine! I said I think Zach is way hotter than Grant. Happy?" I practically yelled.

"Why, yes I am," said a familiar voice from behind me.

AN: Poor Cammie! Thanks for being patient with me and sticking with the story. Thank you also for all of my lovely reviewers. PM me if I didn't reply to your review (I try my best). I've already written and saved the next two chapters of this story so hopefully you won't have to wait so long for them. Read on!