I know this story isn't original per say, but this one is mine so give it a read! Do you guys like the Fanfics where the gang goes to normal school? Tell me in the review section. Anyway, I have really big plans for this story, and it will probably be a moderate to long one.

Cammie's POV

Oh how beautiful the Gallagher Academy's grounds were.

The break had come and gone, and I had spent it by myself. Well, that's not entirely true, I did have grandpa and grandma Morgan (and the fish I gutted), but that's beside the point.

Even though everything was the same there in Nebraska, it felt lonely and miserable. I couldn't stop thinking about how bad I messed up with Josh- I mean like when Jeff Umbridge tried to break into the Swiss bank with a shoelace bad. And what could I say to excuse myself? I thought it would be a good learning experience to interact with a civilian, therefore when I decided to break out of maximum security it was only in search for knowledge?

I spent hours coming up with that response for my interrogation at the CIA, hoping it would prevent me from getting burned. Little did I know, it was useless! They basically just told me never to see him again- which is like, duh! I already told myself that.

The humiliating interrogation has brought me to the window sill overlooking the front gates. I knew I could wallow in peace here because one can only get to me through the most covert secret passageway in the whole school. I had come here to watch the rest of the school arrive, which I very much wanted. I don't think I could take another moment alone, I have to have some distraction from myself (and the cute boy who still made me cringe at my past self).

Limousines pulled up along the drive. Even though it was forty feet below and half a mile away, I could tell who was who when the girls climbed out. By the height and the way they carried themselves, I recognized the first arrivers as the over-eager eighth graders. Typical of them to show up first.

I must have waited an hour (and three and a half minutes) before I spotted Macey McHenry at the front doors.

"Finally!" I jump from the spot where I was hunched over and nearly fall over. Not only did the blood rush from my head, but my frozen legs refused to work with the rest of me.

Powering through the ache in my legs and the spots in my eyes, I exited the passageway as quick as I could manage. Running through the foyer, interweaving through dozens of suitcases and girls, I reach Macey.

"I'm assuming three suitcases wasn't enough for the break?" I grin at her as she spins towards me. She kicks a Louis Vuitton out of her way and embraces me in a tight hug.

"Oh, Cammie dear," She holds me out at arm's length. "These just hold the new clothes you'll be wearing when you meet your new boy toy- You're welcome!"

I shake my head and laugh at her. Me wearing Macey's clothes is scary. Me getting involved with a different boy is deadly.

"Macey!" I chide jokingly. "I guess the clothes will go to waste, no way am I ever seeing a boy again when I go to this school!"

"Never say never, Cam," She heaves a duffle bag into my arms. "Now help me carry your new wardrobe to the suite."

I really hope she was kidding about putting me in her outfits. Every season some designer releases a new line skimpier than the last. Even if I only wear her clothes on town days, the weather is getting warmer and I can only imagine how revealing they will be.

I guesstimate her bags weigh two whole Liz's, but it felt like three going up the Grand Staircase. I'm a strong person too, but I cannot describe the relief I felt when I chucked them into our room.

What wasn't a relief being the sound of a hard thud and an "Oopsy Daisy!".

"Liz, merde!" Macey rushes to help the collapsed girl. I follow second just as swiftly.

"Liz! I swear I didn't see you, I would never do that on purpose!" I beg for her forgiveness. Out of of all the spies i could have hit, I hit the most fragile!

Together, Macey and I were able to get two bags off her, Liz rolled out from under the other.

"Oh, I know Cammie," She smiles and gets up. "Hey, if it were me carrying those bags I probably would have done the same thing- that is if I were able to lift one!"

We all laugh at that, she's probably right. The three of us hug like we haven't seen each other in ages. It truly was nice being home again.

"You take a trip across the pond and it's like you don't exist anymore!" A familiar British accents scolds.

"Bex!" I let go of the others to smother the girl with the crossed arms.

"Don't pretend we don't love you as much as Macey loves Channel no. 5," Liz chirps and worms her way in.

"She's right," Macey adds her self in.

Our group hug had just moved five feet and added another person, I muse.

"It's so good to see you all!" Bex squeezes a little too tight and I know Liz can't breathe.

Breaking away, we start to unpack and talk about the break. Two hours and twenty-seven minutes passed effortlessly, and then the subject I had so managed to gracefully avoid was brought up.

"So, Chameleon," Bex pauses for dramatic effect. "What trouble are we getting into this semester?"

"If Cam is a smart as her I.Q. of 140 states- None!" Liz reminds. I pray that she is right. If I just stay here and do my work like a normal spy-in-training, everything I do should be drama free, but no guarantee that I won't do something illegal.

"Sounds good to me," I agree.

"Sounds boring if you ask me," Macey is already filing her nails on her bed. I see Bex shrug where she sits.

"You know what isn't boring?" I ask them all with my hands on my hips.

I see them all arch an eyebrow and eye each other skeptically.

"What?" Liz seems genuinely interested in learning something new.

"The crème brûlée Chef Liou serves," I spin on my heel and start to head to the opening dinner. God, I missed crème brûlée.

At some point, my friends catch up with me, and we make our way side-by-side into the Grand Hall, saying or hello's to the girls in our grade as we pass.

We have to wait two minutes for my mom's speech as we sit in our usual spots at our table. This turns out to be more than enough time for Tina to plant herself down to ring me dry of intel.

"So, Cammie," She leans in as if this is serious business. "Is it true you are planning to go to Roseville High in an attempt to win back Josh's love?"

My friends cringe at her assumption.

"First of all, Tina, no one said anything about love," I hold up a finger. "And two, I have no intention of ever going to a regular high school, especially if it's just for a boy."

She seems satisfied as she moves on to the next girl and askes another question she can't possibly believe to be true, "So, Mick, is it true you were on the front lines of the infiltration team tasked to invade a Suadi palace?"

"I have to admit, rumors hear are far more entertaining than rumors at an actual preppy boarding school," Macey doesn't look up from her nails.

My mom reaches the podium and we all stand to say the Gallagher motto. Every time the hundreds of girls that go here say our promise together I get chills.

"Young women, I wish I could stand up here and tell you that you all will have a wonderful semester at this school, but I cannot," She says solemnly. My mind races through what seems like a thousand possible scenarios of what could be wrong. The teachers all appeared calm and collected so it couldn't be that bad- right?

"The CIA has been given a tip that enemy agents have set up at Roseville High," My mother explains. "We have reason to believe they are of the same age as all of you, therefore we have decided to send a number of you to the school, undercover as normal students, to identify the opposition and report their motives before any harm is done."

Out of all the possibilities that I came up with in my head, that was definitely not one of them. I have to be safe from going though. The CIA specifically forbade me from ever seeing Josh again (I have the restraining order to prove it!). So, who would be going?

"Tomorrow, ten of you will be attending the public high school, and effectively take part on the mission. This is serious, girls," She manages to make eye contact with everyone, or at least it seems that way.

I see Tina bouncing in her seat, no doubt this news was more than she had ever hoped for.

"If you are selected to go, you will be away until the mission is complete, so be swift. Let's move along, the sophomores going will be Macey McHenry, Elizabeth Sutton, Cameron Morgan, Rebecca Baxter, Eva Alvarez, and Tina Walter," She reads off a list, I think she lists more names, but my ears are ringing to loud to hear.

No, this can't possibly be happening. I gave an oath to not see Josh again. What do they expect will happen if they force me to go to his school? What if I get paired up with him to do a project? I have come to the conclusion that everything about this is an awful mess.

Mom must have finished because Tina snaps her fingers in front of my face to wake me out of my daze.

"Still not going to try to get lover boy's attention?" Tina inquires tauntingly, a notepad in hand. I feel like I want to throw up.

Macey drops her nail file for the first time this evening and gasps, "I should have brought more clothes!"

After tonight's announcement, crème brûlée does sound dull.

You like? Stories where they go to normal school can be tricky so I want to make sure I do it justice. Leave a review to tell me what you want to see or what you didn't like! That's all for now, but you guys know I spitfire updates (like I did with my other two stories, one of which i posted today) so I won't be gone for long. Plus total zammie later on- Brire