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Disclaimer: Gallagher Girls belongs to the talented Ally Carter. Jane Eyre belongs to Jane Austen.

Chapter Four: Bex and Macey's Plan… That Failed

The next morning I woke up to Liz calling out next to me, "Cammie wake up! Guess who asked for you? Mr. Solomon? What does he want? I mean I know you told me about…"

"Liz!" I started to calm her down; if I didn't stop her soon then she would go on forever.

I really didn't feel like talking to Mr. Solomon at the moment. In fact I didn't want to talk to him at all… in any way, shape, or form. Believe me when you are a spy there are many, many ways to communicate.

I walked past Macey's bed and I realized something. Macey wasn't there? But where would she be. Macey didn't wake up early; she was horrible at getting up. The only way Macey can beat Bex in a fight is when Bex is trying to wake her up. That is how much she loved her beauty sleep.

I paused and turned to Liz, "Um… Liz? Where's Macey and Bex?" I asked suspiciously.

Liz poked her blond head out of the bathroom, "Nowhere," she said way too easily. She began to close the door. I started sprinting toward the bathroom in an effort to get there as fast as possible. I skidded to the door jamming my foot between the door and the frame.

Liz began to slam herself against the door to keep me from getting in. Fighting, I rammed my body against the door as Liz cried in protest, "No! I won't tell you! They made me promise!"

"Let me in you blond headed bookworm!" I screamed. Sliding my arm through the crack I jammed my knuckle behind her ear hitting a pressure point. Liz forced my arm off and backed away from the door.

I dove into the bathroom and tackled her to the ground. "Cammie let me go!" she cried. "I can't tell you! In the name of Jane Austen let me up!"

So that gave me an idea. I stood up and grabbed a book off the shelf. Her favorite: Jane Eyre. I ran back into the bathroom and turned on the water. Opening the book I held it so that it was just about to touch the constant stream of water. "Tell. Me."

Liz fell to the ground grabbing my legs. She began to plead, but I couldn't make out everything. But I did hear a few words, "Talk… Zach… Help… Don't… Tell… Cammie… Book… Now… Please!" she cried.

Gently I set the book down. Liz scrambled towards in pressing Jane Eyre to her face. Casually she stopped hyperventilating. (If you can tell me how someone does that I will give you one hundred dollars. Just kidding. I don't have one hundred dollars.)

I stalked out of the bathroom leaving Liz with her book and flopped down on my bed. I snuggled my face into a pillow and shouted. When I looked up I saw Liz staring down at me curiously. "You ok?" she asked.

I glared up at her. "Seriously? Do you know where they went?"

Liz looked down and stared at her feet suddenly interested in her shoe laces, "I wasn't supposed to tell you," she said quietly.

I stared again and then she spoke, "They are sneaking into the Communications Room…" she paused, "I also lied about Mr. Solomon, I was supposed to trick you into going there by yourself, he didn't really ask for you."

I stood up in shock! "Liz!"

"I will help you if you want… as long as you don't hurt Jane Eyre," she said honestly twisting her long hair.

I laughed, "Come on Liz!" We started out into the halls of Gallagher Academy.

I began to move quietly towards a passage that I discovered a few years ago. Liz was trailing behind me still holding her book, "Bex and Macey had to go the old fashioned way though the front door."

We squeezed behind the door after I pulled and statue off the followed after me as we the hidden door shut. I pulled walked with my hands against the wall; this passage was dark like all of the other passages that remained hidden in the walls of Gallagher Academy.

Liz followed my example of placing her hands on the walls. Her fingers brushed lightly and avoided a web that I almost ran straight through. I was lucky enough to feel the edge so I went around it. Liz was not as lucky.

Liz shrieked in terror as her hand was entangled by a spider web. I spun around and slapped my hand on her mouth. I waited until her breathing slowed and I peeled my fingers of her mouth.

After a few (relative) minutes my finger tips hit the end of the tunnel. I felt around for the handle to open the door. Towards the middle I found a wheel. Have you ever seen it in movie, it's usually on vaults…

Well it was like that. So I called Liz up and guided her to a side of the wheel. Together we began to turn in. After an almost three years of not using the passage, the wheel had rusted and it was hard to turn. The wheel put up a struggle but began to cooperate. I sighed in relief as light poured in.

Macey and Liz turned around to look at us with looks of surprise on their faces. "You want to explain?"

"Um Cammie? What are you doing here?" Bex said like they always did in the movies when parents came home in the middle of a house party, then she turned, "Liz! You were supposed to keep her busy!" Bex shouted in a completely different voice, her British accent lacing every word.

"Macey! Bex! You guys were just about to explain to me why the heck you are trying to contact Zach!" I yelled in frustration.

"Well, we kind of figured you would want some help," Macey said innocently. I frowned at that then looked down. If I wanted help from someone outside of my immediate group of friends I wouldn't go to Zach for it. I would ask for help from someone more experienced, that I was close with, and would break the rules like… Ok so I couldn't think of anyone!

So I just summed it up by saying, "Not from Zach!" Simple enough. They just did not understand the whole issue with Zach. I wanted to get over him. Not bring him back into my life! Wait no… I was over him. I had finally gotten over him! Thank goodness! Goode… that's Zach's last name…

FOCUS!

"Well, who is going to help you then? Do you really expect us to do anything about it? Really Cammie? This is above us. We are too small for this. We need Zach's help!" When Bex put it that way it really did make more sense. But I wasn't ready to give in anytime soon.

"No. We can find help somewhere else. From someone else for that matter," I protested. I was not going to turn to Zach on this one. I had Mr. Solomon and my mother to help me and they're all I needed. For right now anyway.

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