Disclaimer: I own nothing - all rights go to Ally Carter.

I stood in the passageway as Joe told them a little bit about me and my history. The good thing about having the teacher as your god-father is that he doesn't go into too much detail about all of the mistakes that you have made. It was times like this when I realised just how much I needed him. One of the boys interrupted Joe by saying to his classmates "Bet we could take her."

I took that as my queue to enter. The scanner read my handprint and opened the door I was hiding behind. I looked straight at the boy, winked at him and said "Wanna bet?"

The room gasped as they saw me, I could practically hear the clogs round in their heads, `Wow, she's hot!` I rolled my eyes and nudged my god-father with my hip,

"Sup Joey," he shook his head and nudged me back. The whole class gasped (if they hadn't already from when I had called him Joey). Joe turned me towards the class and said,

"And this is Cameron Morgan,"he paused and glared at the boy who thought he could take me,

"My god-daughter," his eyes then roamed over the room, making it clear that he would kill anyone who he thought tried to make a pass at me. I rolled my eyes again and hopped up onto his desk. I looked at the boys as they sized me up and said, "So boys – what are we learning today?"

The boys gaped at me all lesson as Joe tried to teach them about lying. It was quite funny actually. Joe kept picking on the guy that thought he was better than me (I found out his name was Grant). I was about to step in and do something but just as I was about to the bell went. All the boys got up and shuffled out of the room giving me a onceover before they left – creeps, they obviously seriously underestimated both Joe and myself. Joe came and stood beside me,

"So Cam, it's been a while – why aren't you at Gallagher?" I looked at him putting a hurt look on my face,

"You mean, you're not pleased to see me?" He gave me a stern look and I gave in, "Fine, my mom sent me here to train with you a bit, she said – and I quote `Go beat up Joe and some of his students, even Bex has bruises` and so here I am. We're gonna have so much fun!" I added the last part with an obviously fake girlish squeal. Joe put his hand on my back and guided me to the door from which the boys had left,

"Well then," he said "I guess it's time to go to PE."

Joe pushed open the doors to the gym and we walked up to the coach `Mr Moore`, he seemed nice but up himself like the rest of the boys. I'd show them, I knew Joe was thinking the same thing.

"This is my god-daughter, Cammie – would it be okay if she joined you and the boys for this session?" Mr Moore didn't hesitate to answer and said,

"Of course Mr Solomon, but I don't know if she's up to the boys standards – but we can give it a shot," I rolled my eyes at the same time as Joe. Mr Moore turned back to the boys and ordered them to go and stand by the large mat in the centre of the room. His eyes flickered to me and he motioned for me to go stand in the middle of it.

"Zach, let's see if this lovely young lady can beat you," He tried to hold back his laughter but failed miserably. Zach nodded and stood in front of me. Mr Moore blew on his whistle signalling for us to start. As I suspected Zach leapt at me, I caught his arm and flipped him till he lay face flat on the mat, unable to get up.

I smiled to myself and then to the rest of the class, their mouths were all hanging wide open, apparently this guy was supposed to be good, god I hope not or there was no hope for them. I saw Joe nodding his head in approval, he wasn't surprised. I knew Zach was back on his feet seething for being beaten by a girl.

He thought he had me, I looked back at Joe and mouthed `They never learn,` he chuckled slightly and inclined his head as if to say `well go on then`.

Zach launched his kick but before he could land it I had done a double back somersault over his head, on the second one I extended my legs, knocking him once again to the ground. When I landed I knelt beside him and whispered,

"Never attack me from behind – it's too obvious. Next time I'll put you in the infirmary," Then I stood up and walked out of the gym, knowing that Joe was hot on my heels.

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