Hey guys! This is officially my second FanFic! YAY!

Some of you may have read my other story, Secrets and Spies: GG5. I just wanted to let you guys know that I loved every single review I got! Thanks everyone! But, I'm not sure where the story is going and I'm not very motivated to write the story anymore. So, sorry for you guys out there who really loved it! I'll be putting the story up for adoption, and if you want to, please PM a continuing chapter or two and tell me your ideas. I'm not really sure how adopting a story works so please help me! AHHHHHH! Okay, spaz attack. Anyway. THANKS GUYS! AGAIN. On with the story!

****Age 7****

A young girl and boy huddle closer inside a small kitchen closet as their father returns home. He has an empty beer bottle in one hand and bulky brief case in another.

"I'm home" He croaked. A woman appeared in the doorway. She smiled tenitively but her eyes showed fear. Not for herself, no, but for her children. When she married Matt, he had been kind and honest. Now, he was a drunk who left for missions and was gone for days at a time. The man seemed to be upset about something. His face turned red and the women cautiously took a step back.

"Come inside Matt, I'll make some hot chocolate, your favorite!" She said with false warmth. He just walked inside, shut and locked the door and started to beat his wife. The little girl in the closet started to get up and run to her mother, but her brother grabbed her arm and pulled her down.

"Cammie! Do you want dad to hurt you?" He asked.

She just shook her head and cried into her brother's shoulder saying, "Why Grant?"

****Age 9****

"I'm tired! I can't stand another second in this rat hole!" The women screamed. The man just sat in front of the

TV and grunted, "Get me another beer bottle!"

The women screamed in frustration. She went over to her children, grabbed Grant and her luggage and was outside the door. Cammie grabbed her baby brother who was born a few months ago and ran outside after their mother.

"Mommy! Wait! Please take us", she screamed, tears running down her face.

Her mother only shook her head and said, "I can't take care of three kids while on the run" and got into the driver's seat.

"Wait! At least take Eli! Please!" She begged! How could mom, her own mother who sang her to sleep so many nights just abandon her?

She just shook her head and drove down the street, leaving a heartbroken daughter, and an 8 month old son crying on the street.

"It's okay Eli! I'll make sure Daddy doesn't hurt you at all! OK?" Cammie whispered.

****Age 17****

"Come on Eli!" Cammie said. "We'll be late for school!"

Eli jumped up. School meant escaping this place and not having to watch Daddy beat his sister. He quickly showered and got dressed while Cammie made their lunches. She always made sure Eli had a lot of food, even if it meant sacrificing some of hers. Besides, Eli was a growing boy and he needed correct nutrition. Cammie herself pulled on some long jeans, a long sleeved shirt, and a sweatshirt over her head and let her hair down. It covered some of the bruises. She grabbed her backpack and Eli's and her lunches and the two of them were out the door. This was usually how their day went.

"Okay, bye Eli" She waved as her little brother got on the bus. He smiled and waved as the doors clamped shut.

Cammie sighed and turned and started walking. High school was a little far but her father never dropped her and buses usually didn't come down her neighborhood. When she got to Roseville High, all people could talk about was the new kid. Cammie rolled her eyes as her best friend DeeDee went on about how hot the new kid was.

"DeeDee! You're dating Josh!" Now it was Dee Dee's turn to roll her eyes.

"Come on Cammie! Yeah, I'm dating Josh, but that doesn't mean I can't admire the new kid's rumored six pack!" I sighed. I could never understand DeeDee. But she was always there for me. She was the only other person who knew about Dad and his temper flares.

"Hey DeeDee" Josh said, coming up and kissing her.

Josh used to be my friend and I kinda had a crush on him since forever, but I knew I would never get him so when I found out Josh and DeeDee liked each other, I helped them get together. I felt my stomach knot and looked away when Josh hugged DeeDee. I hadn't had a hug in almost nine years since my mother left.

The warning bell rang just as I said, "I gotta get to English! Bye!"

I ran to English and sat down in my seat just as the final bell rang. Our teacher walked in and just as she started talking, someone walked through the door. I swear every girl in the room (except me) melted into a puddle in their seats. I forced myself not to look up. But I couldn't help it. When I finally did, I saw the new kid staring. At me.

So?

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