Hey guys, I know it's been a while since I've updated but I'm kinda just doing it when I feel. But I do make a promise that I will finish this FanFic.

I had planned to do all the books starting from this one and I still want to but I'll have to see how busy I am. But I will finish this one.

After breakfast Dr. Steve took us back to our rooms so we could get ready for class. We didn't have any materials, we were just supposed to go and observe. It seemed kind of boring to me until Dr. Steve informed us that we would all be receiving a Gallagher Girl to shadow. That perked me up. I would make sure Cam was my shadow.

Since the fifteen of us who came here ranged in grade level we were split up. Luckily, Grant, Jonas, and I were all sophomores so we would be attending first period together.

As soon as we were ready Dr. Steve led us from our rooms down a series of hallways until we reached what appeared to be a classroom. I hoped my Gallagher Girl was behind that door.

"Remember boys, try and get to know the girls and be on your best behavior. Blackthorne chose you as delegates for a reason." It was the most serious thing Dr. Steve had ever said to us; so we figured we'd better listen. Pus none of us wanted to be punished…Blackthorne would be a really cruel place at times.

We shook our heads in agreement and just like that our wacky teacher was back.

Dr. Steve knocked on the door twice before opening it. As soon as he barged in, we followed, interrupting the teacher's lecture.

"Good morning ladies." Dr. Steve exclaimed, and I had to fight to roll my eyes. I seriously couldn't understand where that man got his exuberance from.

My eyes glanced over the occupants of the room until I found my Gallagher Girl. She was sitting in front of Grant's exotic beauty, slouching down as though she wanted to disappear. I smirked. There's no escaping me Gallagher Girl I thought.

"Can I help you Dr. Sanders?" the teacher, who – by the nameplate on the desk – I assumed to be Mr. Smith, asked.

Dr. Steve just looked at him and held one hand in the air as if he were trying to put his finger on something.

"I say, your voice sounds so familiar." He finally said. "Have we met before?"

"No," Mr. Smith said, his voice chillingly cold. "I'm sure we haven't."

I could tell Mr. Smith had no patience for Dr. Steve. A trait that he and I shared.

"Never did any work at the Andover Institute, did you?"

"No," Mr. Smith said before going back to the board; a silent and subtle gesture indicating he wanted to get back to his lecture. Too bad Dr. Steve didn't pick up on subtlety.

"Oh well," Dr. Steve said with a laugh before pointing to Grant, Jonas, and me. "Shall we have the boys introduce themselves?"

"I have learned Dr. Sanders – "

"Steve," Dr. Steve corrected, but Mr. Smith kept on going.

" – That ours is an occupation where names are – at beast – temporary." Woah I thought, this guy is hardcore. So far Mr. Smith was my favorite adult her at Gallagher. Besides Joe of course. "But if they must…"

Jonas stepped forward, awkwardly tugging on his tie.

"Um…I'm Jonas, I'm sixteen. I'm a sophomore."

"Thus your enrollment in this class." Mr. Smith said drily. "Welcome, Jonas. Please have a seat."

"Excellent job Jonas," Dr. Steve said, rather exaggeratedly. Jonas was no "excellent" in any social situation. The place he shined was behind a computer screen.

"Excellent job. Now, Jonas here is on he research track of study. I don't suppose any of you young ladies could show Jonas around?"

"Humph!" Came from a small girl sitting by Cam and Grant's exotic beauty. I wondered if that girl and Cam were friends. it looked that way.

Dr. Steve pointed at her and shouted, "Excellent." It would be excellent if you shut up I thought.

"Jonas, you will spend tat day with Ms.…"

"Sutton," she replied. "Liz Sutton."

Jonas went to sit next to Liz, who looked just as awkward as he did. They were perfect for each other.

"Excellent," Dr. Steve said again. "Now Grant, if you would – "

"I'm Grant," he said, cutting Dr. Steve off. He gave me a wink before he went to sit next to his exotic beauty.

And then there was one.

Instead of waiting for Dr. Steve to introduce me, I walked over and sat next to my Gallagher Girl.

"I'm Zach, and I think I've found my guide."

I heard Dr. Steve faintly say, "Excellent," and I had to agree.

CMHZPOV

As soon as class was over Cam grabbed her books and started for the door. No way was she getting away from me that easily, so I got up quickly and followed her into the hall.

"So we meet again." Yes, I actually said that. Lame.

She didn't respond so I kept going, even though there were girls surrounding us coming from both directions.

"So this is the famous Gallagher Academy."

"Yes. This is the second floor corridor. Most of our classes are down this hall." I didn't care about all that though. I cared about her.

"And you're the famous Cammie Morgan."

She stared at me for a couple of seconds like she couldn't believe that I knew who she was. What can I say. Spy.

"Come on," she mumbled. "Culture and Assimilation is on the fourth floor."

"Woah." I said, having stopped following her. I couldn't help the mocking smile on my face. "Did you just say you're taking me to culture class?"

"Yes."

I grinned, full out this time. "Boy, when they say you've got the toughest curriculum in the world…they mean it."

I don't think she appreciated my comment since she looked at me like she wanted to push me down a flight of stairs but I didn't care. Because the look of annoyance on her face was adorable. And…my mind had officially turned into sentimental goo.

"Culture and Assimilation has been part of the Gallagher curriculum for more than a hundred years Zach."

We turned down a corridor to a tearoom, as she continued. "A Gallagher Girl can blend into any culture – any environment. Assimilation isn't a matter of social graces." She suddenly stopped. "It's a matter of life and death."

My Gallagher Girl kind of had a point, and maybe I would have conceded, but then I heard the teacher addressing the class.

"Today, ladies and gentlemen, we will be studying the art of…the dance!"

This class couldn't be more perfect I I'd planned it. Dancing with Cam sounded a lot better then having a tea party.

Then to run it in a little, I lent down and whispered in her ear, "Yeah…Life. And. Death."

CMHZPOV

When we walked into the classroom, all the furniture had been pushed to the sides and a very excited looking woman stood in the middle with a silk handkerchief.

"I have been saving this very special class for the arrival of our very special guests."

"Did you hear that?" I whispered to Cam. "I'm special."

"That's a matter of – " She started to say, but the teacher cut her off.

"Oh Cameron dear, would you and your friend like to demonstrate for the rest of the class.?"

I smiled when she said friend. I liked being considered Cam's friend even if it was by others and not her. It meant we were close, which I was starting to want more and more.

My Gallagher Girl looked like she wanted to disappear but the teacher pulled us to the center of the room. Then she turned to address me. "You must be Zachary Goode. Welcome to Gallagher Academy. Now, I must ask that you place your right hand firmly in the center of Cameron's lower back."

Man, did I love having my arm around Cam. She was warm and soft and felt like home, a foreign feeling to me.

"Okay, now. Everyone find a partner," the teacher instructed. "Yes, girls, some of you will have to take turns being the boy."

Cammie and I just stood there as we watched everyone pair up. I almost started laughing when I saw Jonas and his little shadow step on each other's feet at the same time.

"Ladies, you will pace your right hand firmly in your partners palm."

Cam put her hand in mine but it was tense, and when I looked at her face I saw a small fire brewing in her eyes. Suddenly her annoyance and refusal to hold conversation with me made sense. She was still angry about D.C.

"What's the matter, Gallagher Girl? You're not actually mad about yesterday are you?"

Before she could respond, the teacher started talking again. "Now, ladies and gentleman we will begin with the basic bow step. No, Rebecca, if you're going to dance with Grant, you must let him lead!"

This time I did let out a little laugh. Grant was an excellent dancer. If Bex was taking the lead then he was more entranced by his exotic beauty then I'd thought.

I turned my attention back to Cam and smiled at her, still not letting my epiphany go. "It was a cover, Gallagher Girl. An op. Maybe you're familiar with the concept." And from what I saw in D.C. I was sure she was.

But again before she could say anything the teacher pushed us close together.

"Hold your partner tightly." She said, which I had no problem doing.

And just like that, we were dancing.

Hope you enjoyed it :)

L.