AN: Hey guys, for like the third time in a row the past 3 days whoooo! Anyways so this is the 5th one shot from my Zammie One Shot collection that you guys wanted me to continue. Well, here it is! I hope you guys like it, please review ! Please? Oh and I included the actual oneshot incase you didn't get to read it...

Zach's POV

"Grant stop hogging all of the food!" I exclaimed, grabbing some from my best friend and roommate, Grant Newman.

"I'm a growing boy Zach I need nutrition!" He argued, stealing the food back.

"Ditto." I said, slightly annoyed. But I let him have the food. If it would shut him up it was worth it.

"Hey guys, check out Solomon." My other roommate Nick said, jerking his head towards our cove ops teacher Oh and if that wasn't enough of a hint, we are currently attending Blackthorne, which is a spy/assassin school that trains boys.

"Whoa, does he look...scared?!" Grant asked, incredulous. I turned towards where he was sitting at the front of the dining hall with the other teachers, and saw that he was in fact exhiiting signs of fear. In fact, all of our teacher's were, but mostly Mr. Solomon.
"According to my calculations there is only a .000000012 chance of that." My last roommate Jonas, the nerd, piped in.

He saw us staring at us and in a second he had a mask on his face, he was unreadable. He raised his eyebrow in question slightly, looking at us. We all shrugged and went back to our dinner.

But all of a sudden, there was a crashing noise and our roof, you know the one made of glass, was shatted by a girl falling through it and landing gracefully on top of the teacher's dinner table, right inbetween the pumpkin pie and spaghetti. How did she do that? That was liek a 40 foot drop! Wait, what is a girl doing here?! And why is she so damn hot?!

She had this gorgeous honey blonde hair that was loosely curled and went down to her back, an amazing body with curves in all the right places, but her eyes-oh her eyes! They were gorgeous sapphire blue. She was wearing a black tank top with a leather jacket and dark jeans and combat boots that she made extremely sexy.

It was then I noticed who she had landed in front of.

And who she had just turned to face. Looking down at him from where she was standing on the table.

Mr. Solomon.

"Hey Joey. Mom wanted to ask a favor of some of these Blackthorne Boys, but I figured I'd take the time to introduce myself now. Is that a problem?"

"Cammie." Mr. Solomon said angrily. He looked like he was about to explode on her. Oh god I really hope she doesn't die. I've seen this look on his face before and it's not pretty. But she did something that shocked us all. She Laughed!

Still laughing, she jumped down from the teacher's table and started walking down the center aisle, towards the door. But then she paused, right in front of us. Or more specifically, Grant.

"Grant." She said coldly, crossing her arms over her chest and cocking a hip to the right.

"Cameron." He said equally as coldly, standing up to face her in the aisle. GRANT KNOWS THIS CHICK?! They were just a few inches away, and staring each other down. And I'm pretty sure there was one thought going through each of the boys' minds.

That lucky bastard.

But then the girl surprised us again by throwing open her arms as Grant did the same and he picked her up and spun her around as they both continued to laugh. And I swear, her smile was brighter than the sun. When he finally put her down, she turned to face Joe and the teacher's again. All of them had confused faces, except Joe. He had an angry one.

"I'll show myself to my room then shall I? Boys we depart tomorrow at 7 sharp don't be late." She winked at Solomon before walking- or should I say strutting- out of the dining hall. Immediately whispers erupted. It was all I could do to turn to Grant and say, "What, the, hell?!" But he just shrugged. And said, "My sister's never been very predictable."

"Si-SISTER?!" Spies should never be surprised, ever. But righ then that's exactly what I was. How could my best friend never tell me something like that?!

"That's what I just said smart one." Grabt replied, taking another bite of his mashed potatoes.

"Well why in the hell didn't you tell us you had a fucking gorgous sister who also happens to be a spy?!" I demanded. Grant started choking on his mashed potatos.

"WHAT did you just say?!" He demanded.

"Well it's true. She's fucking hot!" I exclaimed.

"DUDE! That's my sister!" He said, punching me in the arm.

"Nick back me up on this please?" I asked him.

"It's true Grant. Your sister is pretty hot." Nick said, picking up a rib.

"I can't believe you two." Grant said, going back to his dinner.

TIME SKIP TO AFTER DINNER STILL ZACH'S POV

"I'm telling you the Shwashkovier maneuver is way better for a 2 against one than the Hagliadas Kick!" Nick said for the thousandth time to Grant.

"No way! The Hagliadas Kick is waaaaaayyyyyy better!" Grant exclaimed.

"Oh for the love of god will you two please shut up?!" We all whipped around to see Cammie standing behind us in the empty hall way, smirking.

"Where did you come from?! I didn't hear you following us!" I demanded.

She cocked a hip and raised an eyebrow.

"I thought passageways were your speacialty Mr. Goode."
"How did you know I-"

"Spy." She said, pointing her thumb at her chest.

"Right..." I said unsteadily, turning back to face forwards and continuing towards our room. Much to my surprise Cammie kept walking with my friends behind me and talking to them.

"Now Nick, the Shwashkovier maneuver is a great tool, and Grant the Hagliadas Kick is good also, but I find the Warshouer punch followed by a Lendias kick would be much more efficient in battle."

I closed my eyes, envisioning the same scenario but each time using each of the three possibilities. And she was right! Her strategy would work much more efficiently than Grant or Nick's!

"Zach close your mouth, you'll catch flies." Cammie said, walking past me and tapping my cheek. I stared at her, and watched as she pulled out a key and opened one of the dorm doors. Wait a minute- That's our dorm!

"How did you get a key for our dorm?!" I demanded, one step behind her as she walked in and plopped down on the couch like she owned the place.

"Well if you must know Zachary, you should probably check your pockets. I think you'll find something missing." She smirked as I quickly patted my pockets and realized my key was missi- Oh.

She tossed it up in the air for me to catch.

"Thanks." I said sourly as I replaced it to it's rightful spot in my jacket pocket.

"Sooooo Cammie bear. You said something about an exchange...?" Grant said as he came and sat next to her on the couch.

"Mmhmmmmmm mom thought i would be good for everyone else to finally know about eachother. Of course, we're the special exception." Cammie said teasingly, winking at me.

"Know about who?! Exchange with who?!" Nick said, utterly confused.

"Yeah and why can't I find you in any CIA databases?" Jonas asked, sounding extremely frustrated.

"Well that would be because Bookworm herself made those firewalls." Cammie said, smirking again.
"THE Bookworm?!" Jonas asked, amazed.

"Yup." Cammie said, popping the P. "I mean, I can't have just anybody knowing my code name." At this, she smirked again.

"Conceited much?!" Grant exclaimed playfully, throwing a pillow at her head, which she easily caught and put behind her head.

"By the way they all said hi." Cammie said, turning her head to face Grant.

"They meaning-?" Nick asked.

"Bookworm, Duchess, and Peacock duh." Cammie said her voice oozing with boredom.

"Well tell them I said hey when you go back tomorrow." Grant replied, getting up to go to the bathroom.

"Don't you mean when we go back tomorrow?" Cammie asked innocently. Grant gasped and spun around to face her again, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"REALLY?! OMGOMGGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!" Grant exclaimed, bouncing up and down so fast it was comical.

"What part of exchange don't you understand?" Cammie asked exasperatedly.

"Hold up! WHAT are you talking about!" Nick very nearly shouted.

Cammie turned towards him annoyed.

"You're a spy aren't you? You figure it out."

"Awwww come on Cammie just tell him! Anddidmybritishbombshellsaya nythingaboutme?!" Cammie laughed and it sounded like an angel choir, I swear I saw a halo. This chick is turning me into a girl!

"Yes Grant, she went on and on about how you are the sexiest man on the planet." Cammie said sarcastically.

"Grant will you please explain what is going on?!" I asked, completely and utterly confused.

Grant turned towards me, an amused expression in his eyes. Then he turned back to Cammie as if asking for permission.

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell them, but I'm making the official announcement tomorrow before we leave. And I get to tell the story this time!" She said, her voice getting a little snappy at the end.

"but you told it last time!" Grant whined.

"No I didn't! You did! I distinctly remember Abby had just ordered chinese food and Dylan and Kyle kept bugging us about who we were because we kidnapped them and Abby said you could explain since you were the one who knocked them out even though I had to do all the work to distract them!" Cammi explained, talking so fast I could barely keep up.

"Oh yeahhhhh. Oh good times Abby, good times..." Cammie roled her eyes at this and turned to face me, Jonas and Nick. We were all sitting on our own beds with Cammie on the couch facing us.

"Hmmm well where do I begin?" She mused.

"How about with who the fuck you are?!" Nick shouted.
"Well if you must know, My name is Cameron Morgan, I'm Grant's brother, I'm a freaking amazing spy, actually the CIA rank me as #1 for spies in training all around the world." Cammie concluded her short biography.

"What's your codename? And how do you know Bookworm?! He's the best hacked I've ever seen!" Jonas asked.

At this Cammie burst out laughing but we continued with our assault of questions.

"Yeah and how do you know Duchess? I hear they're one of the best fighters in the CIA! But it's kinda weird a guy chose the codename 'Duchess'. Why didn't he just choose 'Duke'? "I asked.

At this point Cammie was clutching her stomach and gasping for breath from laughing so hard.

"Yeah and how do you know Peacock?! I heard they were a natural born spy because they have a long family history of spies." Nick asked.

"You guys-gasp for breath- are sooooo-giggle-SEXIST!" Cammie explained, bursting into another fit of giggles.

"Sexist?" I looked to Grant for an answer but he just shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay okay, I'm done laughing." Cammie said, making one of those funny faces you have to make to calm yourself down after laughing for a long time.

"Well, first off, I don't just know them, I live with them." Me, Jonas and Nick all gasped.

'Mhmm. And who said they had to be guys?!" Cammie demanded.

"Wait, you can't possibly mean they're-" I started to say but she cut me off.

"Girls? Yes, yes I can mean that. And I do." She answered rather harshly.

"Oh. My. God! Guys do you realize what this means?! We now know 3/4 of who the Chameleon's Crew is! We just have to figure out who the actual Chameleon is!" Jonas exclaimed happily.

At this, both Cammie and Grant started cracking up.
"You mean- You don't know?!" Cammie asked after her giggling died down.

"No, but we've been trying to find out for 2 years! The Chameleon is ranked in the top 25 most dangerous spies in the world and they are number one on the Circle of Cavan's hot list!" Jonas explained.

Cammie stood up, still laughing hysterically, and got a water from our mini fridge in the corner of the room. After taking a few sips, she finally calmed down enough to talk.

"Wow, you guys are reeeeeeeealy stupid." Was what she chose to say.

"Uh, excuse me?" Grant exclaimed.

"Right, sorry. Grant, you're extra stupid."

"Thank yo- Hey!"

"Yeah yeah whatever Grant."

"So, why exactly are we stupid?" I asked, to relieve the tension in the room. Cammie cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Well, for started you still don't know who the Chameleon is, and they're in this building." She said smugly.

"OH MY GOD! YOU KNOW THE CHAMELEON?!" Me, Nick, and Jonas exclaimed all at once.

"Mhmm, quite personally I might add. I could put in a good word with them on the upcoming exchange if you want." She said offhandedly, as if it wasn't a big deal for her to know one of the most influential people in this business. How does she even know him?!

"Really, no way!" Nick said, starting to bounce up and down on his bed.

"Yeah yeah whatever my lil sis is a showoff. Now will you please explain about this exchange we are having with Galla-"

"GRANT!" Cammie shouted, cutting him off.

"What?"

"Wait, exchange with who?" I asked. Cammie breathed a loud sigh of relief before recovering.

"You will find out tomorrow morning, at 7. Good night boys, get some sleep. you'll need it." She walked to the door but turned around and said over her shoulder, "Oh and Grant, if you tell them anything, I swear I will tell everyone about Mr. Cuddle Pants. Night!"

And with that, the most unpredictable girl I have ever met walked out of our room.

"Well, only one thing to do now." Nick said.

"What?" Grant asked.

"Duh, go to sleep. Your sister is waaaaaaay to cryptic for me. Although I have a feeling there's something going on with Zach." He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Well she's pretty hot..."

"DUDE!"

"Kidding geeze. Night guys."

That's when I closed my eyes and fell asleep, with no idea how much I would need it the next few weeks.