Summary: Cammie Morgan is a world-wide blogger, famous for getting the real deal on Celebrities. But there's a twist. She goes by a codename, Chameleon. Now Cammie and her friends are going to a top boarding school in New York where the top celebrities are living and going to school. Cammie is sure to have the time of her life! And Blogging to her fans, of course.
Cammie POV:
"Cam, if you don't wake up now, I promise you, your iPod will never see another day in it's little musical life!" My best friend Bex said. I shot up out of bed when I realized what she said.
"Bex is right Cam. You do need to get up now if we're going to be on time for our flight to New York." My other friend Liz added. She was right. As always. My dad, me, Bex, and Liz were moving to New York today because my dad had a job transfer. Plus, it helps me out a little too. My dad is sending me to the most famous-people infested boarding school in the country. The Blackthorne Institute for (and I quote) the talented and well manner children *insert scoff here*. My friends and I are transferring there from The Gallagher Academy for girls in Virgina. Oh, and did I forget to mention that I'm the Chameleon? The world-famous blogger? No? Well, I just did. But yeah. Me and my friends are the Chameleon, the Duchess, and the Bookworm. It's really my blog, but they update for me if I can't. So basically, they're my side-kicks! Just don't tell Bex I said that, or I will die. Anyway, we're of to the airport! The wonderful airport of Roseville! (A/N Anyone who can guess where I got the from will get a special shout-out in the next chapter's A/N!) Whoa, random much? Omigosh, Bex has corrupted my brain! Then, the said friend snapped her fingers in front of my face.
"Cam! Get a move on! Luckily for you, I had already packed for you, and now we have to go to the airport!" Sh said.
"Yeah. Lucky me." I muttered sarcasticly under my breath. Now, you may, possibbly be wondering how Bex and Liz's parents agreed to let them go with me and my dad to New York. Well, Liz's mom and dad live all the way in Alabama, and Bex's live all the way in London. Now how does that make sense? Well my little naive friend... I don't really know. My dad handles this stuff.
*Timeskip to airport*
"Cammie! Can you actually believe this is happening! We're going to New York!" Liz and Bex giggled in excitement. I just smiled softly, not wanting to break their hopes and dreams.
"Well, the only reason I even agreed to move here was for my blog." I said. Okay, maybe that was a little mean to them. Bex huffed.
"Are you sure that's the only reason? Cause I could've sworn I heard you muttering about wanting to get away from Josh!" I glared at her. Josh was my ex-boyfriend. And my first kiss, boyfriend, guy I ever really liked like that. But after he found out I went to the Gallagher Academy, I broke it off. And now, I will be forever tormented by his face. And name. And anything that is related to him.
"Bex, I am totally over him." I told her. She just rolled her eyes.
"Um, Bex, Cammie? Our flight is here, so you may want to get a move on." I smiled at her.
"Aw! Is wittle Lizzie-kins hoping to see a certain Jonas Anderson?" I said playfully. But to my surprise she actually blushed! Well, she blushes normally, but she never said anything about...
"Omigosh! Liz, you like Jonas Anderson!" Bex exclaimed. Now let me explain to you who Jonas Anderson is. He is an actor, singer, and practically a school prodigy! No wonder Our Lizzie likes him. I smiled
"Tell you what, Liz. If we ever meet him,and you two fall in love, Bex gets Grant." Liz smiled and laughed a little at my fail of a joke. It's no secret that Bex thinks of him as a greek god. Heck, 99% of the teenage girl population thinks that! After I said my little comment, Bex huffed and glared at me.
"Well, what about little Zachy-kins! I bet you're just dying to meet him!" She said victoriously.
"Bex, you know that I think that one day or another, that big head of his is going to burst because of the height of his ego. Plus his smirk makes me want to kill him." I just rolled her eyes as we started to make our way to the plane. And now, after all we said, you're confused as tp who, Grant and *insert disgusted shudder here* Zachy-kins is, well there the most famous boys in the country and possibly the world. Grant Newman and Zachary Goode. With Jonas they're the three Golden Boys. All three of them are best friends. Hence the name Golden Boys. And apparently, The Chameleon, Duchess, and Bookworm are the three Golden Girls, even though no one knows the true identity of us. The press and a majority of fans think that if we were ever discovered, The Goldens should date each other. And like he'll I will ever date Zachary Goode.
I was settling in my seat ont the plane which was right next to a girl who was most likely the prettiest girl I have ever met. She had silky black hair, peircing green eyes, and a nice tan. She was wearing short jean shorts, a leather jacket, a white tank top, and combat boots. I turned to introduce my self to her.
"Hi, My name is Cammie. What's yours?" I asked her nicely. She turned to look at me.
"Before I tell you my name, Whate do you think of Zach Goode?" She asked. I looked at her, curiously.
"Um, a mega-jerk, with the most annoying smirk I have ever seen in my life?" I said. But it sounded more like a question. She nodded as if to say, 'Well done.' Then the girl smiled at me.
"Hi, Cammie, My name is Macey Goode and Zach the Mega-jerk Goode is my brother." I looked at her surprised.
"Wha? But, How? And, He?... Sister?" I stuttered. She laughed and smiled at me again.
"Yeah, I don't really like him that much either. We had the same dad, but different mothers. We basically hate each other, but sometimes, and only at the randomist moments is he really sweet. But I still really don't like him." She said. I smiled at her. And soon after, we became really good friends. And as it turns out, she is going to Blackthorne too! This year is going to be awesome!
A/N And so that's a wrap people! Hoped you liked it, and reveiw and stuff. Oh and poll on my profile. :D