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"Attention students!" Mr. Steve said into the microphone in the front of the room in the middle of breakfast. The room went still.

"Excellent!" he exclaimed, and like for the past I don't even know how long years, we all groan. Our headmaster couldn't care less.

"I have an announcement to make. You would assume so, wouldn't you? I thought sarcastically.

"Blackthorne is proud to be the guest of the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women for an exchange this semester!"

The room was silent for exactly 28 seconds before at least three quarters of the school went crazy. I sighed and went back to my breakfast while Mr. Steve tried to give out details about the trip.

"I wonder what the place is like," Jonas pondered.

"We will finally get our revenge, huh? Interesting," Grant said.

"This is gonna be fun," I say, my signature smirk forming on my face.

Grant and Jonas grinned at me, and we headed to our first class. I have a good feeling about this.

***

We arrived at the Gallagher Academy, but it looked nothing like Blackthorne. It looked classy, elegant and old. It probably helps with the cover of a snotty boarding school for rich girls though, but a bit overdone if you ask me.

We reached these huge doors that lead to the entrance of the Grand Hall. Forks dropped out of hands, jaws dropped, eyes and every single head was faced towards us. The sophomores were even doing it and we did the mission against them. I guess that they had not expected us, the Chameleon didn't tell them and they thought we were hot. I mean Grant was sucking up the attention. The only two people who weren't looking at us were the Chameleon and a girl across from her with black hair and blue eyes studying.

Rumours started spreading before you could say Gossip Ville.

"OMG, he's hot!" A girl said pointing towards me.

"No, that one looks like a Greek God!" another replied looking pointedly at Grant. Grant was eating it up like candy.

Cole came through the door late and walked up to the woman standing at the front talking about spy relationships, and what not. "Hey mum!" he said pulling her into a hug.

Now it was everyone's turn to gossip.

"How?"

"What?"

"I don't understand."

Then I see the Chameleon popping out of her seat away from all of her friends to the podium. Cole turned towards her. "Finally!" he said, "Were you waiting out on me, little sis?"

WOAH! Wait, rewind. The Chameleon is Cole's sister! How is Cole was the son of the headmistress?

"Hey!" the Chameleon said. The room was silent and everyone was watching this exchange. "I'm only three minutes younger!" hitting her twin in the chest playfully.

Dang. Okay then... But now, it was easy to tell the resemblance. And I'll admit it, she's pretty. What am I thinking? I ask myself, almost slapping myself in my head and stopping myself.

"Half of the guys in here are in love with you," Cole sang to his twin.

"Only half?" she asked mockingly.

"Of course, the other half are in love with Macey," he replied. She laughed in response.

"Well," Mr. Solomon said walking up to him, "good choice."

"What?" smacking out of my reverie and looking at him.

"The Chameleon, but I swear if you hurt her, as her godfather, I will kill you, wait scrap that, Cole will probably do that first." He chuckled and started walking away, "Actually, she might do it herself."

I never wanted anything more than to know her name. 

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