Chapter 2

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~~~Cammie Morgan~~~

After class, it’s lunch. I wandered the halls again. Again, I found nothing. I walked back into the room. I sat cross-legged on my bed, deep in thought. I couldn’t sort out my thoughts anymore. They’re all jumbled together. I sort of get the impression that once I sort through this mess in my brain, I would find my answer.

Suddenly, I heard a faint gasp. ‘Cammie?’ The voice belongs to Bex. She’s not my favourite person right now. I slipped in a secret passageway, and hid. I wanted to hear what she’s saying.

‘That’s weird. I thought I saw Cammie here.’ Bex said. Then, I heard a voice, Macey. ‘She didn’t get the codename Chameleon for nothing. Give her some credit.’ She snapped. Then, Liz’s voice rang out. ‘She hadn’t eaten for ages. She never appears for meals.’

‘It’s hard to pretend, isn’t it? I don’t even know what she remembers anymore. I’m surprised if she remembered how to talk. She never uttered a single word as far as I know.’ Bex huffed. Then, three sets of footsteps slowly faded away in the direction of the dining hall.

Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes as I sat there, sobbing, tears rolling down my cheeks. Then, I shook my head, and scrambled along, going at top speed on my knees.

I kept crawling and crawling until I felt drained of energy. Then, I went back to where I got in, and scrambled out. I saw Zach, standing there, motionless.

‘Took you long enough.’ He told me as I stared at him. I made no move to talk.

‘Shouldn’t you say something, Gallagher Girl?’ He smirked that smirk I had missed so much, the one thing I missed most in my lonely days.

Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes again, as I remembered Zach and Bex chatting and laughing together. I used my eyes, asking him, whether he and Bex are a couple. If yes, how dare he betray me like that. I guess he didn’t see the question in my eyes. I shrugged, and pushed pass him. He blocked my way out easy enough. ‘Come on, Gallagher Girl. Please say something.’ I saw a tear roll down his cheek. Tears started to spill as I pushed passed him, darting under his arms, and stalked off, with hot tears spilling down my cheeks. I went straight to the bathroom, cleaned my face, and went back to the room. The traces of my tears were cleared by now.

I went in to see Bex, Liz and Macey sitting cross-legged on the floor. ‘Hi, Cammie? Ready for a card game?’ Liz said. I shrugged. I would have, but then I remembered they said they were pretending, and I don’t like people pretending.

Class started again as my mind threw off to shove through the jumble of thoughts. I don’t know what class this is. I just know the teacher is teaching how to use a rifle. My mind wandered elsewhere as I stared aimlessly at the classroom.

I heard a gasp. ‘Cammie!’ Tina screamed as I started. I looked up, and only then did I see the rifle in my hands, pointing to the door. ‘Cammie, put that down this instance.’ Zach told me as I threw the rifle on the floor, and backed off.

The teacher stared at me wide-eyed. ‘How did you learn to do that?’ She asked me. I shrugged. I don’t know. I wanted to shout it out, but I don’t want to utter a word. Instead, I reached for a piece of paper, and wrote in wobbly letters, ‘I don’t know.’ Then, I slipped off and ran along corridor.

I slipped into a secret passage again. I didn’t look back as I crawled along, desperate to find a way out. Finally, I found it. I crawled out, finally letting tears spill. I just know one thing. That girl who took the rifle without a second glance is not me. However, I don’t think I would be able to escape that girl ever.

I was out when I found out that I don’t have any money on me. I quickly stole some from the passers-by, and entered a motel under the name Pamela Parkerson. Then, I collapsed on the bed. I decided to enroll into a high school later, I’ll just have my sleep.

Then, I took out my wig, and changed my clothes. Then, I walked out onto the streets.

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