A Summer to Remember Chapter 1

A/N: hi all. So I have gotten several reviews saying I should do a story about Zach and Cammie over the summer (more is explained in my story "The Boys are Back and There is Going to be Trouble") so here it is.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher Series or characters, those all belong to Ally Carter, I also don't own "Family Guy" or any of its characters or episodes In addition, I don't own Ronald Reagan Nat'l Airport. I only own the plot of the story and any characters I make up

Cammie's POV Around 5 PM (EDT), June 10th

I was standing in baggage claim at Ronald Reagan National Airport looking for Zach. His flight was supposed to land an hour ago. I sighed and took out my phone, and dialed Zach.

"Hello."

"Where are you?"

"No 'hi. How are you?' Gallagher Girl?"

"I really don't care right now. Where the hell are you, your flight was supposed to land an hour ago!"

"The flight was slightly delayed. Chillax."

"Don't tell me to chillax. I have had a very bad day!"

"Okay, okay. I'm almost to baggage claim."

"Good. See you in a few."

I hung up. A few minutes later I spotted Zach in the crowd. I held my hand up and waved. He saw me and walked over.

"What carosuel number is your flight?" I asked

"12" he replied.

We headed over and got his bags. Then we walked to the car.

"How was your flight?" I asked.

"It was good. How was graduation?"

"Awesome. I got this." I showed him my locket.

"Cool. We just got sent home. We got a little speech from the new headmaster about how we will succeed in life. Gave us some tips

about 'surviving' and 'doing well in our field'." His voice sounded bitter. I didn't care how pissed I was that he didn't call me to say his

flight was late, I hugged him.

He looked at me, surprised. "What was that for Gallagher Girl?"

I shrugged. "It seemed like you needed it."

We got in the car.

"So what is everyone in the neighborhood being told about your dad?" He asked.

My mom kept our house for the school breaks.

"He was traveling, he hit his head, forgot who he was, remembered after a while, came back." I said.

"Nice one. How'd you think of it?"

"I saw a 'Family Guy' episode where Lois got amnesia."

"Wasn't that entire episode just a dream Stewie had?"

"Yeah. Does it matter? It still worked."

"Good point."

A little while later, we pulled up to my house. I parked and popped the trunk. After Zach grabbed his duffel, we went into the house.

"We're back," I called.

My mom came in from the kitchen. "Hi. How was your flight Zach?"

"It was good Headmistress Morgan. Thank you for letting me stay here for the summer." He said.

I stared at him in shock.

"What?" Zach asked.

"I'm shocked. You're using C&A outside of school."

"Of course I am. If I was forced to learn it, I might as well use it."

"Cammie, will you show Zach the guess room?" My mom asked.

"Sure, but first I have to ask: what were you doing in the kitchen?" I asked

"The crossword puzzle. Your dad is cooking dinner," she said.

"Okay," I said. I started up the stairs with Zach behind me, and showed him to the guest room. I opened the door, "Here's the guest

room, the bathroom is attached." Zach nodded. "Okay. Thanks Gallagher Girl."

"You have got to stop with the C&A stuff. It's getting weird and frankly I'm starting to think about giving you a CAT scan of your brain."

I said.

He smirked. "That's what makes it fun."

I rolled my eyes. "Are you sure you're 18?"

"Positive."

"Okay. Now unpack. And I still have my doubts about your age, you immature monkey." I said.

"That hurt Gallagher Girl." He said in a joking tone.

"I'm leaving now." I said, and true to my word, I left.

I headed downstairs. "What's for dinner?" I asked my dad.

"Jambalaya and cornbread, and we have popsicles for dessert." He said.

"Awesome. I love your jambalaya." I replied. My mom made an indignant noise at that.

"No offense mom, but the only think your jambalaya is good for is cleaning out the contents of my stomach." I said.

My dad started chuckling while my mom scowled. I smiled at her and then grabbed the newspaper. (A/N, when I say newspaper I

am talking about the Washington Post, which I also don't own). I read the newspaper for about half an hour, and then Zach

came down.

"Finished unpacking?" I asked.

"Yeah." He said.

"Okay. I'm going for a run after dinner. Wanna come?" I said.

"Isn't that a little late for a run?"

"No. Besides, it's so hot and gross in DC in the summer, it's better to be outside at night. It's still humid, but it's not as hot." (A/N:

seriously, it gets disgusting around here, there are 3 days this week in the 90's. and today it got up to the high 90's with

some places feeling like it was in the 100's b/c of the humidity.)

"Makes sense. Sure"

"Dinner's ready. And I promise she," my dad gestured towards my mom, "did not go anywhere near it."

"Good. I'm starved." I said. I grabbed the bowls, my mom grabbed the napkins, and my dad grabbed the silverware.

"Serve yourselves." My dad said. We all grabbed food and sat down. After dinner, I went to change into my running clothes.

"Meet me down here in 10 minutes." I told Zach. He nodded and we went to get changed.

A/N: so there's the first chapter. I probably won't update another one, b/c I leave for NYC in 4 days, and I'm leaving the country for 5 weeks in 5 days.