Disclaimer: I do not own Gallagher Girls (Ally Carter does), just the weird idea for this story! Hope y'all like it.
Chapter 1:
I was walking down the street of Nebraska, my home-state. I had finished playing hide-and-seek spy style with a few agents. Guess who won! Me! It's nice to know I'm actually good at something.
I was flipping my fins (not literally) to get home so I can Grandpa and Grandma about the incident that occurred. They have been known to the world espionages. Believe it or not, they were actually one of the best, along with my dad's side of the family, my aunt Abigail, my godfather and current father figure Joe Solomon, and a few others who are close to me.
Dad would usually teach me all the offense type about being a spy. Mom, on the other hand, teaches me the defense and intelligence side. Not that I'm saying my dad isn't. He is! Of course, he is, since he is the best spy most knows. And they also know the spy who gets curiosity get the best of him. My dad became MIA since I was 8. That's been 7 years, 9 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, 23 hours, 22 seconds and encounting. Since no one was in the high level to know what happened with my Dad (besides the director), everyone started their own rumor. It was all stupid.
The thought of them looking down on me, as I sometimes go to Langley, felt un-chameleon. I wasn't having any of it. I wasn't having any of their sympathy. With my mom or not, I wasn't going to let them get their imagination too wild. And that is how I ranked as the top teen spy. Everyone was shock. They didn't know it was Morgan who claimed that spot, but they knew her name is Chameleon.
"Cammie, darling, how's your morning trip?" Grandma asked sweetly as she smoothen my hair. She knew I am a spy, and I think I have established this. I came in our house with not much expectation, not until I saw Grandpa Morgan with a suitcase.
"You're leaving, Grandpa?" I was worried for his condition. He is healthy as a horse but the thing was his reflexes aren't as compatible with some mission as it should be.
"Yes, Cammie. Don't worry. This is an easy mission. I'm only on Encrypting Research and Development Track for this. It will only take a few days off." He said, kissing my forehead, then off he goes.
"Don't worry sweet heart. He's going to be fine." She smiled at me. With her genuine smile, I knew I had to trust her.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Grandma rushed to the phone in my dad's room and answered it. I walked up to the door, enough to hear and stay like a shadow.
"Yes, sir. Okay." Grandma said. I saw her smiled at my direction and gestured her index finger on me. I came out and obeyed her.
"We're going to Washington D.C." She whispered.
Oh. My. Gosh.
