I felt the ground shift beneath me as I was swept off my feet by a certain Blackthorne Boy. As I looked up into his emerald green eyes I immediately relaxed and felt all of my worries wash away. Zach remembered me. Zach was here. And that was what mattered.
Despite what Macey and Bex has said and Liz's calculations on the chances that he would forget all about me (the chance was low, but I suspect it was higher than what she claimed because I'm the type of girl who's easily forgotten) I had been anxious for the exchange with Blackthorne.
You see, Blackthorne had come for a semester exchange the previous year and during their stay, Zach had teased and flirted with me relentlessly. Although it was often annoying and caused my roommates and me great headaches, it did prove to be an excellent distraction from the civilian drama that had occurred right before their visit.
I would be the first to admit that dating Josh Abrams…probably not the smartest choice on my part. Josh was your all around American sweetheart. The problem with that? Josh was a civilian, he had no idea of what really went on inside the ivy colored walls that me, and 90 other girls, called home.
Gallagher Academy For Exceptional Young Women. Located in Roseville, Virginia; a school for the rich and elite.
That's what the Central Intelligence Agency wants Roseville, and the majority of the world, to believe. In truth, Gallagher has provided young women, such as my roommates and I, the opportunity to learn concepts that would not have been acceptable for women hundreds of years ago.
It was, and still is, a school for spies.
Seeing as I am the daughter of Rachel Morgan, headmistress of Gallagher, and Matthew Morgan, CIA legend, I have been guaranteed a job with the CIA since the day I was born. So the curriculum that we learn is no big deal.
But that was the problem. Josh and I could never really of had a 'serious' relationship because of what I knew and he didn't.
After a heart wrenching breakup that included a forklift, Josh, my CoveOps teacher Mr. Solomon, and memory erasing tea, I was determined to, well, behave. Stay out of trouble and focus on my studies. Easy, right? Wrong.
Because then Blackthorne came to stay with us. And it seemed that from the day he had beat me during our CoveOps assignment, Zachary Goode had made it his personal mission to answer my questions and responses with cryptic replies and smirks.
And then there was the kiss. Where Zach had dipped me in front of the entire Gallagher student body, his friends, and many of our teachers, and given me a sweet but cocky kiss.
Since then I had been unable to get my thoughts off of him. Not once had he called, emailed, or even bothered to write me a letter during the summer.
But as I now looked up into his dark green eyes, which were pleading with me to forgive him, I felt my eyebrows relax and granted him a small smile.
"Hello Gallagher Girl."
"Why hello Blackthorne Boy," I smiled in response.
Suddenly I was very aware of how close our bodies were and how the front entrance was deserted. We were very much alone, or so I had thought.
As Zach leaned down to kiss me, I heard a voice, calm but deadly, call out, "What do you think you are doing with my daughter?"
How do you like it? My first ever collaboration story! This story will be on Mikohanyougirl's profile, but I will also add a link to the story in my profile. I know it is short, shorter than my usual chapters, but I promise that my chapters will be longer in the future.
So, just in case you are confused, I will tell you that I will be writing the odd number of chapter, such as 1, 3, 5, 7, 9, etc., and Mikohanyougirl will be writing the even chapters, 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, etc.
DuchessofDarknessAndLight: Even Numbered Chapters
Mikohanyougirl: Odd Numbered Chapters
Hope you enjoyed it and look for Chapter 2, which will be written by new author on FF Mikohanyougirl!
Disclaimer: We do not own the Gallagher Girls. No matter how much we may dream.
