A Gallagher Girl Cinderella Story! One shot! This idea randomly appeared, and since Valentine's Day is here, I might as well post it! Sorry if they're a little out of character and if there are any mistakes in spelling, grammer, or whatever. I didn't read this over, so there's likely some typos!

CAMERON MORGAN AND REBECCA BAXTER MISSON FILE

COVER: JULIA WATERS. 17. LONG BLACK HAIR. BLUE EYES. AMERICAN. WEALTHY HEIRESS INVITED TO ATTEND BLUE MOON GALA

COVER: AMBER CONNAWAY. 17. SHORT BROWN HAIR. GREEN EYES. BRITISH. DEBUTANTE INVITED TO ATTEND BLUE MOON GALA

MISSION: POSE AS J. WATERS AND A. CONNAWAY AND ATTEND BLUE MOON GALA. AGENT 0771 WILL BE THERE TO HAND

OFF AN ENCRYPTED DISK. BE THERE TO RECIEVE IT AT 24:00 HRS (MIDNIGHT) OUTSIDE IN THE HOTEL COURTYARD.

I reread our file for the millionth time while we drove to the hotel in our limo. I checked the mirror again to make sure my wig and contacts were in place and looked over my outfit. I had a floor length sapphire dress matched with diamond jewelry and silver stilettos. Bex had on a creamy white dress paired with emerald jewelry and white peep toe heels.

"Are our comms units working?" I asked.

"Yep."

"Do we have our panic buttons?"

"Yes, Cammie."

"What about-"

"Stop worrying," Bex told me.

"I'm not worrying, it's just... This is our first real mission, Bex. I want it to go well."

"It'll be easy, Cam. We have fun for the next few hours, retrieve a disk, then drop it off back at the agency. Easy," Bex assured me.

~.~.~.~

"Are you ready?" Bex asked once we reached the hotel, but I barely registered it. I was staring at the packed ballroom, wondering how I'm going to survive until midnight. It was only 10:00pm. I nodded numbly and let her drag me through the doors.

The first hour wasn't that bad. We danced around a bit, talking with other people. The Blue Moon Gala was in celebration of some company, so most people were older wealthy business folk, which made it hard to keep a conversation going.

"Let's get something to drink," I suggested. The snack table had a wide selection of appetizers and desserts, but the only drink options were wine and mineral water. I opted for the water, Bex took a glass of wine. As we were walking away from the table, someone ran into us.

"I'm so... Hi," the guy stopped apologizing once he saw Bex. He looked about our age, tall, with dirty blonde hair and a muscular build. Bex smiled and started talking to him. He eventually introduced himself as Grant, she as Amber, and soon they were flirting and it was like I wasn't even there. Grant and Bex ended up wandering off, leaving me alone at the snack bar.

"Just great," I mumbled as I leaned against the wall that was behind the snack table. I took a sip of my glass and looked around the room. Near the entrance was an antique grandfather clock, with a gold piece swaying back and forth with every tick. Tick tock tick tock... Half an hour until midnight. I poured myself another glass of water and returned to my spot against the wall. Wait, let me rephrase that: I was going to go back to the wall, but someone else took my spot. And he was looking right at me.

"Hey," he said when I walked past him.

"Hey," I replied without looking at him, feeling a blush spreading across my face. I walked away from the incredibly handsome stranger, not expecting him to follow me. But he did. I turned at looked at him. His eyes were mesmerizing, a deep emerald color. "Why are you following me?" I blurted out.

He seemed taken aback at my directness, but he just smirked. I became annoyed. "What?"

He shrugged. "You're adorable when you're confused." I smiled and looked down at the floor, and I tucked a dirty blonde strand of hair behind my ear. Then it hit me: my hair isn't blonde at the moment; I was undercover. I'm not me, I'm Julia Waters. He doesn't think the real me is adorable, he thinks a girl with raven hair and water blue eyes is. My smile faded.

"Thanks," I mumbled and walked away from him again. I didn't see him for about another ten minutes, when he found me again.

"Why'd you leave me?" he asked. "Usually when I compliment a beautiful girl, they stick around for a while."

I didn't answer his question. "Why are you following me?" I asked again, mimicking his tone. "Usually when I walk away from someone, I kind of have a purpose."

He smirked again. That smirk. "Beautiful with a sense of humor. The best kind of girl."

"I wasn't trying to be funny," I answered, trying hard to ignore the compliment. He just shrugged indifferently. "Well, if you're going to keep following me, can you at least tell me your name?"

He paused, as if he was unsure to reveal who he was to some stranger. "Zach Goode." He told me finally. "And you?"

I was about to say Cammie, but I quickly corrected myself. "Julia Waters."

"Julia. Julia..." Zach said, trying it out. "I like it." The song changed to a slow, romantic melody. Zach looked at me and held his hand out. "Care to dance, Miss Waters?" I hesitated, but decided to take it. I might as well have some fun undercover until we needed to be in the courtyard. Zach smiled a real smile that lit up his whole face and pulled me towards him at the dance floor. The world slipped away as we moved to the music, moving as one, like we've known each other forever.

The song faded and ended, yet Zach's arms remained around me and my head rested against him. We stood there awhile, relishing the moment. I couldn't seem to stop smiling, and Zach couldn't either.

I led him over to the snack table to find something to eat. My eyes immediately landed on the nearly empty bowl of peanut M&M's, but so did Zach's.

"Hey!" I exclaimed. He just grabbed the last handful of M&M's and was pouring them all in his mouth. Zach stopped when he heard my outburst.

"What?" His voice was muffled from the M&M's.

"I was going to eat those!" I yelled.

"Oh." Zach opened his hand and offered his remaining peanut M&M's. "Here. Sorry, I ate most of them already." They were a big, melted, rainbowy mess in his hand, but I gladly ate them anyways.

"So, besides the obvious M&M's obsession, what else is there to know about you?"

Let's see... There wasn't much information in the file on my cover's personality besides being rich. What could I say? "I have a... cat. Named Suzie. She's a ragdoll cat and...Yep. Suzie. My cat."

That was the best I could come up with? I'm a trained SPY, and I can't make up a simple lie right now? Something is wrong with me.

He hid his confusion and uncomfortable-ness well, better than I thought was possible for normal, non-spy people. But not well enough for me not to sense it. "Okay, then. Where do you go to school?"

"I go to a private boarding school," I answered smoothly this time. "Why aren't you telling me anything about yourself? Where do you go to school?"

A shadow passed his face and his expression became grave. "Trust me, you don't want to know."

"Oh. Well, can you tell me about your family?" Zach stiffened again, and it was made obvious it wasn't something to openly discuss. He relaxed himself again and changed the subject.

"There's one thing I can tell you, but you're going to think I'm crazy."

"I already think you're crazy," I teased, "Just tell me."

Zach smiled. "I'm already falling for someone I just met half an hour ago. Crazy, right?" Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around me, and the world turned upside-down. Right then and there, Zach Goode dipped me and kissed me. Time froze, and I melted in his arms and in the kiss.

DING... DING... DING... The grandfather clock rang and echoed throughout the room, signaling that midnight was almost here. MIDNIGHT! I remembered the mission and pulled away quickly, falling rather ungracefully on my butt.

"Are you okay?" Zach asked, holding his hand out to help me up. I inched away and stumbled to my feet.

"What's wrong, Julia? Do you have a curfew or something?" He asked with a smirk. I had no time to respond, so I bolted away from him. I could hear him running after me, shouting a name that didn't belong to me, chasing a body that didn't belong to me. It was never me. None of it.

"Stupid," I muttered to myself again and again as I ran away. Tears pricked the edges of my eyes. I can't believe I let myself get so close to him! I let him KISS me! There's no point in getting attached to him. I was undercover the whole time, and there's no chance I'll see him again. I ran outside the ballroom to Bex, who was already there. I didn't stop running until we were both in the elevator.

"Why are you rushing? We have a good ten minutes to midnight," Bex said. I didn't answer, because Zach burst through the ballroom doors and spotted us in the elevator. He walked towards us quickly, but not quickly enough. I sighed in relief and sat down against the wall when the doors closed before he could reach us.

"Cam... What was that about?" Bex asked. I just watched the floor numbers change. 5...4...3...2... Then it stopped.

"Bex. I think you pressed the wrong button. The courtyard is on B1." I looked at her and saw that she just pressed the emergency stop button.

"We're not going anywhere until you explain who that guy was and why he was chasing after you."

"We're going to be late."

Bex checked her watch. "We have 8 minutes and 32 seconds. Go." I ended up spilling out every detail, from the dance to the M&M's to the kiss, all within two minutes.

"Awww! It's like a fairytale!"

I scoffed. "Yeah, but this time I'm never going to see my 'prince' again, and we're spies. Spies don't get happy endings. Besides, he doesn't even know the real me."

She gave me a sympathetic look and pressed B1, the elevator coming alive again. "Don't be negative, Cam. You'll get your fairytale ending."

"Whatever. Let's just finish this mission and get it done." This floor was silent. There were a few hotel rooms, but there wasn't anyone here which made this mission easier. We navigated the hallways out to the courtyard and waited. It was exactly midnight. A few seconds later, a dark figure emerged from the shadows and walked towards us. I felt happy to know that the mission was almost over. But my body froze solid when the figure stepped into the moonlight, and I could recognize his features. Those same green eyes were staring back at me once again.

"ZACH?! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

He just shrugged. "I'm waiting for someone. Why are you here?"

"As a matter of fact, I'm waiting for someone too."

"Wait..." Bex started. "Agent 0771?"

This was the first time I've seen Zach caught off guard. But I have only known him for half an hour."Yeah, that's me. Are you guys the ones here to get the disk?"

Bex nodded. I was still in shock, but I had enough sense in me to understand everything. "That's why you've been hanging out with me all night, isn't it? You knew I was the other spy, and you wanted to get close to me to make it easier for yourself. And you weren't running to me on the elevator. You were running to the elevator because you needed to get to the courtyard too." Despite everything, I laughed. "I can't believe I thought you actually liked me."

In the short 30 minutes I knew him, I've seen him in many different expressions, but now, he looked hurt. Mad. Furious. "You seriously think I was spending time with you just to use you to my advantage? Just to pretend to like you to make this mission easier? You think I'm that selfish and shallow?" I was scared, but I didn't let it show, so instead I shrugged.

"Well, you're wrong. I had no idea who I was going to meet here at midnight. To be honest, I was sort of expected a guy. But, I am so much happier that it was you." He smiled at me briefly before continuing on. "From the moment I saw you, I felt that something was different about you. The way you were alert to everything that was going on, how you moved swiftly and blended in through the crowd. That's why I spent time with you. Not because you were beautiful, but you are of course, or to use you. It was because I felt that there was something special about you, about us, and I had a feeling that meeting you was fate. I don't care how stupid and cheesy I sound right now. Everything that happened tonight was real, and I'm not going to be afraid to admit that, Julia."

I was speechless. Luckily, Bex was there to fill the silence.

"As much as I would like to watch you guys work things out, Cammie, we really need to get this mission done," Bex said.

"Wait, Cammie? Your name is Cammie?" Zach asked.

"Oh, right. About that..." I began. I took off my wig and contacts, letting my cover fall to the real me. "Julia's just my cover. This is the real me, Cammie Morgan. I'm not some gorgeous heiress, just some average looking spy."

Zach took a few steps and walked over to me. "Cammie Morgan, you are insane." Let me say that I was totally not expecting that response. First he goes on about me being special, then he calls me insane? Talk about mixed messages.

"You are insane for thinking you're 'some average spy.' You look even prettier with dishwater blonde hair, and being a spy instantly makes you a thousand times more attractive. So if anything, I'll fallen for you even more in the past 5 minutes." Zach kissed me again, and this time I didn't pull away. There were no covers, no hiding, just us.

And Bex, who cleared her throat loudly. "This is romantic, Zach and Cammie. But it's twenty minutes past midnight. We have until morning to hand in the disk, so our mission is safe, but the agency sent a limo for us ten minutes ago, and now we don't have a ride."

I shrugged. "We'll walk. The apartment we're staying at is only a few blocks away." Bex pointed at our heels and raised her eyebrows. "Then we'll take the bus?" I suggested.

"What bus is still going after midnight?" Bex pointed out.

"Huh. Then I don't know."

Zach told use that he had a car, and he agreed to drop us off.

~.~.~.~

"So I guess this is goodbye." We were standing in front of our apartment and Bex already went inside.

"Hey, we'll see each other eventually," Zach said. "What school do you really go to? Maybe I'll drop by."

Should I trust him? He's still a stranger. But something about him made me trust him. "I go to Gallagher Academy."

"Where is that?" he asked.

I smiled. "You're a spy, why don't you figure it out?"

He smiled back and replied, "I will." Zach hugged me tight and I didn't want to let him go. He waved before driving away, and I was left standing under the moonlight. I sighed happily and went inside.

As I hung up my jacket, a small piece of paper fell out.

Until next time, Gallagher Girl. See you soon." -Z

This was supposed to be short one shot, but this turned out to be a lot longer than I intended. I hope you liked it! Have a great February 14th! If you're spending Valentine's Day as an awesome single person like myself, I hope this fanfic brightened today up!

I might continue this with another chapter. Should I make this longer? Let me know in a review please! A certain green-eyed smirking spy will show up at your front door if you review! :)