I own nothing, but you should still read and review! I had this idea floating around in my head for a little bit, and I decided that I wanted to write it, just to see how it would work and what your reactions are!
Cammie POV:
I sit lazily in my chair as Professor Grigori drones on and on about correct pronunciation when one is speaking in Russian. Generally, classes at spy school are supposed to be fun and interesting. But not Advanced Languages, and sure as hell not Professor Grigori. I can see Bex doodling a new diagram off the Wavinski Toss, and Liz writing hearts with Mrs. Jonas Harelson written in them (NOTE TO SELF- STEAL THIS NOTEBOOK AND USE AS BLACKMAIL). A piece of folded paper lands on my desk, and I don't even have to look at it to know it's Macey. I sigh and unfold it.
U gotta go, Cam, It says in Macey's curly handwriting,
i told u i wasnt gonna go, Mace, I write back.
Zachary Goode told u 2 meet him, so therefore, u sure as hell are going! She writes furiously.
Macey, why would i go? it's not like he cares about me or anything. he probably wants to ask me about Bex, I say.
Macey looks at Bex, who is now discreetly shredding her diagram ad feeding it to whatever she keeps in her purse (Step One To Having A Happy life With Rebecca Baxter: NEVER ask what lives in her purse). She shakes her head despairingly and turns back to me. Her eyes say it all: Are you kidding me? I sigh and glance at the clock. Two-Twenty Five. I'm supposed to ask to use the bathroom and meet Zach in exactly 5.754 minutes. A part of me wants to jump up now and run to him, but another part tells me to stay still, to not do anything,
Unfortunately, the side of me that wants to go has Macey McHenry with it, who apparently has the senses of a panther, because just as I decide that I'm not going to go, she raises her hand and says, "Professor? Cammie has to go to the bathroom."
I scowl at her, and she gives me a beautiful grin. Shaking my head, I get up and make my way to the roof.
When I get there, I see a familiar green-eyed boy waiting for me.
"You know, for a second, I thought you weren't gonna come," He says. "But then I thought, wait a minute, I've got the Goodes. Why wouldn't she come?"
"I almost didn't. You owe Macey everything," I mutter.
He grabs my chin and lifts it up, forcing me to look into his deep green beauties. "Why wouldn't you come, Cam?" he asks me.
"I don't know. I just… was apprehensive, I guess."
"What do you have to be apprehensive about, Morgan?" He says, pulling me closer.
"That you would try something," I say.
"Try something? Like?" He says, but there's no joking I his voice. I can't hear anything above my heart pounding, and I know I should be afraid. That I should push him away from me, should run back to class and give Macey McHenry some serious shit. But I don't do anything. Except kiss him back when he crushes his lips to mine. It quickly becomes something more, something with its own mind and will. It's like Zach and I aren't in control of our bodies anymore. My hand somehow ends up tangled in his hair, while his slowly creeps up the back of my shirt. His tongue somehow finds its way into my mouth, and…. wow. A slight cough echoes from behind me, and I pull away to see Macey McHenry standing in the doorway, her arms crossed and her eyes twinkling.
"Wow. I mean, I knew there was sexual tension between you guys since forever, but this was a little…more heated than I expected. " She grins.
"Macey, um, …" I start.
"No, no, no need to explain yourselves," She says, thoroughly enjoying our embarrassment. "I just wanted you to know that your mom wants to see us all in her office. "
Five minutes later, we all sit in the plush chairs that my mom keeps for when she has to entertain guests from the civilian world (because we have to keep our cover, of course,). Bex, Liz, Macey, Nick, Grant, and Jonas are all there, and by the way Bex is looking at me, I have a feeling Macey spilled about the kiss.
"Alright, operatives. We have a mission for you," my mother says. It's her curt, don't give me crap or I'll kick your ass which means that something's about to go down. She directs our attention to the huge painting behind her desk, which has just morphed into a 20-inch flat screen. A pale, beautiful girl's face comes on the screen. Her eyes are wide and blue, with flecks of gold in the middle, and her auburn hair tumbles down her back. I take a minute to memorize her facial structure, and then I wonder why she's important.
"This is Ariana Richardson. Six months ago, she disappeared, along with Jacob Griffinhild" His face appeared on the screen, blonde and blue eyed with dimples "And their daughter, Mia." A laughing, blue-eyed baby comes onto the screen, and I hear Liz sigh in pity. "Jacob and Ariana had just come from a meeting with the Director, when they were last seen. Mia was at her Long Island day care, and there are fifteen witnesses to both of them picking her up. But after that-"
"They all just vanished." I say sadly, finishing my mother's sentence.
"What was the Director talking to them about?" Jonas asks.
"We don't know. That Director was murdered a few weeks after Jacob, Ariana, and Mia were reported missing." My mother says. "But now, we have an idea. Jacob and Ariana were apart of the Cooper B. Operation." Bex's eyes bulge out of her head, and Grant's jaw hits the floor. The Cooper B. Operation was the top-secret elite team formed in order to infiltrate and destroy the Raminoa, the Puerto Rican missile group that the government has been secretly forming for years. It's Bex's dream to some day be apart of a similar team, and apparently, Grant felt the same way.
"Jacob and Ariana met, fell in love, and umm, conceived Mia during this operation. " Macey shoots Zach and I a laughing glance, which I try to ignore. "Because of their involvement, they would be very valuable if compromised. Therefore, we're sending in a team to find them and get them out. You are that team." She says. She opens a door underneath her desk and pulls out 6 files. Tossing one to each of us, she motions for us to open them. When I open mine, I see a cover.
Name: Ally Johansen.
Boyfriend: Noah Haylinson.
Description: Black hair, gold eyes
Friends: Jessica Richardson, Nate Haylinson, Noah Haylinson, Triana White, and Zane Michelson
Likes: pineapples, ginger, sushi, orange soda, movies... and so on and so forth. I skip down.
Dislikes: pink, shopping with Jessica, oranges...
There's much more in my legend, but after the boyfriend part, I stop reading. I've already seen Zach's legend name, and it's Noah Haylinson. Abso-freaking-loutley.
"We need a squad of capable teenagers to handle this," My mother continues. "Young people who can infiltrate the inner circles of the Richardsens, who will blend in with their crowd. All you'll be doing is gathering information, but never forget, three people's lives depend on your skills. You were hand selected for this job, and you will succeed." My mother says, and then she opens a door that previously seemed to not exist. Ushering us out, she leads us into a waiting jet that's on the roof. Bex and Grant push nest to each other, Liz and Jonas cuddle together, and Macey sits next to Nick so I'm forced to lay with Zach. I glare at her, but she simple smiles and pretends to be interested in her hands. Then her eyes light up and she says, " When we land, I'm taking all of you shopping!"
Oh, shit.
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