Authors note: Hey guys this is my version of Gallagher Girl 5 and takes off a month after Cammie has been on the run! This is my first fan fic so i appreciate any comments and criticism you may have for me! Hope you enjoy!
Writing a cove ops report is one of the most tedious things to do when you're on a mission. It takes time and memory, not to mention few people will read it because for cove ops reports like this only people with level 5 clearance or higher will even be able to open the front cover. The Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women is safe, the world is not. I left the safest place on earth and have been on the run for over a month now, and am currently hiding out in Delaware. Because well, lets face it, what a better place to hide than the state that everyone forgets, but actually has one of the best, most secretive spy facilities in the world (So secretive even I hadn't been able to locate it, although I had been quite busy hiding from the Circle while simultaneously trying shut them down). I have not heard from any of my friends (not even Zach, which was beginning to scare me), which upset me a lot; had they realized I was missing? On the bright side though the Circe has not contacted me either, which also scared me a lot, were they planning something bigger than any of us could imagine?
When I set out on my voyage of discovery a month ago, I was searching for answers to my burning questions. What happened to my father? And why did the circle want me? Still a month in I was no further to answering these questions. You may be wondering, how am I hiding from the Circle (and my friends) so easily? The answer is simple, every good spy knows when you go on a mission you need a new cover. So I was no longer Cameron Ann Morgan the Chameleon, I was Jane Plane; (yes I am aware of how cliché my name is but it was last minute and quite easy to find a fake i.d for). I had dyed my hair bleach blonde, and set it into a plain asymmetrical bob. I was wearing blue contacts, and had sprayed myself with a tan to give my self a summer look. My clothing had been updated to the latest brands, because when you're currently living in Rehoboth Beach, everyone seems to have the most current clothing articles. I didn't look anything like myself nor did I act like it. I was constantly acting like I had somewhere more important to go and someone better to talk to. Considering that I was at the east coast beach destination capitol of the United States for the summer my cover story was also pretty simple: I was on vacation with my parents, but due to my increasing responsibility I had been allowed to stay in my own hotel room. We were from Nebraska, and I was about to be a senior in high school. I hated cats (because lets face it, saying I did like cats had gotten me in enough trouble before) and I loved surfing, (which is true I do a lot! I just don't like it when you're forced to do surveillance on said surf board). So in short, I was NOT Cameron Ann Morgan the Chameleon. During my trip I had come to realize many things.
List of pros and cons about going on a voyage of self discovery
A list by Cameron Morgan
Pro: you don't have to deal with your mother (or best friends) tracking your every move
Con: you can't help but shake the feeling that someone is watching your every move
Pro: while chef's food is amazing, sometimes its nice to broaden your range of flavors
Con: broadening said flavors can also lead to increasing your pant size
Pro: When choosing to hide in the summer beach vacation capitol of the east coast there are a lot of hot shirtless guys running around
Con: the only hot guy you can think about is your somewhat, unofficial boyfriend
Pro: with all of the beach security (and six cia agents) surrounding you, you feel a little bit safe
Con: you can't help that forget that because you are a spy, you are never safe
I was walking down the boardwalk, the smell of salt water, fries, pizza and ice cream fled into my nose making my mouth water (it had been a while since I had eaten) so I walked over to the nearest Thrashers, and bought some fries. I then headed over to a near by bench to begin my daily surveillance. Because even though I was on a personal mission, doing ordinary surveillance practice could not hurt my Cove Ops grade. To my right there were a bunch of middle school age girls texting on their cell phones, in front of me in the water were some teenage boys trying to learn how to surf (and failing quite miserably), to my left was a seven year old trying to fly a kite and behind me was a man who looked incredibly creepy approaching me. I could not have believed I didn't check my back first. It was then that I realized I had seen this man before. He was wearing a cliché tourist t- shirt, and khaki shorts, his white hair was poking around everywhere and he had huge bushy eye brows. I expected this man to approach me but he just walked to the back of my bench and set a note gently down and walked away, I turned to grab the note and look for this all too familiar man when I realized he had disappeared although I was not that shocked.