Gallagher Girl Story – Mission: Classified – Chapter 1
This is my first fanfic, so I would really appreciate it if you guys could give me some ideas. Thanks for reading and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher Girls or any of the characters. All I own is the story plot and possibly some made up characters later on in the story. Apart from that, Ally Carter owns everything!
Cammie POV
There was a creepy feeling about this place, I resisted the strong urge to just turn and head back towards the secret passage way that I had only just discovered. But my instincts told me that this place was somehow linked to my dad's mysterious disappearance. This was the last clue for me to find out what had happened to my dad, and I just couldn't bear to let such an opportunity slip through my hands again. So I told myself to be brave and let my instincts lead me, just as Mr. Solomon once said, "Spying isn't just about technique, you have to listen to your instincts as well."
Suddenly, I heard a loud scream and I turned around, only to find nothing. Okay, this was getting really scary now, and there were goose bumps all over me. A man appeared out of nowhere, he held my hand and told me, "Cammie, follow me." I looked up and tried to see the man's face, but his black hood covered his head, leaving his face in the dark shadow.
All of a sudden, the whole scenery changed and turned into a large circus. I heard circus music blasting through the loud speakers, it was the music that had been stuck in my head for the last few weeks, the only difference was that it was clearer, much clearer. The man holding my hand had transformed from wearing the black hood into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He was looking the other way, and then he turned back to me, smiling. The face was none other than my father's. He continued to lead me through the circus tent. We bumped into someone else, it was a lady. Her bag had fallen and my dad bent down to help her pick up her belongings. When he finally finished, the lady thanked him and briskly started to walk away. There was still a piece of napkin of the floor. He picked it up and handed it to her, there was a list of names on it. "I'm sorry ma'am, but you forgot this." he said to her. "No, that's trash." she told him. He took it back and folded it up, putting it in his pocket. I looked up to try to see what the woman looked like, but somehow her face was blurry. He turned to me. His eyes suddenly widen as though he had seen something that scared him. I looked around to try to find what he had seen. "CAMMIE!" he shouted. I turned my gaze back at him. His mouth was open but no sounds came out.
Instead, a different voice shouted, "Get up!" The voice sounded muffled and distant. Then the words sank in. Get up? It didn't make any sense at all. Suddenly, a bucket of cold water came pouring over me and I found myself drenched.