Okay everyone, I have recently adopted crazierthanever's Little Love, Little Trouble. I really don't want anyone thinking I stole her idea. I'm just helping her by keeping the story going, since she can't keep it going. I sorry if your upset that she isn't going to do the story, but she will help me with ideas I get stuck on. I hope you enjoy mine AND crazierthanever's story.
Me: Who wants to say it?
Cammie: Not me, I'm a pavement artist
Me: Bex, Macey, Liz?
Bex: No, I have to go beat up Grant for saying something stupid...Again!
Macey: Nah, I'm picking out the outfits for this chapter!
Liz: Sorry, I have to upgrade Gallagher's firewall and crack the code for MI6's database. I have one firewall left!
Me: Grant?
Grant: Didn't you hear-Bex is trying to kill me! Noooooo!
Zach: I'm hurt, did you not want me to say it?
Me: Oh, I forgot about you! Will you say it?
Zach: Forgot about me! How could you-that's why you put me in the end of the stor?! You really don't like me do you?
Me: Yeah, I don't like you! That's why I'm doing a love story between YOU and Cammie!
Zach: A love story between me and Gallagher Girl? You're forgiven. *Turns to readers* Isabella1452 doesn't own the Gallagher Girls, Blackthorne boys, and- basically Ally Carter owns all of them! Oh, and the plot on pages one and two.
Me: Thank you! Now was that so hard? Onto the story!
Cammie's POV
"Cammie! Dinner time!" My mother yells.
"One minute." I shout back. I finish writing in my diary and head downstairs. I wash my heads, and help my mom bring food to the dining table. As I sit down, I notice something unusual. There's three plates instead of two.
"Mom? Is Grandma coming for dinner again?" I ask curiously.
"No. Joe is." She responds without missing a beat. Perks of being a spy, I guess.
"Joe as in Joe Solomon?" I ask, once again, curious. She nods, keeping her expression blank. Why is Joe coming for dinner? Does he have something to say?
"Why is he coming?" I prod further, trying to get information out of her.
"I don't know. He said he has some exciting news to tell us tonight." My mom states, looking me straight in the eye, so I know she isn't lying. I open my mouth to continue interrogating her, but the doorbell rings.
"Why don't you ask him?" My mom smirks. I grin at her, before getting up to answer the doorbell.
"Come in Mr. Solomon." I say calmly, as if the thought of my teacher eating dinner at my house didn't bother me.
"Thank you, Cammie." He replies smoothly, and heads over to the dining room and taking his seat. I follow him quietly and slip into my seat not saying anything. We all sit in silence, each of us eating quietly before Mr. Solomon decides to break the silence.
"Tell me Cammie," he starts, "How many cars were parked in your street when I entered your house, and what is unusual about my attire? What color is the car in your driveway, and what is it's license plate number?"
"There were 4 cars parked and you only tucked in half of your shirt, and your belt doesn't go through all the hoops. You have worn your tie backwards, and the car in my driveway was black. As for it's license plate number: NJS745" I state automatically, not missing a single beat.
He nods in approval, a small smile tugging his lips. "Very good. You'll make a fine Gallagher Girl." I scrunch my eyebrows up in confusion, "What? I'm not a Gallagher Girl, I'm a Avril girl."
"Not anymore. The Gallagher institute has offered you a full 3 year scholarship. From this Monday, you'll go to the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women."
"Gallagher wants me?" I ask, shocked and proud that such a high ranked school wants me, just an average spy.
"Why wouldn't they want you? You are one of the best pavement artists there are, and you are an amazing spy. You should be, you are the daughter of Rachel and Matthew Morgan." Mr. Solomon praises me. I blush, I'm not used to people complimenting me. Usually, I'm hidden. I blend into the background. I'm an average girl, not to fat, or thin, or tall, or short. I'm not breathtakingly beautiful, or heart stopping ugly. I'm just an average girl, who lives a not so normal life.
"Mom? Did you know about this?" I ask, trying to get the focus off me.
"Yeah, I found out this morning. I'm so proud of you, honey." She says, beaming with pride, her eyes shining.
"Wait, you're letting me go?" I ask, dumbfounded. My mom never lets me go anywhere without her. She's too overprotective of me. Ever since my dad's been MIA, she insists that other terrorist organizations are after me. I don't blame her though, being a spy is dangerous, and I don't mind being protected, since I have been in many near to death experiences.
"Why wouldn't I? Besides, Joe-I mean- Mr. Solomon is transferring there as the new cove-ops teacher, and next year, I'll transfer there too. Just as the headmistress though. The current headmistress is retiring next year, I'm filling in for her." My mom reasons. Happy, that she's letting me go without a fight, I leap up and envelop her in a hug before thanking Mr. Solomon.
"I have to go pack- I'm leaving in 2 days!" I exclaim, before rushing out of the room and running upstairs.
Monday Afternoon (At Gallagher Academy)
I open the door to my new room as I pull my luggage behind me. I step inside the room and see 2 girls sitting on their beds. There were 4 beds, two on each side of the room and two dressers in between the two beds. There was a desk next to each bed and a walk in closet-that was already full of clothes. Next to the closet was a bathroom-a simple bathroom. It wasn't too big or grand like the room. I was shocked. I thought that the rooms would be small and cramped, but it was the complete opposite. The room is was open and spacious-it wasn't too fancy but it wasn't too plain. It suited me perfectly. I smile, relieved that I wasn't the only girl here and waved to my new roommates.
"I'm Rebecca Baxter-but call me Bex. If you don't then I will hurt you." The girl closest to me said. She was gorgeous. Bex was tall, muscular-but not too bulky- and had the perfect curves that every girl yearned for.
"I'm Cameron, but call me Cammie or else." I introduce myself sending both the girls a glare. I hated being called Cameron, it made me sound like a stuck-up, rich kid. I mean I am rich, but I'm not a snob.
"Will do." Bex replies. I grin and turn towards the quiet girl. She was petite and slender, but pretty nonetheless. Are all the Gallagher Girls pretty? I wonder. I raise my eyebrows at her and send her the and you are? look.
"I'm Elizabeth Sutton, but please call me Liz." She mumbles. I smile at her shyness and grab all my luggage and dump it on the furthest bed from the door. It was across from Bex's. I begin unpacking and the room falls into a comfortable silence.
"So are you girls new?" I ask, genuinely interested to know whether my roommates were newbies or not. Both of them nod their heads and I smirk, "I know we will get along just fine." Bex begins laughing but it is cut off with a bell.
"That's the dinner bell. Let's go!" Liz says and jumps off the bed and scurries out of the room. Or at least she tries to. She trips over her own feet and falls face first. I stifle a laughter and help her up.
"Aren't you a spy? How are you clumsy?" I ask between my giggles.
"I'm a tech. I don't go out in the fields, I work behind scenes. My code name's Bookworm." I nod, smiling down at the petite genius, who is my roommate.
"I call Liz for homework!" I yell, making sure that everyone knows that Liz is my homework buddy. I glance at Bex and wait for her to tell me about herself.
"Fine. I work in the field, and I'm incredibly strong and fast. I am an excellent fighter and spy. First non-American girl to be part of Gallagher Academy. Code name's Duchess." She explains. I grin, happy that I know one person who will be in the field with me.
"Thanks, now let's go." I exclaim, and st
Aren't you a spy? How are you clumsy?" I ask between my giggles.
"I'm a tech. I don't go out in the fields, I work behind scenes. My code name's Bookworm." I nod, smiling down at the petite genius, who is my roommate.
"I call Liz for homework!" I yell, making sure that everyone knows that Liz is my homework buddy. I glance at Bex and wait for her to tell me about herself.
"Fine. I work in the field, and I'm incredibly strong and fast. I am an excellent fighter and spy. First non-American girl to be part of Gallagher Academy. Code name's Duchess." She explains. I grin, happy that I know one person who will be in the field with me.
"Thanks, now let's go." I exclaim, and start to walk towards the Grand Hall. I continue walking until I realize that they are not following (which didn't take long). I turn around and send them a questioning glance. "Aren't you coming?"
"Not until you tell us your story." Liz states.
I sigh, "Mine isn't interesting. I don't even know why Gallagher wanted me. Probably because I'm a Morgan, but other than that, I don't know."
"You're a Morgan?" Bex interjects, shocked that she knows the daughter of the two legendary spies.
"Yeah. Cammie Morgan. I also work in the field, I'm an excellent fighter and spy-like Bex. Except I'm not known for my strength or fights."
"Then what are you known for?" Bex asks, curious.
"I'm a pavement artist. One of the best actually. But you might know me better as The Chameleon."
"Wait, you're the Chameleon? I thought that was a guy!" Liz exclaims and Bex just stood there dumbfounded.
"Last time I checked, I was a girl." I answer smoothly.
"That is so cool! My roommate is a legendary spy! Everyone knows about you, you are one of the greatest spies out there! That's why Gallagher wanted you-not because of your namesake. But because of your talent!" Bex gushes. I smile and sling my arms over the two girls and we make our way to the dining hall.
After filling our plates to the rim, the three of us make our way to an empty table. We eat in silence, filling our stomachs with delicious food.
"Can I have your attention please?" A loud, familiar voice echoes throughout the hall. I look up in shock to see none other than Rachel Morgan, herself standing center stage, holding the microphone.
"Mom?" I ask in disbelief.
"Mom?!" Bex and Liz exclaim confused.
"Yes! That is my mom up there, but I didn't know she's going to be here this year." I explain, before turning back to my mom.
"I know that no one but one person-student-knows who I am. I am Rachel Morgan, the new headmistress of Gallagher Academy. The previous headmistress retired a year earlier than expected, but I was ready to accept to role nonetheless. This year, we have many new students-27 to be exact- in the sophomore year. I would make them all come up here and tell a bit about themselves, but I'll leave that up to you and Mr. Solomon to figure that out. Now I know that you all are hungry- as am I-so let's have a wonderful year and may you-" My mom's speech was cut short because right then and there, the grand doors to the hall burst open, and in walked a gorgeous girl. She had thick, straight, shiny, black hair and piercing blue eyes. She was tall and slim-a perfect Vogue cover girl. She confidently strode over to our table and sat down next to Liz.
"Sorry I'm late! Traffic's a b-pain." She calls out to my mother.
"Nice of you to join us, Ms. McHenry. Now as I was saying, let's have a wonderful year, and may you enjoy your year as a Gallagher Girl." My mom concludes her introduction ceremony and heads off stage, right before she leaves the dining hall, she turns to look at me and tilts her head as if to say meet me before you go to sleep. I nod my head in understanding and flash her smile, which she returns right before she exits the hall.
"Macey Mchenry. You guys?" The new girl asks.
"Bex." Bex answers flatly.
"I'm Liz." Liz offers meekly, obviously a little scared of Macey and her boldness.
"Cameron Morgan. But call me Cammie if you want to live." I reply, still in shock with my mother's unexpected appearance. For the rest of the dinner we all talked about random things, nobody mentioned the word spy or anything that is related to it. Once dinner was over, I silently slipped away from the girls and made my way over to the Headmistress's office.
"Mom? Can I come in?" I ask as I knock on the door.
"Yeah," She replies. I hesitantly open the door and see my mom sitting down sorting some papers.
"When did this happen?" I demand, jumping straight to the point.
"5 hours, 47 minutes, and 41 seconds ago." She responds smoothly.
"So you didn't know about this on Friday?"
"No! Right after I dropped you off at the airport, I got a call saying that the headmistress retired unexpectedly and if I was still interested. I figured I could be with you and have an amazing job, so I hopped on the next plane to Gallagher." She gave me the whole story and looked me in the eye as she told it. As a spy-a good spy- I knew that she wasn't lying. I nodded and was about to leave when she asked me, "Tomorrow, it's Sunday. Still mother-daughter dinner?
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world." I answered honestly before leaving the office. I silently make my way back to my room and see Bex, Macey, and Liz chatting-each sitting on their own beds.
"I see Macey took the last bed." I announce casually as I make my way over to my own bed. I was going to finish unpacking but saw that my suitcases were empty. Confused I glance at the wardrobe and saw that my clothes were already hung up. I raise my eyebrows and wait for an explanation.
"We took the liberty of unpacking your clothes." Macey declares.
"Thanks! I hate unpacking." I claim, before dropping onto my bed.
"Where did you go? I didn't notice you slipping away from us, until we reached our dorm-and I am a very good spy!" Bex bursts out, not able to hold it in anymore.
"There is a reason that I am the Chameleon. When I don't want to be seen, I am not seen." I respond quietly, daring anyone to contradict me.
"Come on, there has got to be someone who has caught you before. At least one!" Macey exclaims.
"Well there is one person who has caught me, just one. He's the only person who has ever caught me…" I began but Macey cut me off.
"Ohhh, a boy! How old was he? Was he cute?" She squealed.
"He's around my age, maybe a year older, and he wasn't cute. He was hot!" I answered absentmindedly, "Now can I continue the story, it's quite long if you want the full details."
"Sorry, yeah continue-we got time. Right girls?" Macey asked, and Bex and Liz nodded. I sighed and started telling them the story where one boy caught me.
"Avril Girls, today will be your last mission of the semester. I will give you folders once you get to the destination." Mr. Solomon's voice echoed throughout the silent classroom. All the girls, quietly left the classroom and we made our way to the front to of the school, where one large van was parked. All 16 of us got into the van, and Mr. Solomon entered last. We left the campus quietly, only some of the girls whispering quietly. The trip was silent, except for the occasional tests that Mr. Solomon would give us randomly. 3 hours and 27 minutes later, we reached the destination.
"Ladies, you have been given a simple task. It might not be easy, but it is relatively simple. There are a group of spies here that are going to tail you. You have to lose them-you have an hour. Don't disappoint me, girls. Meet me at the town square fountain-with no tail." Mr. Solomon instructed. We nodded our heads and got out of the van quietly. I look up in surprise, we were in Roseville. The home of the Gallagher Academy. I look at Samantha and she too had the same look on my face, surprise.
"Are our tails really Gallagher Girls?" She asked in disbelief. I shrugged my shoulders in response, and started walking towards the central mall.
"Keep up Sam!" I yelled at her. I continued walking and soon I heard the quiet footsteps of Samantha Rose, which told me that she was catching up to me.
"Let's go to Macy's. I hear they have a new sale!" I squeal loudly, taking the cover of a loud, annoying, girl. For the next 25 minutes, Samantha and I go in and out of shops, put on and take off jackets, and act like annoying brats.
"Samantha, let's split up. We both can meet up at the fountain." I suggest and Samantha agrees. She enters a random store-Claire's- and I continue walking. I stop by Starbucks and order a mocha cookie crumblebefore continuing my mission. I slurp on my heavenly drink and make random turns trying to dodge my invisible tail. 20 minutes later, I only had 7 minutes left of my mission time. I realized that the time it will take me to reach the fountain is 6 minutes. I turn around immediately and make way for the town square fountain. On the way there, I pass the food court and my stomach grumbles loudly. It was past lunch time and I had no breakfast. The only thing in my stomach was the Starbucks drink. I shake my head, and continue walking straight when laughter stops me. I gradually slow down and listen to the laughter. It was definitely a guy's laugh-rich, deep, velvety. His laughter alone made my heart race and my skin tingle. I picked up my speed and continued on towards the fountain.
"Hey! Black jacket girl!" A voice-his voice-called out. I subtly looked down at my shirt and noticed that I was wearing a black jacket. Shaking my head, I kept on walking until-
"The girl that shook her head! Wait!" He shouted again. I stopped as soon as he said this and turned around.
"You dropped this." He said, thrusting out a gray sweater. I took this time to look over him-he was tall, around 6 feet and had dark brown hair. He had piercing green eyes, that seemed to bore into my soul.
"What month is it?" I ask, smirking.
"August. Why?" He answered automatically, not missing a beat.
"Is it hot outside?" I ask once again.
"Yes." He answers, now unsure of where the conversation is going.
"Then why would I be wearing a sweater? On top of a black, leather jacket?" I ask, curious.
"Guess I really didn't think this through." He says, running his hands through his hair, "I know this isn't yours. I just needed a legitimate excuse to talk to a pretty girl-you."
I blush involuntarily, "Sweet, but I'm not interested." I snap, turning back around and walking towards the fountain.
"That's not what your cheeks say," He sings following me.
"Seriously, the thought was sweet, but I'm not interested." I retort, irritated. We continue walking in silence and I try to get rid of him in subtle ways. First, I took off my jacket and flipped my hair to the side and joined a group of girls who had blonde hair. I giggle and "mingle" with them. As I reached the fountain, I left the group and casually walked over to the fountain.
"Your four seconds late." Mr. Solomon's voice echoed, throughout the quiet area.
"But I'm alone." I countered.
"No-you're not. Good job Zach." He retorted. I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion when a laugh makes me groan.
"Hello Avril girl." He smirks.
"Hey Blackthorne boy." I quip. Mr. Solomon blinks in surprise and Zach's mouth dropped open.
"How did you know? No one knows about us! How-" Zach sputters but I cut him off.
"Spy," I say and point to myself, "Plus, if it makes a difference-I'm Cammie Morgan."
I tell the whole entire story, not stopping for anything.
"My question is: How did you know he was Blackthorne?" Liz asked.
"I had snuck into the headmistress's office for something a couple days before the mission and I found some files." I replied drily, before turning to Bex.
"Have you seen Zach ever since then?"
"No-Macey?" I ask, wanting to get this Q&A session over with.
"All those questions are good but the most important: Do you have feelings for him?"
"NO! I've only known him for 9 minutes, and 7 of those minutes I wanted to get rid of him, and the rest of the time, I wanted to kill him. Now good night." I answer honestly before I close my eyes and fall asleep.
The Next Day
"What's for breakfast?" Macey asks me as we make our way down the buffet line.
"There are donuts, croissants, muffins, waffles, French toast, cereal, eggs, and regular toast." I recite automatically. We both grin and fill our plates up to the rim. 17 minutes (and 43 seconds) later Liz, Bex, Macey, and I were done with our breakfast and talking about our schedule for the day.
"Attention please," My mom's voice rings throughout the hall. Every girl turns their head to the stage and my mom begins the daily announcements for the beginning of the year.
"And finally, I have some exciting news to tell you. For the first time in Gallagher Academy- we are having some special guests. Welcome to Gallagher Academy, boys!" My mom announces and all of us are too shocked to welcome anyone. Boys? This is a girl school. What are boys doing here? Dumbfounded, I look at the 15 boys that are entering the hall. One by one, each of the boys get on stage and stand in a single line and wait for further instructions. I am so shocked that I don't look at the boys at all, instead I look at my mom and observe her expression. Before I could make any judgment, a raspy voice echoed throughout the hall.
"Sorry kids-I lost my voice. But I am Dr. Steve. I am the head of Blackthorne Academy and-" I tuned Dr. Steve out after I heard Blackthorne Academy. I was the only one that made the connection. Bex, Liz, or Macey didn't seem to digest what Dr. Steve was saying- all three of them were too busy staring at the boys. I scan each of the boys and I didn't know anyone. Thinking that Zach wasn't here, I calmed down, but by the time I reached the last boy, my heart stopped. The last boy was tall, had broad shoulders and dark, brown hair. He had piercing green eyes that bore into my soul. By this time, he had the microphone in his hand and it was his turn to introduce himself.
"Hey. My name is-
"Zach." Zach and I both say together at the same time.
"Zach?" My four roommates say, completely ignoring the rest of his speech. I nod, and was about to explain everything when someone sat down next to me.
"My friends and I found our tour guides." Zach says calmly, sitting down next to me.
"Zach-meet Bex, Macey, and Liz." I introduce him to my roommates.
"You forgot to introduce yourself." Bex pointed out.
I smiled and continued my introductions, "Girls- meet Zach. The only person-including the officials-who has ever caught The Chameleon." Realization dawned upon all my friends as I finished, "Me."
Belle: So who's saying it this time?
Zach: Not I! I said it last time.
Grant: I will, Bex isn't trying to kill me this time.
Belle: Go ahead.
Grant: Nikki and Belle doesn't own us, Ally Carter does. She only owns the plot-seriously people do you really think that she owns us? She's a high school GIRL! She is not capable of owning us.
Nikki: What is that supposed to mean?
Grant: Well, since you are a tennage girl-it is unlikely that you could own us-especially the guys.
Zach: Dude you better run!
Grant: Why man? I just said that girls can't do everything-oh and they're not as good as guys!
Zach: I get to write the Will!
Bex: I'm gonna kill you Newman!
Grant: Bex heard me! *runs away*
Belle: Sorry for the hold up, you heard the disclaimer-I don't own anyone but Samantha and Lucy and the plot. Now read on!
Zach's POV
I've been here for a day and I already like Gallagher better than Blackthorne. The girls here are fine-none are as beautiful as Cammie-and the food here is so much better. I walk towards my room alone when I hear an accent. Bex's accent. I follow her voice and see that it lead me to the girl's dorms.
"So Cammie, tell me: how do you feel about boys coming to the school? More specifically Zach?" Bex asks in a devilish tone.
"I don't know Bex. I don't know if I should be mad that he caught me or impressed that he caught me." Cammie admits. I grin, Gallagher Girl had mixed feelings for me. I hear a door open and close and realize that they had entered their room. I was about to turn around and go back to my room when another voice stopped me.
"What do you think Josh will think now? What will Cammie do?" Josh? Who is Josh and what does he have to do with Cammie? I tense up and the mention of Cammie having a boyfriend.
"What? Macey?" A tiny voice asked. I heard a loud thud and muffled voices.
"Do you think that Josh will mind that Cammie is now going to a coed school? Do you think he will feel insecure that his girlfriend is staying with a hottie?" Macey asked Liz.
"HMMM?" Liz mumbled. Cammie has a boyfriend? Great, she's off limits. Angrily, I stomped off towards my room, not wanting to listen to the rest of the conversation.
"What's wrong, mate?" Grant asked me when he saw my red face.
"Cammie has a guy." I muttered darkly.
"Who?" Grant asked confused.
"Some boy named Jimmy." I declare unhappily. We sat there in silence when finally Grant shouted.
"I got it! Make her jealous. Flirt with some other girl, and see what her reaction is!" Grant explained and I smiled.
"That might work."
Cammie's POV
"Wow, you look gorgeous today Tina." I hear someone compliment Tina. Tina? Not to be mean or anything, who would like Tina before they like Macey? Anxious to see this person, I turn the corner to see that it was Zach. It was Zach flirting with Tina. Zach had her against the wall, and Tina was running her hands up and down his arms. Shocked, I back away trying to go unnoticed but Tina glances my way and freezes. Zach notices her freeze and turns to look at me himself. Embarrassed that I caught them, I look down.
"Hey Gallagher Girl. Fancy seeing you here." He smirks.
"Well it is the girls hall." I retort.
"CAMMIE! Is that how you treat our guests?" Tina snaps.
"If you can be intimate with them, why can't you be mean to them?" I ask innocently. Tina's cheeks burn bright red and Zach looks amused.
"Someone jealous? I mean you have Jimmy right?" Zach asks mischievously.
"Jimmy?" I question confused. Who's Jimmy and why would I have him?
"Your boyfriend?" He prods. Tina realizes that the conversation has become more personal, and backs away-smart girl. There was only one guy that I had gone out with-Josh. But he was my ex. How did he know about him? Only Bex, Macey, and Liz know about him.
"You mean Josh?" I clarify.
"Yeah. Jimmy, Josh- same thing." Zach shrugs. Hearing Josh's name, makes my chest tighten and throat dry. I fight against the tears, but it was too late. They were already falling down my cheeks.
"Y-you BASTARD!" I scream before turning around and fleeing the hallway. Zach confused that I started to cry chases after me.
"Cammie! Wait, I didn't mean it!" I hear him yell behind me, but I don't stop. I keep on running until I stand in front of the secret passageway I found last night. Hastily, I knock on a specific wood three times and a door appears. I push open the door and run into the room not bothering to close it as it closes by itself in 10 seconds. I sit in a corner and cry. I cry because of all the pain. I cry for my dad, for Samantha, for Lucy, and most importantly-my heart. I cry because of Josh and now Zach.
"Cammie?" A soft voice asks me. I look up to see Zach standing there, worry clouding his eyes.
"I'm sorry, for whatever I did wrong-I'm sorry. I just thought you might be happy hearing your boyfriend's name. I didn't know it would cause you pain. I'm truly sorry Cammie." Zach apologizes.
"How do you know Josh?" I ask, once I get my voice back.
"I heard Macey talking about him to Liz and I got jealous. Trying to get over you, I used Tina as rebound. I know I shouldn't have done that, but it was the only thing that came to my mind." Zach answers honestly.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." I whisper," Just don't mention him around me yet. The wound is still fresh. And every time I hear his name-it's like ripping off the bandage all over again."
"Want to talk about it?" Zach asks, gently. I look at him in surprise. Zach is being nice, usually he's a cocky, confident, guy.
I nod my head. I need to get this all out. It's not good to hold onto the past, I have to let go and move on. Not forget-just move on.
"It's a long story. Sit down." I say. Zach plops down next to me and looks at me, "I've got time."
"For me to tell you about Josh, I need to tell you the whole story." I began.
"Me and my dad were always close. We used to go to the park together and feed the ducks or go to the movies. We used to go on normal father-daughter days and we used to have spy days. He taught me everything that I know in combat and weaponry. He taught me how to be a better pavement artist. I used to tell him everything. He knew me better than I knew myself. Inside and out. But that changed in sixth grade. He went on a mission and never came back. He was declared MIA 6 months later. Nobody has ever heard of him since then.
After he disappeared, I came apart. I didn't eat for days, and stayed in my room all the time. For weeks, I became depressed and anti-social. Then one day, Lucy came to my school. Instantly we both clicked and she brought me out of my depressed mood. I slowly started eating and socializing. After a couple of months, I was back to normal and by that time Samantha had joined our group. We three were the best of friends. We did everything together.
During our seventh grade year, things went downhill again. Lucy was kidnapped. The girl that brought me out of my depressed shell was gone. I would have gone back to the way I was when my dad went MIA if Samantha wasn't there. We both were each other's rocks. We made sure the other was eating, drinking, talking, and basically living. After a few months, Lucy's family received a letter from the CIA saying that Lucy was found dead. They said that the Circle of Cavern had killed her. Lucy's family was devastated and they eventually moved.
In the beginning of 8th grade, Samantha and I were back to normal again. I was socializing once more, but I had put a guard up. One day, when Samantha and I were in town, I met Josh. He was so sweet and I liked him. Every Saturday we met up at the town square and got to know each other. Within a month, we were friends and I actually liked him because he was normal. He had
Within a month, we were friends and I actually liked him because he was normal. He had no spy baggage and lived a normal life. He worried about failing a class, I worried about getting killed. He lived such a normal life and when I was with him I thought I was a normal girl too. I forgot about my dad being MIA and Lucy dying. By fall, Josh and I were dating and I couldn't have been happier. He was incredibly sweet and charming and remembered all the important dates. He treated me like royalty and I couldn't have been happier.
For our six month anniversary, we had decided to go on a picnic on this little hill that I knew about. We were supposed to meet up at 6:00 at town square and from there go to our picnic spot. I went to town a little early to buy him another present and surprise him. I went into Macy's and got him this perfume that he wanted and a video game that he was going to buy for his birthday. Once I was done shopping, I sat down in the Starbucks and waited for him like he does for me. I waited for him for about 30 minutes but he never showed up. It was 7:00 and he still never came. A little upset that he was late, I walked out of Starbucks and went and sat at the water fountain. After a couple of minutes I decided to walk to his house and see if everything was alright-because Josh was never late. When I rang his doorbell, Josh opened it and he looked really surprised and scared. He was half naked and just as I was about to ask him why he was late, another girl appears behind him saying that she found the condoms. She too was half naked and had crazy hair. I didn't need to be a spy to realize what was going on. I slapped him in the face and threw his gifts at him before running away. I was hurt, angry, upset, **, and numb. My first boyfriend-was about to have sex with another girl on our anniversary.
That's why I get upset whenever anyone mention Josh. My roommates only know that he was my ex-boyfriend. They don't know why I broke up with him or why I went out with him in the first place. Please don't tell anyone Zach. Please!" I tell Zach the whole story and beg him to keep this confidential. By now, I was sobbing and Zach was stroking my hair- comforting me.
"It'll be okay Cammie. I promise you-I will always protect you and no one will know about this from me." He swears, looking me in the eye. I give him a small smile and we both fall into a comfortable silence.
20 minutes later, I had run out of tears, and my eyes had turned back into a normal color.
"We should go to P&E, before they start looking for us." Zach whispers, breaking the silence. I nod my head, and stand up quietly. He grabs my arm and spins me around so we are face to face. He pulls me into a hug and we just stand there for a 1 minute and 23 seconds before he kisses me on my forehead and whispers, "I'll protect you. I won't tell you that I know how it feels but I will tell you that I'm sorry that you had to go through this. I would rather have a MIA father and a living mother than a dead father and a dead-to-me mother. I'll tell you my story later." Zach breathes out in my hair. I step out of his hug and we both walk side by side to P&E.
"Ahhh, Mr. Goode. You have made it just in time. You are fighting Ms. Baxter." Coach yells, and I whisper to Zach:
"Good luck. Just don't make her mad. Then you're dead meat."
He nods and strides over to the mat and stands on one end, right across from Bex. They both nod at each other and Coach recites the rules of the game. The fight ended before it could even start. As soon as Coach blew the whistle, Bex kicked Zach where the dun doesn't shine and punched him in the stomach. He fell down and Bex pinned him there for 5 seconds before punching him in the eye.
She stood up and kicked him in the ribs repeatedly until Coach yelled, "Enough. Bex clearly wins." Bex looked satisfied and walked over towards me.
"Are you alright? I heard Zach hurt you. What nerve that boy has. To act like he likes you and then flirts with Tina. That boy was lucky that Coach stopped him or I would have beaten the living daylights out of him." She ranted and I realized why Bex beat him up.
"Bex! Relax. It was a big misunderstanding. This isn't Zach's fault-it was Macey's." I whisper and tell her the whole story excluding the part of the secret passageway and my past. Once I was done, Bex looked sorry.
"That was a good fight." Zach says once he hobbles over to us.
"Zach-I'm sorry. I thought you were playing with Cammie's feelings. I didn't realize that you were innocent. But just know that if you really do break Cammie's heart and I will beat the bloody ** out of you. You will beg for mercy and wish that you were never born." Bex threatens him and Zach's eyes widen in fear.
"I would never break Cammie's heart intentionally." Zach says quietly. Bex nods in approval and walks away muttering something about cornering Macey.
"Don't hurt her!" I call out after Bex before turning to Zach, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'll live. She didn't hit me that hard. Just a couple of bruised ribs, and a sore eye." Zach shrugs.
"Come on-let's go to lunch." I say and grab Zach and we both head over to the dining hall. We both join everyone and start eating silently.
"I'm sorry Cammie. I just wanted to know if Zach really did like you. I didn't know he was going play the jealous card. I really am." Macey apologizes to me as soon as she sits down at our table.
"It's okay-I'm just a little upset that you use my ex-boyfriend as bait." I explain and smile at her. After finishing my lunch, I realize that Zach and I are the only ones done. Everyone else was still eating-slowly might I add.
"You guys eat slow!" I complain before resting my head onto Zach's shoulder. Instead of pushing me away, he wraps his arms around my shoulders. This should be awkward-but it isn't. We both broke down our walls today and we have an understanding. Zach knows about my past more than anyone else-except for Mr. Solomon and my mom. I trust him now and he trusts me. As spies, trust is a very difficult issue for us. I come out of my world to see that everyone at our table was looking at us.
"What?" I ask, "Do I have something on my face?"
"Are you two…" Macey trails off.
"Are we what?" Zach asks.
"You know…" Liz fills in.
"What?" I ask, not knowing what they were talking about.
"God-are you two dating? Bloody hell, was that hard?" Bex bursts.
Zach and I look at each other, and he winks at me, "Yeah we are. I asked her out after I apologized to her." All the girls squeal at our table and the guys whistle.
"How long do you think they'll believe it?" I whisper in Zach's ear.
"How long do you want to fool them?" Zach smirks.
"Let's see how far we can take it." I decide and Zach nods his head. We both share a secret glance and lay my head on his shoulder again. He kisses my hair and we both jump into the current conversation.
"It's true. There are seven ways to kill a person with a bobby pin." Bex argues.
"No way. You can't kill with a bobby pin." Gran disagrees.
"Would you like me to show you?" Bex growls and Grant quickly shakes his head. These were friends. My completely random, sometimes stupid, crazy friends.
"It's time to act like a couple Gallagher Girl," A voice whispers in my ears. Shivers ran down my spine and my cheeks blushed. I nod and Zach holds my hand. Time to put this "dating" thing into action. My first unofficial mission has started.