Mission: Impossible – Takeout in Moscow
A/N: Hey everyone! So this is my second Gallagher Girls fanfiction (my first one was The Wedding Week). I really hope you enjoy this one because this has a mix of a bunch Zammie and action spy adventure.
P.S. This has a bit of Mission Impossible and Covert Affairs in it
Prologue
"You ready to go back?" Bex Baxter asked her best friends as they strode into Gallagher Academy For Exceptional Young Women.
"Of course!" Liz Sutton replied with a little skip.
"I'm just looking forward to reconnecting with Zach, ya know? Last year was just..crazy," Cammie Morgan said, smiling at her two best friends.
Bex rolled her eyes. "That sounds really cheesy."
"I think it's romantic," Liz said, nudging Cammie as they approached their dorm room.
"Well, I'm gonna go find Zach. See ya."
Cammie walked down the halls, looking here and there for a sign of Zach. Balckthorne had decided to do another 'let's-get-to-know-each-other' program with Gallagher—except this time, it was with the students you didn't wish to be assassins in the future.
The two hadn't talked at all over the summer, except for a small postcard that Zach had sent her from New York, which Cammie didn't count. Even though it sounded weird and cheesy, Cammie really was looking forward to just see Zach again.
She looked everywhere for him, from the massive library to the empty classrooms. Cammie finally got to the cafeteria, which was full of students talking and laughing, telling each other stories of their summers. She slowly walked through the crowd, saying 'his' and 'hellos' to some familiar faces, when she stopped dead in her tracks.
In front of her was the guy she had been longing to see all summer, kissing another girl. Zach pulled away from the kiss and looked a little to the side and did a double take. "Cammie?"
Cammie gave him one look, telling—no, begging—herself not to let the tear fall down her cheeks. She suddenly broke into a run, leaving the loud talking and laughing and heading to one of the empty classrooms. She stood against one of the desk, breathing deeply.
"Cammie!" Zach came in behind her, a little out of breathe.
"Go away from here," Cammie said calmly.
"Cammie, please—"
"Leave," she said a little more sternly.
"But—"
"Get out!" Cammie turned around, yelling at him. "I can't believe you were actually kissing someone else."
"We hand't talked all summer, Cammie. I thought we were over."
"Why would we be over? I kissed you, like, intensely, before we left for break. How is it my fault you didn't bother to call or something?"
"Me? This is my fault? I sent the postcard hoping you would call me!" Zach exclaimed.
"Well, obviously we're having problems communicating," Cammie said angrily.
"Yeah, we are."
They both looked at each other, angry and frustrated. "Maybe we should just break up then," Cammie said.
Zach looked at her for a moment. "I agree."
Cammie walked out of the room, the anger showing in simple walk. A few seconds later, Zach left too.
A/N: Well, that's it for now. I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as I can, but I hope you liked it! Please review!