Hey everybody this is my first fan fic. I've been reading them awhile and thought I would finally write one. I like zammie so there will hopefully be tons! Sorry if you don't like it.

*Flashback*

"One ticket to Boston please" I asked the women sitting inside the booth.

"Of course sweetie" she replied.

"Thanks" I said reaching out for my ticket and handing her the money.

Now I was off to look for the circle (alone) and FINALLY get some answers.

"Hey Kiddo" perfect, just great (hint of sarcasm) "hey mom" my mom just popped out of nowhere and now was standing right in front of me.

"Boston huh?" my mom asked looking at my ticket.

"yeah" I replied.

She looked at me, heartbroken. "did you plan on coming back?"

I just stared at the ground.

"You know a lot of people are looking for you, , Bex, Macey, Liz….." then she lowered her voice "zach."

Zach, the boy who was so interested in me. I was sort of interested in him too but I never want to admit it…..TO ANYONE. Secretly I was surprised he didn't find me first.

"I…I know" I stumbled

"Then why don't you come back with me to Gallagher?"

"NO… I CAN'T" my voice raised but I wasn't mad.

"Why?"

"Cause….Cause…" my voice lowered "Cause I need to find answers"

"You can find answers in Gallagher where you safe."

"No"

"Why?"

"Cause they aren't safe…..they aren't safe around me" tears swelled in my eyes.

"Kiddo…. I sorry to admit this to you but….this is the life they all chose risking there lives for other people…to help them. You can try to stop them from getting hurt. But they are in the same danger near you than they are by themselves."

"Yeah, I know"

"Do you?"

"Yeah"

"Then come back to Gallagher with me. I am sure everyone will be anxious to see you."

"But, it's summer everyone will be gone"

"No not everyone"

"WHO'S STILL THERE?" I asked excited and confused

"All your friends" she replied smiling.

*end of flashback*

What did I get myself into? Did I think they were going to take me back? They probably hate me, I wouldn't blame them I have been gone for a week. With no phone calls or any contact with them. My mom talked to the bubble gum guard. He opened the gates and we drove in. My heartbeat started to rise I was holding my breath then my mom opened the doors and I walked into the commotion.

Should I keep writing the story?