Charlie Goode walked down stairs for breakfast. "Ugghhhh," she groaned. "Mooooooooooooommmmm I don't want to go to school"
"Charlie just wants to skip because she didn't study for the sludge test last night. She was too busy talking to Nick…" said my twin Alex.
"Nick Patterson?" my dad asked. "Macey and Sam's kid?"
"Yupp," Alex replied looking smug.
"Alex shut up. And you. Father. So what?" I snapped.
"Charlotte Morgan Goode. You are not allowed to have a boyfriend until you are married," my father said, completely serious.
You see, sometimes I wonder how my father is the head of a company. He's literally an idiot.
"Zachary, Alexander. Leave Charlie alone," my mother said walking into the kitchen.
My dad's the head of this huge company and my mom is one of those stay at home mom's but frequently goes on business trips with my dad.
"Gallagher Girl you know I hate it when you call me Zachary," my dad said getting up to hug her. There that name is again. Gallagher Girl. My mom and my dad met at this exchange between their two schools when they were teenagers, Gallagher and Blackthorne. Since then Gallagher and Blackthorne have combined to make The Gallagher and Blackthorne Academy for gifted children. My parents and their fiends thought it would be a good idea to ship us all off to school together. As in Me, Alex, Nick, Ali, Gracie, and John in one school together. (AN/ Nick/Ali=Macey and Sam's kids, Gracie = Bex/Grants kid, John=Jonas/Liz's kid.) Ring, ring. The sound of my dad's work phone ringing drove me out of my thoughts. I heard murmuring on the phone as my dad answered: "Yes sir, of course sir, no problems sir, we'll be there" My dad hung up his phone.
"Cam. That was my boss. Business trip. Sam, Grant, Jonas, and I are all called and the director says the wives of all the people at the conference are going too. You, Mace, Bex, and Liz in?"
"Zach. It's the kids birthday today, we cant leave," my mom replied, flashing him a glare saying don't challenge me.
"Cameron its orders plus the kids will be fine, they can all come over and Amanda (our nanny) can drive them all to school. We're only missing their last week," He replied.
"Zachary Jared Goode I am not missing our children's 8th grade graduation," she snapped back.
"Cam its final, we're going," he replied, voice firm. My mom sent him a look saying he was going to get it once we left. Alex seemed to see this look as well.
"Someone's sleeping on the couch all trip," Alex said in a sing-song voice, smirking. "Hey dad," he continued, turning to him, "if I were you, I'd rent an extra room so you're not stuck on the floor, ya know, mom probably wont even want you in the en sweet living room." There was a sharp noise and an "ouch Char," from Alex as I slapped him in the head.
"He's right Zachary," my mom replied, voice stiff. "Kids, go get your backpacks from upstairs and give your father and I a moment." It didn't matter that we both had them in our hands; it was obvious they wanted us gone. Once we had left the room and gone to sit on the stairs we could hear my mom whisper shouting at him.
"Hey Alex, do you notice this is the third time they've missed our birthdays?' I asked putting my perfectly styled caramel colored locks on his shoulder.
"Yea, yea I do," he replied looking sad as well and resting his dark brown head on top of mine. Suddenly both of my parents came running into the room, looking worried.
"Kids look this is important. Go through this tunnel until you reach a door. Knock three times and say its you. Macey will meet you and tell her to call my boss. Once she does this tell her the people from the mission found us and you guys need to get to Gallagher now. All of you." My dad says as my mom hits a hidden button and a passage opens.
"But daddy, what's going on?" I said, panic filling my voice.
"Just go, run!" my mom said as they both gave us fleeting hugs. Alex and I ran down the passage and the door closed behind us, many locks clicking into place. We ran as fast as we could until we reached the door, knocking and it being answered.
"What's going on" Sam and Macey said at once. Alex and I quickly told them everything that had happened that day and then shouted to Ali and Nick.
"Nicholas. Call Rachel tell her we're coming, Alison take Alex and Char to the Maceinator and get them as many clothes as possible then both of you pack yourselves." Macey commanded
"Macey what's going on?" I questioned as Nick pulled a cell phone out of his pocket that I had never seen before.
"We'll explain when we get there," she said. I looked at Nick, question in my eyes but he ignored me.
"Mace cars out front!" shouted Sam.
"Come on kids," Macey said as Ali and Chris (their butler) came down stairs, 10 suitcases held by each. I would have been surprised by the amount of stuff that Ali packed for everyone but then again, she is the daughter of Macey Patterson (formerly McHenry). We all jogged towards the car that would take us to the plane. No one said a single word until we reached the airport 10 minutes later and ran onto the Patterson's jet.
"Kids, this is where we leave you. Nick, Ali you know what to do. Get them there safely," Sam said as he and Macey both hugged us goodbye and boarded their second jet, heading apparently to work.
"Nick or Ali one of you tells me what's going on right now or I'm not staying on this plane." I demanded.
"You don't have a choice Char," Nick said. "Look can I talk to you back here?" he asked, looking hopeful. I looked at Ali who looked back, eyes pleading, she wanted to "talk" or basically make out with Alex. I shot her back a look that said 'fine' and went into the little bedroom on the plane with Nick and sat down on the bed, my back against the wall.
"Tell me now or we're done Nick and I'm serious," I said.
"Come on Char, don't be like this," he pleaded, pulling me up into his arms. "What's really wrong?"
"Be like what Nick," I said into his chest. "My parents just shoved us down some secret tunnel, not telling us what's going on. This thing that's happening, all of you seem to know and are just deciding not to tell Alex and me. What do you think is wrong?" I practically screamed then started sobbing into his chest.
"Char," he said. I didn't look up. "Charlie? Charlotte," he tried again, me keeping my head in its comfortable position, resting on his rock hard chest. He took two fingers and lifted up my chin. "Char, I promise, you'll find out what happened soon. Its not my job to tell you."
"Not your job?" I replied fuming. "You're my boyfriend. Of course it is—" I started to rant but was cut off by Nick pressing his lips to mine. All thoughts left my head as my arms snaked around his neck, my fingers knotting in his hair as he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I parted my lips as our tongs fought for dominance, his winning as usual. Finally after what seemed like forever, though it had only been about 4 minutes, we broke apart, gasping for air. "Fine," I said, resigned. "But as your punishment, no more of this," I pointed with my finger between himself and me, indicating our current position, "until I find out what is going on."
"But Charlie—" he started but I cut him off.
"Nope. Sorry babe," I said, smirking walking toward the door but before I got there he had crossed the room and put his arms around my waist, grinding against me. "What do you think this is a dance or something?" I said though inwardly I was screaming of excitement. I gently pried his arms off of me and walked out the door. He grabbed my hand and walked out with me. When we got to the main cabin Alex and Ali were sitting and talking.
"Oh look who finally decided to come out of the little room," Ali said as Alex smirked.
"Shut up and stop smirking, its annoying," Nick replied as he sat down in one of the chairs and pulled me onto his lap.
"You think my smirk is annoying?" I asked, raising a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
"No!" Nick replied quickly as I made to get up off of his lap. "On you its cute."
"Whipped," said Ali grinning at me at the same time that Alex said
"Dude that's my sister."