What Happens In London, Stays in London…
Alright. So, I've read a bunch of fanfics that come after the third installment, and decided to write one of my own too! I hope you like it! I honestly do :]
Chapter 1:
Disclaimer: Ally Carter owns the Gallagher Girls Series, and since I'm not her, I evidently down own it.
Cammie POV:
The rest of the semester went quicker than I had expected it to- even midterms, which was very hard to believe. On the bright side, each day that flew by got me a day closer to spending winter vacation in London with Bex.
And before I even knew it the semester was over, and I found myself laying on my bed stalling packing. I was excited for the trip, but had no idea what one was supposed to bring for London when going for the winter. Luckily, as if almost reading my mind, Bex rushed to my side and offered to help. Within an hour, Bex had all my bags packed. All three of them. Yes, three, I didn't know what I'd need ALL of that for, but I wasn't really in a mood to argue with Bex. All the free time that I'd had while Bex was packing was something that I was not used to ever since the whole Aunt Abby/Macey/Me/Kidnappers situation was over, and even during it. My brain led me to think about one thing within that hour, the one thing(or issue, I should have thought… it really wasn't a thing) I really didn't want to think about: Zach Goode. But sure enough, even when I didn't want him to, he popped into my mind.
I mean, one minute he was kissing me, then next he was acting all mysterious and playing hard-to-get, and by the next he was saving me from kidnappers! He was so hard to figure out! I needed to know the story behind that boy. And this all eventually led me to a mood which didn't want to argue with Bex. It seriously even gave me a small headache!
I glanced towards the clock and saw that it was around midnight. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, so I decided, to get some sleep. It wasn't the best decision, as it brought my headache back while I dreamed. Was that even possible?
[Start Dream]:
I was standing in a small room with plain white walls. From what I could tell, there were no doors or windows there. I wondered what I could be possibly doing here. But interrupting me mid-thought (as usual) was Zach. How'd he get there?
"Gallagher Girl..." he taunted.
"Blackthorne Boy… what do you want?" I asked nonchalantly.
"You want answers? Well then come here!"
I slowly walked towards him. But before I could get to him, another Zach appeared.
He started talking, "Where are you going? He's not going to tell you anything! But I can tell you."
Zach#1 smirked and said, "I know, and you know that I would tell you anything."
But then yet another Zach appeared. And another. And another. And another.
Before I knew it, I was surrounded by ten different Zach's each claiming something else.
Some claimed they'd give me answers.
Some claimed they'd keep me safe.
Others claimed they knew I liked them and that they liked me back.
I didn't know what to do. And they each kept repeating what each one had in store for me. And all they're voices sped up, and before I knew it it was just a bunch of buzzing noises.
[End Dream]
I woke up screaming, "SHUT-UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALL OF YOU!"
But instead of the white room, I was in my suite with only Bex , Macey, and Liz standing by my bed. No Zach (or Zachs). They all had a confused look on they're faces.
Bex spoke first, "Cammie… are… you alright?"
I spoke fast,"Yeah. Of course. I'm fine. Just a bad dream."
Bex spoke again. "Well, uh, if you're still going to London then we'll need to get going… now."
So I got out of bed brushed my hair and teeth, and when I walked out of the bathroom, I saw some clothes laid out on my bed. Did I do that? I wasn't sure. But without really looking at them, I put them on. I really should've looked first though. There was only two people that could be responsible for this: Bex… or Macey!
If we weren't running late, I would've made a fuss, but instead I went to go say goodbye to all of(well, most of them) my sisters. Then with our luggage Bex and I hopped into a Van which contained my mom at the wheel and Mr. Solomon riding shotgun. Wow. We needed TWO escorts to the airport?
They didn't stay long, they only dropped us in front of the terminal, then sped back off to the school. Leaving Bex and I together. Bex was the only one one of the two of us who knew where the gate for her private jet was and so I followed her through the over-stuffed airport. A few times, I felt like I was being followed but ignored it as I was on vacation. I needed a break… seriously.
What was even weirder was that I thought that I saw a very familiar tall, and muscular,brown haired boy. But I ignored that as well.
Soon enough we were near the jet, but Bex announced that she had to go to the WC (as she had called it, but it was also known as a bathroom). I waited on a bench right in front of the gate when I saw yet another guy who looked like Zach. It was starting to frustrate me, after my dream and all. So, I reached out and grabbed him by the wrist. Not too hard though, just in case it was just a random person. It was a very good thing that I had taken that precaution.
This stranger looked at me oddly, and I blushed deep red. My apology was a very quick, "I'm sorry! I thought you were my boyfriend" followed by a quick escape made by the poor guy. I felt bad. I wondered if I hurt him.
I then heard an amused English accent ask, "What was THAT all about?"
I giggled and pulled my best friend towards the jet, now that I knew where it was. We stored our bags and I crashed down on one of the plush seats and fell asleep almost immediately. But this time, unlike last night, I slept without nightmares.
Without Zach.
And I didn't know whether or not that was a good or bad thing.
I drifted in and out of consciousness so once, I made a quick mental list, so that I wouldn't forget.
Pros and Cons of not getting involved with Zach Goode. A list by Cameron Morgan.
PRO: I'd get less headaches.
CON: Said headaches, sometimes actually reminded me how fun it was to have I guy I liked(or at least thought I liked)
PRO: I didn't have to think about whether or not he liked me
CON: I wanted to somehow know whether or not get liked me.
PRO: I didn't need to worry about getting answers.
CON: I wanted answers.
PRO: I wouldn't have to worry about him annoying me
CON: I kind of liked the said annoyance.
CON: I liked Zach too much to not get involved.
The Cons had it. End of Story.
A/N: Well! I hoped you liked it! This is my first Gallagher Girls Fanfic… so tell me what you think! I'll only update if you guys want me to continue… so it's really up to you if you read more. Well! You know what YOUR mission is: Press the BIG review button under this. It could be difficult though ;].