So, uhm, I told several of you to keep an eye out for my next story that would be up soon. I, sadly, didn't have my laptop this weekend, due to some misunderstandings, and I couldn't work on this story. Anyways, it also took me a couple tries to get the story to this, and it's still not the exact way I wanted it. But I like it nonetheless. So here's the first chapter, sorry if it's kind of short!

DISCLAIMER: This is the ultimate disclaimer, I will NOT be posting a disclaimer throughout every chapter. The Gallagher Girls belong solely to Ally Carter, and not to me. I however, own this particular story, and any characters that are NOT mentioned throughout the original books series (such as Gwen, Jessie, and others), along with the plot of the story. Thank you, and goodnight.

We The Gallagher Girls: 1. Kidnapped!

"Girls." Mr. Koleman was stringy and tall like no one's business. He always looked frail, but we Gallagher Girls knew better, we had personally seen him level five of us at once. "Today someone will attempt to kidnap you."

The scratchy darkness of the blindfold felt more and more unbearable. I pursed my lips and nudged my sister.

"Do me proud. Don't get caught. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." the eight junior Gallagher girl echoed.

"You may remove your blindfolds." Chopper blades began to slow and with a thud we were on the ground.

I tore of the dark, rough cloth and glanced immediately at my sister, Rachel.

She blinked back at me. "Kidnapped? That's comforting."

I grinned, "I find it exciting."

Rachel rolled her eyes and and propped the door open. Within seconds, the junior class was standing, shivering in the dew covered grass.

"Ladies." Mr. Koleman said with a tip of his ever-changing hat (today it was a fedora). He handed Krissy Hardy a folder and then merged into the crowd, becoming invisible in an instant, I felt a pang of envy. I would be that someday.

The other girls watched Krissy pull out a brochure, and waved it with flourish. The story behind Krissy was kind of a comedy, her father, Frank Hardy, and her mother, Nancy (maiden name: Drew) were small town detectives. Krissy was far from the sleuthing type, she was very showy.

"What does it say?" Monica, Krissy's best friend, asked as she peered over Krissy's shoulder. Not that she could see much, Monica was the definition of petite.

Krissy batted her away with a manicured hand. "I'm getting to that." she whined, she flashed the paper at us. "'We meet at the Julia Child's Kitchen exhibit. Two hours, ladies.'" she read, and then tossed the brochure and folder into the helicopter and slammed the door closed after her. "Lets go!"

We paired off, as usual. Rach and me, Monica and Krissy, Bethany and Blair, and finally, Gwen and Jess.

We split up, Rachel and I went as straight forward as we could in one of the most crowded places in the U.S. The mall. Not with the shops or anything, it was basically just a green mass of land. I knew Blair would have a fit about that. I checked in with Bethany over the comm units. "Shadow, how's Princess?" I murmured, glancing at Rachel. She was obviously thinking the same thing, as sisters often do.

I could feel Bethany's smile through the comm, she was one of the most talented pavement artists, hence her name, Shadow. "Princess is fine."

Blair let out a loud humph, that made me wince. I heard 'ridiculous', 'scandalous', and other words would wouldn't understand because she had drifted into farsi.

Rachel snorted a laugh and flicked her hair over her left shoulder, and then patted the opposite knee casually, letting me know that someone was following us at seven o' clock.

"Changed?"

"Nope." Rachel changed coarse and pattered up the stairs of the Space and Flight building. I followed. She pushed at the doors.

"Allow me." I spun on my heel.

One word flashed in my mind as I saw who stood behind us. Hot.

He worked around me and pulled the door, gesturing to the sticker the said to pull the doors to open.

Rachel blushed, I knew this had to be fake. She shrugged her shoulders casually, her way of signaling me. This was our follower. "Oops." Rachel said and breezed into the foyer.

I followed on her heels, and on mine, came the apparent kidnapper. I exchanged a look with Rachel, chances were that there were. Kidnapper usually did their research, and you'd think they'd know that they wouldn't be able to take both of us, highly trained spies or not. "Cameron, who are you?" I used my last name, which was pretty classic. But that didn't matter.

"Morgan."

"A girl's name?" Rachel asked innocently.

"I though we were giving last names." Ooh, he was smarter than he appeared.

"So what interests you in this building?" He said strolling along at Rachel's side. This was strange for an attempt at kidnapping, I could tell Rachel was beginning to think that perhaps he was just some innocent boy who had followed us out of curiousness.

I, however, knew that if he had just been following us it wasn't just that, it was quite obvious to all of us that Rachel Morgan was gorgeous, and always had been. Smart, in a good way. Innocent, in a great way. And leggy, in a fabulous way. I didn't know a girl who didn't envy my sister once in a while, myself included. I tended to be on the more lanky side, the same long legs, auburn hair, blue-green eyes. And yet somehow, I was the less-than-perfect sister. "Fun." I said at the same time Rachel interjected, "School project."

He gave a twisted, knowing smile. "Oh?"

"Her extensive project on the third law of motion. I just tag along." I said smoothly, and moved to an glass case a little ways off the check up on the others. "Princess? Shadow?" I waited several moments. Nothing. "Harmonica?" Monica thought she was insanely clever with that one. "Jewel?" I asked after Jessie. Still nothing. "Gwen?" I dared. "Krissy?" Suddenly there was a loud crackle.

I saw Rachel hide a wince as she continued to chat.

I glanced at my watch. We had half an hour. "Hello?"

"Genie here!" It was Gwen, she sounded like she was running. "Sorry I didn't answer right away. "I lost Jess, and I haven't hear anything from the girls."

I glanced around, a really cute guy in a worker's uniform caught my eye. I looked away. "What's with all the hot guys running around?" I asked, barely daring to move my mouth.

"That just it! They-" The sudden silence was deafening.

"Rach-" I had a bad feeling, and we were running out of time. I spun around to face my sister.

But Rachel was no where to be found.

So? What did you think? Let me know, for those of you who have previously reviewed my stuff, you know I like to get to know you all. Again, I apologize if it was a bit short. I'll put up another chapter sooner or later!

Laters,

Winter