"Cammie, why is your mom acting so, I don't know, weird?" Liz asked me. I sware my best friends could read my mind sometimes. I was thinking the same thing. Why was Mom acting so strange? She wasn't the same confident mother/spy that I loved, she looked like a self-conscious normal mom, and normal isn't a word to describe a spy, especially my mom.
Mom walked down the hallway, looking around her, and then slipping into a classroom. Macey jabbed me in the elbows, and Bex motioned me to go towards the room. Even with my five years of training here at the Gallagher Academy, it didn't take a genius to know this wasn't a good idea. Not only is my mom good, but she's better. And that makes a huge difference.
"No, I am not spying on my mom," I protested, turning to my friends. They had a mischievious look on their faces, which can never be good for a Gallagher Girl. I shook my head.
"Cam, it seems as if whenever your mom is acting like that, something usually happens," Macey said, trying to lure me into it. I shook my head again.
"And it will most likely give us a new mission," Bex said, actually kind of excited about maybe getting a new mission. I sighed dramatically.
"No, I'm not spying on my mom. Why can't you be normal, and get scared of new missions?" I asked frantically. I loved them, but I always get in deep water when I spy on my mom.
"'Normal' isn't in a Galllager Girl's dictionary," Liz said, which is totally true, but not helping! I groaned, knowing I would have to listen to them. Being my best friends, they knew how to bribe me. And a new mission did sound like fun…
"Hey, Gallagher Girl," a familiar voice said mysteriously from behind me. Oh my, God. I turned around to face the tall, dark frame I seemed to encounter at the most random times. Zach.
"Zach?" I said, not even knowing I had said it. My jaw dropped, and I knew Liz, Bex, and Macey's had too. He wasn't supposed to be there.
"Would you girls excuse us for a second?" Zach asked my friends. They nodded and turned towards the way to our dorm room, my mom's strange ways flying from our minds.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, not recognizing my voice that sounded high and girly. Zach smirked and shrugged his strong shoulders. He took my hand and lead me towards my newest found secret passage ways, right near the elevator to sub 2. We snuck into the crowded room.
"There you are," said an even more familiar voice from below us. He sounded relieved and tense at the same time. Mr. Solomon.
"Mr. Solomon?" I said, totally flipping out now. Zach and the apparent rogue double agent/ex-teacher Mr. Solomon in one day?