A/N: I tried really hard to mirror Ally's writing style so it seems more realistic so I hope you guys enjoy! Please review if you have the time :) I would love to hear what you guys think so far!
Maybe it was because it was nine-thirty seven in the morning and classes had already begun.
Maybe it was because they were serving waffles in the dining hall that morning.
Maybe it was just a lack of consideration on my roommates parts, and that was why I woke up to a silence that surrounded my roommate-less suite. I had overslept, and for a Gallagher Girl who goes to a school for exceptional young women, this was not something that happened. Ever.
Unacceptable.
A second later, my feet hit the ground, and in the next, I was running from one end of the room to the next, grabbing my uniform in one hand and my books in the other, I stumbled into them and hobbled out the door.
"Thirteen seconds." I muttered to myself, surprised. "A new record."
Then without giving any thought as to how much of a disaster my hair must have looked (something Macey would surely point out later) I took off down the hall.
Sublevel 3.
"Oh, Cameron, thanks for deciding to join us," I could hear Aunt Abby's voice following behind me along with a dozen sets of eyes but I refused to look up as I made my way to the only empty seat available next to Tina Walters.
"So, I'm going to demonstrate to you all…" Aunt Abby said, but I wasn't listening. I was only scanning the room for my best friend, one out of the three people I had trusted to wake me up that morning.
But Bex was nowhere to be seen.
My eyes wandered to where Zach was, and found him watching from the corner of his eye.
Where is she? Where is Bex, Zach? I looked at him, searching for answers in his eyes. I found none.
"And that is it for today, I'm afraid. Make sure you all complete that assignment by the next time we meet. You'll be needing it." And with that, class was over.
Well crap. I thought. I had totally not been paying any attention. But that was not the problem. As soon as the last of my classmates filtered out of the room, I launched myself out of my chair toward Zach who was waiting for me by the doorway.
"I didn't know Gallagher Girls were the type to sleep in," Zach said with a smile, "What happened, did you have some sort of…crisis?" he laughed as his eyes wandered to my hair, and then back to my face. He stopped smiling then, and his voice got lower, "What's wrong?"
What's wrong? What's wrong? If there was ever a time when I ever questioned Zachary Goode's abilities, it was in that moment. I looked at him, in disbelief.
I pointed my finger at him.
"Spy," I said, still staring at him.
A few seconds passed with out either of us speaking and then he nodded.
"Bex," He said, "And Macey and Liz." We were moving now. Zach, a few paces ahead of me as I tried to keep up. And as we passed the spot where Gillian Gallagher's sword lay, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye that made me stop. There was a folder. It was all too familiar. My heart sank as I picked up the two chunks of paper that sandwiched the words I dreaded seeing.
I opened up the flap, and there it was, an answer. It was not the answer I had been looking for, but an answer nonetheless.
Maybe it wasn't the waffles. Maybe it wasn't because I had overslept, because that never would have happened if my best friends in the whole world were there to wake me up. Maybe it was nine thirty-seven when I woke up for a reason.
Maybe this was revenge.