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"When do you leave, Cam?" Macey asked, while packing my already stuffed suitcase.
"Not until 2:00 I think." I answered. That gives us two hours. Two hours until I traded in my home at Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women for my second summer home in Nebraska with my grandparents. Two hours before I leave my three best friends. Two hours before I leave Zach. For the entire summer. From a civilian eye, Gallagher looks like a stuck up private school, but from a trained spy eye, it's a top secret academy training tomorrow's most lethal CIA operatives the agency has ever seen.
"So, how are you and Zach going to keep in touch?" Bex's characteristic British accent echoed from the bathroom.
"I don't know, I mean I have his number and all. I don't think we'll be able to hangout or anything. Aren't the guys staying back at Blackthorne for the summer?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's what Jonas told me." Liz's southern twang answered from her desk. "What are you doing for the summer, Macey?"
"I'm meeting my parents and helping with the Senator's summer campaign." She sighed. The Senator is Macey's Father but she refused to call him that.
"Will Preston be there?" I smirked. Oh no, Zach's annoying smirk was rubbing off on me. I thought about whether I said that out loud or my roommates know me way too well…
"Cam! Goode gave you his smirk!" Bex laughed. I blushed bright red.
"Uh…well…will Preston be there or not?" I covered. That's what spies do, they cover. Especially Chameleons. That's what they call me. The most brilliant young pavement artist the academy has ever had. The Chameleon also serves as my code name whenever we're on Comms. Bex's was Duchess, Liz's was Bookworm, and Macey's was Peacock.
"Yeah I think so." She grinned. I winked at her and Liz giggled. Two knocks were heard from the door and all four of us looked up.
"It's open." Bex shouted.
"Hey, Gallagher Girl. Your Mom and Solomon want us in her office." Zach stood in the doorway.
"Okay." I smiled. I walked passed him and out into the hallway.
"Hi, sweetheart!" My mom greeted me when we made it to her office. Zach and I sat down in the chairs across from her desk and she sat down in hers. Solomon stood next to the bookshelf with his arms crossed across his chest.
"Hey mom, what's going on?" I asked.
"Nothing." Solomon muttered only loud enough for a spy to hear. I looked up at him and rolled my eyes. He beamed at the fact that I could hear him, since he was the one that trained me since the 7th grade.
"It's a lot more than nothing, actually. I have a mission for the two of you to complete. It was a hard decision to make, but I think you are the only two I know are capable of completing this one. It's dangerous and complicated but you're good enough. You both know very well what the Circle of Cavan is, correct?" She checked. I know and we all know Zach definitely does. The fact that Zach's mother is the current leader has a lot to do with that. "Good, you're mission is to take down their leader. Dead or alive, I don't care. She just needs to be taken care of." I raised my eyebrows and turned to check Zach's expression. It was blank. He was a good spy, but I knew him too well. I kicked his ankle underneath the desk to get his attention. He looked at me from the corner of his eye and I gave him a sad smile. He shook his head and turned back to my mother.
"I've actually been waiting for an excuse to take care of my mother." He smirked. There is it. His signature, adorable, annoying smirk. Sometimes I loved it and sometimes I wish I could slap it right off his face. I bit my lip to keep in a giggle and Solomon half-smiled.
"When will we be leaving?" I leaned back in my chair.
"That's the catch, your plane leaves for New York at 5:00 o'clock tonight." She stood up and walked towards a filing cabinet in the corner of the room and opened one of the drawers. She pulled out two identical folders and handed a copy to Zach and I. She sat down and we both knew not to open them yet.
"I'm good with that. Where's our team?" Zach raised his eyebrows. Both Solomon and my mother pointed directly at me simultaneously.
"You've got the best in the agency, Mr. Goode." Solomon smiled for the first time since we stepped in the office.
"Perfect." Zach grinned.
I sighed. "Alright, well I better get back to Macey before she's done packing." I stood up to leave and Zach followed.
"Be at the rooftop by 4:50!" My mom shouted as we left her office. I walked into the hallway and waited for the click of the closing doors behind me before turning to Zach.
"How are we supposed to complete a mission as complicated as this with no directions or clues?" I groaned. He shrugged.
"We wing it, I guess."
"We aren't trained to wing it! We're trained in pretty much everything possible on a mission except winging it!"
"You're definitely trained to wing it." He nodded.
"How?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"It's called being a teenager, Gallagher Girl." He smirked and walked back towards his room.
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