Hello, my little chickadees! That came out weird. Whatever. Anyway before anything, super special shout outs to:
- sakurayukari for your fabulous review that brightened up my day so so so much! You are amazing! Your review motivated me to add this next chapter!
- Elise, who's not an official member of FanFiction, but she has read every one of my stories and supports me! Thanks for being my FanFic friend as well as my real time BFF! Love you forever!
Now for the story...
"Operatives Morgan and Baxter please report to Room One." The secretary paged us over the announce system. Bex looked over at me and nodded. We walked together confidently down the empty hall. Bex and I looked ahead at a notch on the door and tired not to blink as we did a retina scan. A low buzz sounded and the door clicked open.
I wasn't really sure what I was expecting inside. But it looked a lot more ordinary than I thought a spy office would be. There was a neat desk, an office chair on one side and two arm chairs on the other side. A man was sitting at the office chair with his hands folded. He motioned for us to sit, so we sat at the arm chairs.
"Operative Morgan. Operative Baxter," he addressed us. "Let's make this quick. Do you have the mission report written?" I nodded and handed him a file containing our mission report, and Bex gave him the disk.
"So the mission was successful?" We both nodded again. "How was the other agent? 0771, Zachary Goode, I believe it was?" I got a weird feeling at the mention of his name. Flashes of last night spun in my mind.
"He carried on the mission well," I managed to say. The man took some notes, shuffled some papers around.
"Well done, Cameron and Rebecca. I'll be sure to recommend you both for future missions. After you fully complete your training at Gallagher, of course."
After a short conversation going through some other procedures, we were dismissed.
Bex and I didn't speak much on our drive back to Roseville.
"I guess it's done... The mission is done," Bex said as I drove. I smiled, but didn't say anything. I felt Bex look over at me, noticing my silence. "Is it Zach?"
"No," I answered immediately and blushed. Bex smiled. "Fine, part of it is Zach. It's just... I don't know. The mission is done, so what are the chances of seeing him again?"
"You'll see him. He gave you that note... Gallagher Girl," Bex added with a sly smile.
"That doesn't mean anything... does it?"
She thought for a minute. "I think it means he likes you. But we'll ask Macey to make sure."
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We reached Gallagher around 10. Gallagher Academy was silent and solemn, dark besides our headlights and some street lights. After passing security and parking the van, we made our way up to our room. Macey and Liz were already waiting for us.
"How was the mission? What kind of disk was it?"
"More importantly, what designer were the dresses by? Did you get to keep them?
I answered both their questions, as well as all the questions Liz had afterwards.
I was really hoping I would get to sleep before discussing Zach. But just when we turned off the lights, Bex broke the news. "Cammie met a boy."
Macey bolted up so fast I was worried she would get whiplash. She immediately turned on the lights and stared at me. "A boy?" I rolled over and snuggled deeper in my blanket. I'm asleep, please think I'm asleep, don't bother me about Zach...
Bex reached over and yanked the blanket off me and forced me into a sitting position. Either she knew I was awake, or she really had no patience to hold this conversation until morning. It was probably a little of both. Even if I was asleep, I think she would have done that anyway.
Macey's gaze was unwavering. Her blue eyes were like an icy beam. "Cameron Ann Morgan."
"Zach. His name is Zach," I started. She motioned for me to go on. All of last night spilled out all at once. "He was the other spy on the mission. He was following me around and we danced and he ate the M&Ms and we kissed and he called me adorable but then he said I was insane and then he..." I breathed a few times and buried my face in my pillow. "I'm so confused." I mumbled into my pillow.
All my friends were looking me like I was insane. Except Bex, who already heard the same thing last night in the elevator.
"Cammie, I didn't understand a single word you just said. You were talking way too fast and your words were jumbled together," Macey told me.
Liz piped in, her eidetic memory serving some purpose. "I remember. But Cam, you were speaking really quick. This is basically what Cammie was saying Macey..." Liz went on to reexplain what I said, but her explanation made a lot more sense than mine. Bex also added some more information and detail to help.
"Oh..." Macey took a while to process this. She crossed her legs and folded her hands professionally. "Well, based on recent information-"
"Macey, you sound like a serious business lady. It's not that serious."
Macey didn't change her demeanor, but cut a glance at Bex. "Boys are a serious matter Bex. In Cammie's case, this is very serious. First question, was he hot?"
I groaned. "Is that really important?"
"You wanted my help, you're going through this process my way. Now, answer the question."
"He was," Bex answered for me. "But don't worry, Cam. I'm not into him like that."
"I know. You have Grant," I said to get the attention off of me. A dangerous look passed through Bex's eyes.
"Who's Grant?" Liz asked.
"It doesn't matter right now," Bex snapped. "What matters is Cammie's hot new spy boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend."
"Maybe not officially, but I was there with you Cam. He said meeting you was fate. He even admitted he fell in love with you."
"Whoa, back up. He even admitted to falling for you?" Macey interrupted. "If he already said he likes you, what are you confused about?"
Out of all the things they asked me so far, this was the one question that made me stop and think. "I'm confused about whether or not this means anything. Sure, we had a great time together. The world stopped and it felt... magical. But I'm a spy, he's a spy. What are the chances we'll meet each other again? I barely even know him. So what's the point?"
This time, no one had anything to say. Macey shut off the lights and we all climbed back into bed. After everyone fell asleep, my mind was still buzzing.
"You want to know what the point is, Cam?" Macey's voice came from the other side of the room. "The chances you'll see Zach again are really, really small. Like you said, we're spies. But even though the chances are small, the chances are still there. It could happen. And if Zach likes you as much as it seems, the chances are even bigger. Love is about taking chances, Cammie. You can take them, or you can let them slip away. But Zach seems worth it."
The room was silent again. "Thanks, Macey."
"Good night, Cam."
This portion of the story ran longer than I expected. So, there's going to be another chapter after this. It should be up soon! Zach may or may not make a reappearance, hint hint...