Disclaimed.
"What's happening?" I heard Jonas yell. I was just befuddled. How could this happen?
"All right, kids." The pilot roared. "Grab your parachutes and get ready to drop!" I heard everybody scrambling to get their gear and parachutes on.
"What about our stuff?" Macey yelled, adjusting the strap across her stomach.
"Forget it!" I yelled. I looked over at a shivering Liz who was struggling to get everything properly strapped on. I ran over and helped her put on her parachute. Bex appeared beside me and we both helped her get spy gear on.
"Come on Cammie!" Zach yelled. He pulled open the emergency exit door and all nine of us jumped out, one by one. Somehow, I was last. Then I heard a bang in the ground. Well, that was our jet. It was going to happen anyway, especially with a CIA jet.
"Everybody here?" The pilot asked. We all nodded, looking around. Macey was standing a good five metres away from Rick who was inching closer to her. I laughed.
"Are you okay?" Zach asked, approaching me cautiously. I grinned, leaning up to press my lips against his. We'd almost died. I guess it was as good a time as any for me to do that. He looked surprised.
"I'm fine," I smiled, leaning into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.
We stood around for a bit, chatting as the pilot tried to reach someone who could help us. I watched as he approached us carefully, flitting his eyes to each of us as if accusing us of the jet being ruined.
"I have some transportation coming to pick us up but we need to stay put. I'm sure you could do that?" The pilot asked. We all nodded our heads. "Well, then carry on with what you guys were doing…" he trailed off and walked away. We all started laughing.
I pulled away from Zach and went to stand next to Bex and Macey who were engaged in what seemed like a very intriguing conversation.
"-I have no idea what could've caused to jet to go down like that," Bex said seriously. Macey shrugged.
"Maybe the pilot's actually some crazy madman." I grinned.
Macey raised her eyebrows at me. "What happened to Zach?" she asked playfully. I blushed.
"What happened to Rick?" I retorted, grinning when her face contorted with rage.
"He won't stop bothering me," she muttered, examining her nails.
"Seems like he's hitting on you." Liz said, joining the conversation. Macey rolled her eyes and I laughed. Suddenly, Zach came over, followed by Grant, Jonas, and last of all, Rick. I glanced up at a weird object in the sky, watching as it headed towards a clearing not far from us. Looking around curiously, we headed towards the vehicle. It was black and sleek and had the words CIA engraved on its side. I looked up at Zach who just shrugged. The pilot hurried over to us.
"All right, everybody on board." He said in a very official tone. We all hurried onto the helicopter and we set off for Blackthorne. "Ok, everybody, we'll all be heading off to the school now. Seems like it's the best place." We all nodded.
I sat next to Zach who was dozing off. It was about midnight now and very dark. I leaned against his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and closed my eyes.
"Gallagher Girl." He said, shaking me. "We're here." I opened my eyes, surprised that we had landed.
"Oh." I said. I stood up and sat back down almost immediately. "Whoa, head rush." I muttered. Zach chuckled and grabbed my hand, leading me to face a beautiful mansion.
It was smaller than Gallagher, as I'd predicted, but it was very modern. The windows were tinted, to block out the sun, and there were green hedges and gardens surrounding it. When I we stepped through the doors, we reached a foyer almost exactly like Gallagher's except that it had pictures of Blackthorne's past headmasters and headmistress'. I was completely dumbfounded. I knew our schools were old but Zach's were completely ancient. I mean, look at all the pictures. There were even some nailed onto the ceiling for crying out loud! And compared to our building, his building was modern…
I sensed Zach looking at me intently. I looked up and he smirked. "Cool, hey?" he asked.
"Or creepy," I said. He laughed at me but he never took his eyes off my face. I stared back at him. We were still standing in the foyer, with Bex and Grant nearby and Liz and Jonas staring at a picture of Joseph Blackthorne, the founder of the school. Macey and Rick, surprisingly, were standing close together, talking intently on something.
Ignoring the others, he leaned down to kiss me.
Around us, I heard throat clearings and giggling. Then we realised where we were. We broke apart and I blushed; Zach just held my waist and we turned toward the others who studied us, amused.
I looked up at Zach and smiled. He grinned down at me and pecked me on the cheek. "C'mon, I want to show you something," he said, leading me towards a hallway.
"Where are we going?" I asked him. He looked down at me and laughed.
"I though you would've guessed. Seeing as you find a new one of these every week." He said with humour in his eyes. I laughed.
"You're leading me to one of your secret passageways?" I asked him and he nodded, all serious now. We walked down that hallway, turned left and stopped in front of a stretch of blank wall. I stared at it quizzically. Zach touched a spot in the centre of the wall and it opened up, to reveal a room with a bunch of squishy cushions with a fire in the far wall.
"Wow." I said, with wonder. Gallagher didn't have one of these.
"You like it?" he asked. I nodded and he grinned and led me inside. "I knew you would. And there's a plus too." He said and paused, smirking at me. "It's nice and private too." The stretch of wall behind us closed, sealing us in.
(A/N: Btw, the next chapter's going to be an M so those of you who don't want to read it, I'm putting it in italics. I was also nice this time. This took me a while to write.)
18/12/12: Edited.
