Disclaimer: Okay, do we seriously have to keep doing this? If this were mine, I'm pretty sure a movie would already be out, including the sequel with our favorite Zachy! Oh, and let's not forget Grant-ary. Or Jonas. Or any of the hot Blackthorne Boys. Now, don't you just want one?

Thanks to my favvvorritteee beta, ASH! (melonme23) Check out Telling Grant, Telling Zach (before its deleted- YIKES!!!), and Unfertile.

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The moon gleamed as bright as an orb outside. It was glorious and beautiful. But of course, I wasn't looking at it. I had a photographic memory, so I could basically look at it any time I wanted too.

Yay.

So, I was in a dress, for the occasion of course. That occasion being my high school reunion. Taking into account that I was raised to be a spy, and the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women, and the Blackthorne Institute for Young Men were schools that created teenage spies, I wouldn't consider it a normal high school reunion. And yet tonight was the night that no one had to live a legend.

I had planned to enjoy the night, but just like a mission, plans don't always work out the way you want them to. Especially when it involves boys. Hot boys.

I was wearing a red strapless dress, similar to the one I had worn during a dance at Gallagher featuring the Blackthorne Boys. Yum.

The second I arrived I spotted Bex wearing a dark purple dress that was strapless and floor length, with diagonal white streaks at the bottom.

Oh, she was as beautiful as always. And of course, she was chugging champagne. "Bex-a-million!" I yelled, using her old nickname.

"Cammie!" she squealed as she threw her wineglass behind her. I laughed when it hit an unsuspecting Blackthorne Boy on the head.

She ran towards me and we hugged.

"OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG! I MISSED YOU SOOO MUCH!" She yelled, letting all of the Gallagher and Blackthorne alumni hear her.

I hugged her back even harder, "Bex, it's been a week. Are you already drunk, Hun?" I asked maternally.

"No, not yet anyways, I'm just so happy!" she said, clapping her hands.

"Wow, I haven't seen Bex this happy since she knocked out Mr. Solomon in P & E that one time." Macey's snide voice piped up from behind me.

"Macey!" I yelled, and threw my arms around one of my best friends.

"Ha, yeah, I missed you too Cam." She said, hugging me back.

"Well ya'll look like you're doin' fine without little ole' me." Liz's voice came from my right.

"LIZ!" we all chorused and hugged.

"It's good to see you guys too. So, tell me girls, are we scheming like old times for boys? What's the plan?" She asked slyly.

"Ooo. You know us all too well, Liz." Bex said, and we- in our dresses- huddled and came up with a small scheme. It was nothing too big, though. I mean, come on, people were already staring. How much more did we have to do? Of course, I filled in Macey and Liz on my run-in with Grant and Zach, and Bex's talk over comms with Grant.

We had easily already spotted the boys across the gym floor, which was on the other side of the gym from where we were standing. And with our super spy skills, we could see them sending glances our way. Of course, I was aiming for Zach, Bex- Grant, and Liz- Jonas. Macey said she didn't want any horny perverted Blackthorne Boys. Apparently memories of the eighth graders still scared her at night. Poor Macey!

I can't believe Macey even thought of what she did. I got to say, it's just like old times, except this time we're older, so we can do different things… if you know what I mean.

So the plan for me was to ask Zach for help with something. As if no big deal, I strode up to him and a number of other Blackthorne Boys with my champagne and asked,"Mind if I borrow Zach for a moment?" and then I dragged him away.

"Whatcha want Gallagher Girl?" He asked, with second meaning. Some things never change. Wow, Grant rubbed off on him.

"Look," I said, briefly touching his muscular arm. "You're like one of the only people I would trust in telling this, even if I don't want to, but… I need your help." I pouted.

His face suddenly softened, and yet became worried at the same time. "What's wrong?" He asked gently. Wow, who knew this side of him would come out so easily?

"I feel kind of weird asking this, but my so called best friends are busy and I know it seems kind of wrong but…"

"Yeah…" he lifted an eyebrow.

"Will you spy on Solomon and my mom with me? Please?" I begged.

He laughed, "This is your big problem?"

"What did you think I was going to ask you to do? You know what, don't answer that," I started walking past him, and my hip bumped his, sending vibes throughout my body. I could have swore he shivered…

"Wait, Cammie," I turned around, seeming reluctant, "I'll help you. You know, you're a crazy chick." He laughed and followed me out the door, undetected, except to Liz and Bex and Macey. For that was Bex's cue for Grant. But we'll get to that later.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Zach said as he crept up behind me.

"I'm pretty sure they're having an affair. My guess is that they're in the teacher's lounge now." I checked around the corner and slipped off my heels.

I bent down and slid my cell phone out of a secret holder. "Alright, it's about nine fifteen now, we should only be ten minutes so people don't notice we're missing." I said.

"Yes, we don't want them getting the wrong impression, now do we?" He smirked. I slapped him, and he grabbed my waist. "Or do we?" He whispered into my ear.

The moment was ruined when I heard my mom's laugh ring through the halls. Since Zach's arm was still around me, he felt all my muscles tense.

"What's so bad about them being together?" He asked softly.

"There's no evidence my dad is dead. What if he isn't? Solomon is supposed to be my parent's friend, not my mom's lover. I can't believe they never expected me to find out. How stupid do they think I am?" I kept mumbling as I crept around the corner with Zach in tow.

Slipping in the shadows, we stealthily crawled into the teacher's lounge. The lights were off, leaving a lit fireplace, and a few choice candles as the only sources of light. My mother was all cozied up to Solomon on a couch facing away from us. I stood up and leaned against the back wall with Zach next to me.

"Son of a bitch." I said. Suddenly, with a quick motion, Solomon got up and started walking towards us. I panicked. The funny thing is, if I was on a real mission, I would have never panicked, my instincts would of taken over, and I would of hidden or taken out the target. But I didn't.

I let him save me. Again.

Zach grabbed my arm and spun me into a covered corner, away from Solomon. His body was pressed against me. Boy, did it feel amazing.

Solomon picked up wine glasses and a bottle of wine before returning to my mom. But Zach stayed the way he was, which meant I had my back to a corner in the dark, with him pressed up against me while breathing hard and sweating. Oh yeah, so not how I imagined it.

"Zach…" I moaned a little, trying not to let our cover be blown.

"Just so you know, Gallagher Girl, I'm going to kiss you now." He whispered, and kissed me. I don't know how long it was for, but it was long. And WONDERFUL!!!

I grabbed his tie, and keeping our lips together, slipped out of the room. We were hitting walls in the dark hallways of Gallagher while making out.

Eventually we made it to a classroom. And I'm pretty sure you can guess what we did in that classroom. I feel bad for the students that use those desks. But, they'll never know, right?

And I thought Tristan Valley was dirty…