On the way home from school, yes I'm leaving school, like I said my parents bought a house so we have a legit home away from Gallagher Acadmey. As I made my way through a man made - made by my father and a few teachers at my school - path in the woods between the school and my house; I can't help but think of this guy, Zach. Here I was a thirteen year old, fourteen year old head over heels for him. Now I'm not, and I had a crush on...well there was Josh but obviously there's no guys at my school. As soon as I got over my massive celebrity crush, here he is, right in front of me. But then, in the past, I didn't know he was more like me than I thought. He was a spy too...I wonder if he knows I am too, I wonder if he even knows that The Circle that is mom was a part of was after me just not too long ago. I don't know, but for some reason I'm not fazed by that fact that a celebrity that I used to have a crush on will literally be right in front of me.
As I walked into the massive garage, I did mention my dad was pretty rich...I walked past my dad's Cadillac Eaclade, the car he usually drives around. Seeing this car meant dad was home...with Zach. I guess I should have been a bit nervous but after about age nine the butterflies go away and you're not super excited to meet celebrities.
But this is different.
No, I shouldn't think that way. It isn't that much different, only the fact that this time the celebrity is in my house, and not on set. I braced myself, after all, I didn't know what to expect as I walked in. I walked past my car, it was a car dad had gotten me; an Audi 2015 R8 Spyder in red, I shot one last glance at my car over my shoulder, took a cool deep breath and I opened the door that separated the garage to my house. I stepped over the threshold that brought me from the garage into a short hallway then the kitchen.
No-one was in the kitchen when I walked in, huh, not even mom? I saw a blue sticky note on the fridge.
I came home but got called back to the school, nothing wrong! Dr. Fibbs and Liz wanted to show the teachers something! I'll probably spend the night at school!
Love you C! Love you M!
-Mom
Mom gets called in to school at all hours of the day. So, I'm not too surprised that she's not home. In two weeks she won't come home for a bit because in two weeks everyone else takes their finals. Yes, seniors get out three weeks earlier than the rest of the student body at Gallagher Acadmey!
But that's cute that she says she loves C (me meaning Cammie) and M (meaning my dad, Matthew.)
Speaking of dad, where was he? And where was Zach? I looked at the clock on the oven as the neon green numbers read two thirty in the after noon. Eah not time for dinner yet, but I guess I'll make dinner later. I checked in the fridge to see what we had, I see a package of fresh - uncooked - chicken. I can make an easy but tasty meal with that!
After that I stood at the sink looking into the back yard, it was such a beautiful late May day. So I decided to change into a casual dress and out of my school uniform, which consisted of a deep red and blue plaid skirt with thin white stripes running through it, a white button-up dress shirt, the same shade of deep red vest and a navy blue blazer with my school's crest on the jacket, on my left just above my heart. I walked into my room and changed into a a high waisted romper, the top part was a creamy white with navy blue polka dots, a tan belt below my chest, and a plain navy short shorts part that came slightly above mid thigh. I slipped an old pair of my school uniform flats on, since they were navy blue.
Because of the beautiful weather I decided to go out in my back yard to where mom had her garden. It was huge. Like between each line of trees there's a paver brick path. As I walked down the path in between the lines of trees I saw a wooden woven basket with a few lemons in the bottom of the basket. Mom must have been picking lemons off the tree when she got called to head back to school.
I picked a few lemons off the tree that the basket was sitting in front of. I bent over to put the five lemons into the basket. As I bent over a little further to pick up the wooden basket, I heard an unknown voice behind me.
"I didn't know they had help here..? Especially attractive help.."
I let the basket stay on the ground as I twirled around and stood up straight, pulling my shorts-part of my romper down so it covered my butt fully...unlike when I was bent over.
"I'm not help!"
Before I could say anymore this guy, cuts me off to say "Oh! Are you a friend of the Morgan's?" As he said my last name I just tilted my head to one side and gave him a look as if I was saying "What the heck?!"
"Oh, sorry, I'm Zach Goode." He shot me a cocky smirk and stuck out his had, offering to shake my hand.
I cocked one eye brow and plastered the same cocky smirk across my face, "I know who you are."
"Ahh good, I'm glad we have that covered. And you are?"
With the cocky smirk still etched across my face, I crossed my arms. He didn't know who I was, so I'm going to have a little bit of of when that, until he learns of who I am. "Cameron..Cammie" As I said my name I could have sworn I saw him flash a genuine smile for a split second, but he quickly went back to flashing his cocky smirk.
"Ahh and does Cammie have a last name?"
"Morgan" and with that his eyes went white for a few seconds.
"You're his...but I thought..because there's a picture of you..in his car and you're like...six!"
"Old picture...sheesh for a spy you really didn't do that much background checking on me."
"How did you know I was a spy?"
"Hmm how do you do it...? Oh right," I then pointed to myself and said "Spy"
"How do you know I do that to my friends?!"
"Same concept; if you're a bird, I'm a bird. So I'm a spy and I did what any spy would do, look at who you are. Though I only looked into your file a few months ago when you were at my school."
He lost his cocky cover as he ran his fingers through his hair, looked away from me and mumbled "Dammit."
"However," I continued, "I'm surprised you didn't know that much about me, considering your dad is engaged to my Aunt. I figured you looked into who I was as well."
"Ah I guess life got into my way of investigating everyone. You know, singing, acting, I mean that's kinda why I'm here."
"I'm aware, I know that you'll be staying at my house the whole time you're here in Roseville."
Zach just cocked an eye brow and said; "Awe come on now, you sound like you don't want me under the same roof as you."
Before I could respond to Zach's cocky comment my cell phone rang. Yes I have a cellphone...that has some of the highest security a cellphone could ever possibly have. It was my mother calling.
"Mom?" Zach just raised his eyebrows and walked over to a lemon tree to...I don't know admire the lemons..?
"Honey, the sophomore class is all baking in the kitchen, could you run to town? As cliché as it sounds we ran out of eggs and baking soda.."
"Sure thing mom, see you in a few!"
"Thank you Cam! I love you!"
"I love you too, bye."
"Ahh so that leaves me alone in your house?" Zach just seemed to always look cocky.
"Nope, you're doing to town with me."
"Why?"
"Because I know without asking that my father is most likely on movie set figuring out some bull s-crap so you're going to come with me to town."
He scoffed, "Okay but we're taking my car and I'm driving."
"YOU'RE DRIVING? You don't even know your way around town! And what do you mean YOUR CAR?"
"My agent sent a car for me to drive, a Jaguar C-X75, it was dropped off at the front gate of your house. Your dad let me park it in the garage. And you can tell me which way to go!"
When I first laid eyes on his car, damn it's nice. It's a deep red, and wow, I have no words because it's really, realllllllyy nice. "So, hot shot, how did you manage to get this car?"
Zach opened my door for me, and I climbed in, right before he shut my door he flashed me a genuine smile and said; "I bought it."
When Zach got in the car I turned to him; "Woah! What? You bought this?"
"Yeah." Is all he said then proceeded to press the button to start the engine.
"Does your dad know?" I asked as he made our way to town. His car was so smooth as it ran over the black top.
"Yes, it was my money that made from a recent movie, he had to co sign for it but it's all my money. A week after I signed for it I turned eighteen and it was officially mine."
We had come to a stop sign, "Left." I said, "So why red?"
Zach kept his eyes on the road as he shrugged, "It's flashy."
"I thought being famous and all - left - would make you do with a car that was easier to hide in - right - so ya know paparazzi couldn't find you as easily." I talked as I gave him directions to our local Safeway Grocery Store.
"I mean I'm already famous and they're already after me." He said as he pulled into a parking lot at the grocery store.
"Do they know you're here yet?" I asked as Zach unbuckled himself and slipped out of the car. He ran around the front of the car and opened my door for me. Hmm, he's cocky but has good manners, his father taught him well.
"Yeah, they do now." He nodded to the three black SUV's that drove past the grocery store on the way to the park in the middle of town.
So in the grocery store I was in one aisle looking at baking soda brands and Zach was standing behind me.
"Gallagher Girl." My ears perked up as I turned to face him.
"Why did you call me that?" I curiously asked.
"It fits you."
"It fits me?"
"Yeah, I'll explain it some other time. Now come on, let's go get some eggs for your school." His arm slipped past my waist on my right and grabbed two boxes of Arm & Hammer Baking Soda.
When Zach and I attempted to leave the grocery store at we see is people crowding the door waiting for us to walk out.
"Um Zach..?"
"Yeah?"
"How are we going to get out of the store?"
"Pretend you're trailing me but instead of staying 7 paces behind me you're going to be directly behind me. And follow my lead, walk quickly." He started to duck his head and take a step towards the doors. "Oh and Gallagher Girl?"
"Yeah?" I looked up and is blue eyes looked so clear.
"Please be careful, remember I'm a pop start and your an innocent school girl. That's our cover." Maybe I should have been taken back about him calling me innocent but he gave me this sincere concerned look that I knew I really had to stick to my cover. No knows I'm a spy. No one knows he's a spy.
"Okay"
"Wow!" I said as he got into his car, he had opened the door for me and I was already sitting in the car by the time he climbed in.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Anyway let's head back to your house. Is there like a secrete way to get to your school from your house?"
I smirked, "Duh! We're spies and family! There's a path through the woods but there's also a tunnel from the basement of my house to a back all way in Gallagher."
"Okay I'll come in with you."
"Actually could you stay at my house?"
"Awe come in Gallagher Girl! First you want me to come to the grocery store with you so I'm not at your house now you want me to stay there?"
"Well it is an all girls school..."
"You're right. Actually I'll probably talk to your dad and we'll head over to the set see if there's some stuff that I can get working with."
By this time we pulled into the garage at my house and I got out of the car. "Okay, I'll see ya later then, I'll probably go to set to get my papers for being an assistant"
He got a cocky smirk across his face and leaned against the door frame that I was standing in to walk into the kitchen from the garage. "I'd love for you to be my personal assistant."
I felt my face get a little warm, "I get who ever I'm assigned to." And with that I twirled around and walked towards the door that takes one to my finished basement.