Yes I know, you probably all hate me but I'm terrible at updating. I'm currently have a "fanfiction updating party" with LoveBooks14. So…yeah it's working out well! Anything in just plain italics was written by LoveBooks14

It was a small old building that looked like it had been through World War 2 but I already liked it! There were strings of white Christmas lights strung up everywhere and polished wooden tables crouched everywhere. The bar in the front was packed with people and a chalk board in the shape of a cow proclaimed the day's specials.

Bex and I waited to be seated, and Bex even managed to flirt with the waiter. During the time they were exchanging numbers I began surveying our surroundings. There was a couple to our left, like looked my ages, well to be honest I couldn't tell what they looked like. They were too busy making out to really see their faces. I am surprised that they were still alive, considering that they haven't come up for air in exactly 2 minutes and 5 seconds. They was a girl with her dog, jogging down the street. There was a man talking loudly on a cell phone and typing madly into a small MacBook. "I am pressing 5 and it is still not doing anything! NO! Please-don't-yes I will hold," I overheard. Liz could have that fixed in 30 seconds flat. Then finally I saw him.

He was standing there, brushing some of his brown hair out of his bright green eyes. He was fairly tall with broad shoulders and he was smirking seductively at the pretty blonde cashier. I rolled my eyes, irritated, he matched the CIA's description perfectly, not that I expected him not to!

Bex chocked on her smoothie, sitting there sputtering for a moment. I was actually surprised; she never flipped out over guys. Plus, Zach wasn't really her type1 but then I actually noticed the boy standing next to Zach. His grin reached all the way up to his blue eyes as he leaned on the counter. His wavy black hair was pretty attractive, and that's coming from me!

"Greek god." she whispered.

"He's Grant, right. We read his file, remember?"

"Ugh," Bex muttered. "He's a recruit of the circle of Cavan too. One of Zach's best friends."

"Yep, okay we need to get this over with. I-"

"Come on Cam, you know you're going to enjoy this!" she winked.

I sighed but leaned forward in my chair, grabbing my triple berry smoothie as I sauntered over to the counter, followed closely by Bex.

"Hey," I smiled. Using the smile the smile that many have told me would make any one melt. The blonde cashier immediately stopped giggling like a four year old. It was quite obvious that Zach was not going to give me the time of day that was until Grant elbowed him in the stomach and nodded to me.

"Hi," Zach said, finally looking at me.

"I'm Sabrina and you are?" I said seductively. Leaning over past him and setting my drink down .making it clear I was interested.

He smirked at me alluringly and propped his elbow up on the counter, leaning towards me. "I'm Jake, and you must be new around here. I never forget a gorgeous face."

The cashier snorted and stalked off while I just smiled flirtatiously. Over my shoulder I could hear Bex and grant "mingling".

"That's funny; you don't look much like a Jake."

"Then, what do I look like?"

I was torn between saying he looked like a Zach and keeping my cover. The CIA training I'd received kicked in and I answered, "I'm not sure just not a Jake."

We talked for a while longer and our conversation went for a while and I noticed grant and Bex slipping out together. When we eventually parted ways we had secured a date for tomorrow at 1:30 to go see Iron Man 3 in theaters. I was pretty proud of myself. We'd even swapped numbers!

I got a text from Bex like an hour later. I'd just been sitting around awkwardly on a park bench seeing as she was my ride. [I'd contemplated hot wiring her car several time but figured the cons outweighed the pros]

Hey, srry about tht- Grant and I got a little… caught up and lost track of time

Yea! Ive been sittin on a park benchfor an hour. I swear ive been hit on by lke 10 guys- ur lucky I didn't hot wire ur car

Yeahhhhh Ill explain when I get there

U at the park

Yeah

B there soon- srry Cam

Yeah yeah yeah

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Bex pulled up in her red and black Range rover after what seemed like eons but was really only ten minutes. I hopped in the passenger seat and gave just about the most accusing stare I've ever given anyone.

She looked rather embarrassed but recovered by saying casually, "well at least I'm not pregnant."

She pressed down onto the gas and we drove off towards "HQ" as we had the most awkward conversation ever {well… besides the Birds and the Bees… nothing can beat that.]