Chapter 7! Are you excited? I'm excited.
So thanks for reading my story.
Quote of the day:
"So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them"
~The Perks of Being A Wallflower
Turns out my mission is to catch two bombs dealers providing weapons to one of the terrorist groups against the CIA.
I won't go into much detail, but they have some nasty plans up their sleeves for us. Basically, Zach and I have to get close to them and befriend them, then turn them in and trace the group from the line of weapons and what we can get out of interrogation. Simple, easy to remember. So we're flying to South Dakota.
In the morning I spend about an hour packing and getting ready. I give myself the highlights and cut long bangs then put in grey contacts. I throw on minimal makeup and comfortable airplane clothes. I mean…it's not like I have anyone to impress, right? Yeah. Right.
I drive to the airport and get there with 18 minutes and 31 seconds to spare. The process of getting on the plane and ready to leave goes by smoothly and without much excitement. I take my seat and see Zach.
He has his hair done slightly different and his naturally gorgeous dark brown eyes have an unusual spark in them. He's wearing jeans and a maroon t-shirt, and-unfairly- looks incredibly hot. Apparently he got a hold of Dr. Fibs Fast-Healing Turbo cream, cause he's Goode as new. He doesn't even have the cast anymore.
"Hey Alia!" Zach says with a bright smile. When he reaches me, he wraps me in a hug, which makes me frown in confusion. And then, get this, he kisses my forehead.
"Za-"I start to say.
"Drew. My name is Drew. I'm your boyfriend. Remember honey?" He says sweetly, sliding his arm around my waist.
Oh. We're under cover. I knew that. My mission and cover began right when I got to the airport.
Okay, so now I'm deeply in love with Zach...again.
But not for real, of course. I mean, we're professionals.
"Would all passengers please take their seats now, we will be taking off shortly, thank you." A cheery voice announces from unseen speakers near our heads.
I blow hair out of my face in a very unattractive way and Zach gives me another one of those incredibly sweet smiles.
I lean over to give him a kiss on the cheek like a good fake girlfriend, but at the last second Zach turns his head so I kiss him. Right on the lips. For the first time in...months. Damn I missed this…I miss him..
I stop that thought immediately. I can't allow myself to think like that. He's a cheater.
I blush right under the lips of one of the most gorgeous guy spies in history that I totally, completely do not have any mushy feelings for.
But I am in character so after we break apart I grab his face in my hands and kiss him again, but deeper. This is acting, remember?
The plane takes off and we 'buckle up for safety!' Ugh.
I'm looking through our movies on demand and can feel Zach shooting me confused looks.
Does he think the kiss was real?
He totally thinks it was real.
I'm not going to hear the end of it tonight.
Well I might as well sit back and enjoy for the time being.
At the hotel I'll have a heck of an evening thanks to Zachary Goode.
Fantastic.
Did you see that?! Did you see the Zammie and whatnot? THAT'S RIGHT. IT'S LIKE PREGO. IT'S IN THERE. The next one will have more though. Guess what that means?
Ah, yes, reviews from you fine people.
Later, lovelies.
~Alli
