Enchanted

A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry I haven't updated! I know there shouldn't be any excuses, but I've been so busy with basketball and the concert and now I am writing for you while in pain, having just got my wisdom teeth out. Please forgive me! And review! Hope you like it! This is based on Enchanted by Taylor Swift, but I will not include lyrics and let's pretend they didn't meet the Blackthorne boys yet. Enjoy!

I sighed in defeat as I followed Bex, Liz, and Macey inside. Why did I let them talk me into this? I'm not the kind of girl who dresses up in sparkly blue ball gowns with silver high heels and does her hair up all fancy. I'm not the kind of girl who lets herself get dragged to some random party on the only Friday night in a long time that wasn't filled with homework and CoveOps assignments. I'm not the kind of girl who does any of this, really. I'm Cameron Morgan, Cam or Cammie to my friends. I go to the Gallagher Academy and my mother, Headmistress Morgan, is one of the best spies ever. I go to a school for spies. And now you see why I'm not the kind of girl who goes to secret dances on Friday nights, as I previously stated.

"Oh, it'll be fun Cam!" Liz had said, holding up a camera and hairbrush. Naïve Liz loved this kind of thing where she got to spend normal quality time with the three of us.

"Yeah, maybe you'll find that special guy tonight," Bex had nudged my shoulder and winked as she flipped through a couple dresses in the closet.

"It'll be great, you'll look a-ma-zing!" Macey had said the word in three syllables. And as much as I had protested and threatened to smear lipstick everywhere and create a fake crime scene, I had somehow ended up here, the same place I had met my old boyfriend a year ago. The same boyfriend who had been as foreign to me as possible since six months ago. I hadn't had another boyfriend since then.

I watched silently as Bex and Macey were quickly swept up by a pair of handsome guys, leaving just Liz and myself to wander around. I knew this was going to happen. I was going to be forced to pretend to have a good time for Liz as memories came back and I stood, alone while everyone else mingled and danced and hugged and kissed.

Liz pulled me out of my thoughts when she grabbed my arm and dragged me over towards a boy whom she introduced as Jonas. I plastered a fake smile on my face as I shook his hand, letting out a laugh here and there where it was appropriate , my mind already wandering as the forefront of it became tired of the same lonely place I remembered.

I wasn't sure if Liz could tell if I was being insincere, but if she did, she didn't show it. One of us was a better spy than I thought, I just didn't know who. I let my eyes wander and dance around the room, holding vacant stares that lasted for hardly a second with young men that happened to catch my eyes.

And then suddenly, I felt all my fakeness and loneliness disappear as my eyes landed on someone's emerald green ones way across the room.

The body was just a silhouette due to the lighting, but I already found myself being pulled towards it and the eyes locked on mine, searching to see if we had met before. It was almost…magical. And then suddenly, the figure was moving, moving towards me! I felt my heart begin to race a little faster until I realized that Jonas was also waving to the figure.

My heart dropped but was quickly saved again when the boy hardly acknowledged Jonas, only nodding to him and Liz before turning towards me, taking a hold on my elbow and edging away from Liz and Jonas a bit.

"Hi, I'm Zach. I don't believe we've met before," his smirk told me all I needed to know as I stared up into his captivating eyes.

"Why, no I don't believe we have. The name's Morgan, Cammie Morgan," I replied, continuing with the playfulness of the conversation, almost giggling at the fact that I sounded like someone from a James Bond movie.

I felt my shell disappearing as Zach and I continued to talk randomly, poking small fun at passerby and other attendees before the lights dimmed just a little bit more. And it was time.

"Can I have this dance?" Zach asked with a sweeping bow, continuing his end of the joke. I nodded and curtsied back with a laugh before taking his hand and letting him lead me out to the dancefloor, feeling myself blushing in the darkness as he set one hand on my, the other holding onto mine tightly as I let him lead me, relishing in the fact that it was kind of secretive, that he couldn't see my heart leaping towards his every move, my ears hanging on his every word. It was just…enchanting.

The night seemed to end too fast because at that moment, he was to rush out and I didn't even the chance to get his last name, let alone his phone number or contact information.

I sighed again, knowing my happiness was now over as I let Liz find me and lead me back over to Macey and Bex, who were happily holding onto slips of paper that no doubt held names and numbers.

We arrived back at Gallagher around 12:30, and I know Bex, Liz, and Macey fell right into a sound sleep, but I began to toss and turn. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I checked my clock and sighed. It was two 'o' clock in the morning and the only question in my head was who did this Zach love? Did he love me? I would give all I had to hear him at my door, to say he did love me and I almost started pacing if not for the other girls sleeping,

And then I finally threw my covers back and quietly exited the room, letting my frustrations vent out quietly as I entered the grand gall, wishing and hoping against hope that was only the first time I'd see him, not the last. I knew my mind and brain wouldn't shut up about him until I was able to talk to him again, it couldn't. It wasn't my nature to leave any question unanswered. Ever.

If only he hadn't let so soon, I could've told him how I felt, how I felt when I met him. And I'd know instead of sitting here, begging to the natures of the world that he wasn't in love with someone else or someone else wasn't waiting for him to see them.

I was just about to give up when I heard a knock, ever so quiet on the front door of the mansion, and my first thought was how could anyone get past the mansion's security? And then that thought led me to believe that it must be a good guy if they had gotten through without so much as a peep. Sighing, I walked slowly to the door, shaking my head clear of the thoughts that had just been going through them.

I practically danced to the door as my final thought disappeared, wanting to savor the memory even if I was doing it alone.

I regained my composure as my hand turned the knob and took a breath, ready to explain to a favulty member why I was up and out here so late. But I never had to. The moment I lifted my head, every single thing that had just happened came flooding back as I stared into the green eyes of the person that I had been enchanted to meet.

"Cam," Zach said softly as he gripped my hands gently in his own.

"Zach!" I said, my breath hitching. But I wasn't letting him go again without knowing. "What's your last name?"

"Goode," he said after chuckling for a moment. His hand moved through my hair delicately and I shivered pleasantly.

"Why are you-" he cut me off by putting a finger to my lips.

"I'm here to tell you that I can't stop thinking about you and never want to." With that, Zach Goode kissed me. And I was wonderstruck.

A/N: So, I know it s bit rushed and not my best, but I hope you guys like it! Please review!