Sorry this took so long! But, GG6 has a title and cover! (And yes, Ally revealed it!) The link to the cover (UK link is on there too) is on my profile, so check that out if you want. There is also a link to a mega excerpt on there. And the title is UNITED WE SPY!
Not really sure of the official release date, BUT, I do know that for Kindle it comes out on September 17. I think it should come out on that date for all too. Anyway, the first thing one summary of the book said (not sure where I read it) was: Who will live to see graduation?
I think she should have named it United We Cry.
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IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE GALLAGHER GIRLS, ONLY THE PLOTLINE. And this story is rated T for a reason- though it may not have lemons/smut, it still might have a darker side to it and there might be limes, but definitely heavy romance. I do not personally think it is enough to change the rating to M, as nothing majorly graphic is described, but you have been warned.
Think that's it, so I hope you like this chapter, little treasures! Oh and one more thing, yup, there's more, I'm probably going to start adding the times and possibly the locations for every chapter because each POV might be happening at the same time as another (it will make more sense once you read it) so I don't want to cause any confusion.
Okay, thanks for those who read this entire thing, and NOW we're onto the chapter! Beginning starts off a bit questionably, but it just builds up for what happens later.
Bex POV: 11 PM; The Boys' Dorm-Grant's Bed
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Grant, are you okay?"
He came up from under the covers, and I could've sworn there was a faint blush dancing across his cheeks.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Well, you just screamed like a little girl."
As an afterthought, I mocked in a baby voice, "Are you scared of the movie?"
He mumbled something that appeared unintelligible.
"What did you say?"
He whispered something, but I still couldn't hear him.
"Grant?"
"Okay! Her nails are hideous. How can she live with herself?" I didn't fail to notice that he was still blushing, probably getting even redder now.
I chuckled.
Ten minutes later, we heard a scream coming from the woods. I whipped my head to Grant.
"Did you hear that?" I asked.
"No…what?"
There was another hair-raising scream, only this time, louder.
"There it is again, Grant. How can you not hear that?"
"That I heard."
We just stared at each other in silence, unsure of what to do.
"It's probably nothing, Bex," Grant finally said.
"What do you mean it's nothing? How could that be nothing?" I snapped.
"Bex, calm down. Stuff like this happens all the time in those woods- it's probably the seniors."
"And if it isn't? What if it's the…" my voice trailed off, unable to finish that sentence without giving anything away.
"The what, Bex?"
The CU.
"Nothing. You're right, it's probably nothing," I quickly said.
He nodded and then turned his head back to the screen. I, however could not shake that thought out of my mind. What if they had Cammie? What if they finally got their hands on Macey?
If she got her hands on Macey, we might as well commit suicide.
"Um, Grant, I'm going to go down to the library and ask Liz a question really quick, 'kay?"
"Alright."
First, I ran back to my dorm. I quickly reached into Cammie's secret candy hideout and pulled out a messy bundle of wrinkled clothing.
I slipped out of my PJs and put on the black jumpsuit. I crept over to the window and scanned the area-the woods- below. Nothing peculiar.
Someone stirred on the bed beside me. I turned around and saw Macey. She cautiously opened one eye, and then opened the next. Blinking a few times to adjust to the light, I noticed her eyes were puffy and her face tear stricken. She must have realized this, as she reached over to her bedside table and picked up her mirror.
"Macey, are you okay?" It was a dumb question for a spy, but right now I needed to be a friend. A sister.
"Y-yes," she choked out. Then, she looked at the bed next to her- Liz's bed- and sighed. "No."
I sat down on the edge of her bed. "What happened?"
"…"
"Macey? Did Liz have something to do with it? She made you mad or something?"
"Liz is the angel, I'm the demon," she whispered.
"So then what happened?"
Macey looked out the window. I thought this was some clue and suddenly changed my mind of my theory before coming here. Maybe Cammie wasn't the one in trouble, maybe it was Liz. With Cammie there was no huge rush-she could obviously hold her own until help came, even with her still injured body-but with Liz…I didn't even want to think of that.
"She's not…dead…right?"
Even though I didn't use names, Macey knew who I was talking about. She shook her head, causing relief to flow through me immediately.
There was another sharp scream, and I turned to Macey. She had a tear flowing down her cheek, completely oblivious to what just happened. Or maybe she did hear it, but just didn't care.
I finally asked her. She just looked at me, assumed a vacant look, and asked, "What noise?"
I stared at her. She just looked past my shoulder. I turned around and saw she was staring at another one of Liz's things-her backpack this time.
When I turned back around, she was biting her lip, trying to prevent the sobs and wallows she held in.
"She found out, didn't she?"
I didn't get an answer. Well, I didn't get an answer until five minutes and thirty seconds later, when Macey was able to talk more.
"She knows they want me."
XXX
11:10-THE WOODS
When I finally got into the woods, I hid behind a bush. I heard footsteps coming my way, so I knew I was in the right place. To kill time, I thought about Macey's troubles.
Liz was the closest to her out of us three. Sure, Macey was the meanest to her when she came to Gallagher, but Liz was patient. She gave Macey a chance, and now, they stuck together like glue. While Cam and I would go train or cause mischief, they would go watch a movie or study. If I ever had to lose Cam, or any of the girls, I would go crazy. I felt bad for both Liz and Macey. Liz because she felt betrayed and shocked. She also just learned of a terrorist group. (Well, at least I think she didn't know of it before.) And Macey because she just lost a best friend. Not to mention that said terrorist group had something on her.
I peered above the bushes and saw nothing. Trying to move my mind from my feuding friends, I realized we might still be in the game, Macey had said that Liz knows that the CU wants her with them, not that she was recruited yet. We still had time to save Macey. I needed to find Liz.
Looking around for escape routes, I found a perfect clearing to the library. I just had to take the bushes to the tree, then quickly run to the cherry blossoms, and ride the current to the fountain. From there I could just go with the girls who had the night P&E.
A flawless plan…Well, almost flawless. When I was about to run to the cherry blossoms, a cold hand formed a tight grip on my hand. They spun me around and I, Bex Baxter, nearly shrieked. The person holding me pinned me on the tree. They wore a navy blue hoodie and had a baby faced mask. The mask wasn't what scared me-it was what was behind it.
Those eyes.
The piercing, icy cold blue eyes.
The familiar blue eyes that matched a too innocent face to make me believe it.
So maybe that's why I was sent flying all the way to Blackthorne grounds.
Grant POV 11:30 PM- P&E BARN
I walked outside to start some late night training for our physical exams at the end of the semester. Jonas says that it's the only test I can ace. I saw a crowd of freshman boys who were starting their class crowd around something. I walked up to one of them.
"Hey Donny. What's up?" I asked, gesturing to the crowd.
"Um, your girlfriend's unconscious."
I stopped breathing. "What?"
"Rebecca Baxter? She looks like she's been knocked cold for half an hour at the most."
I pushed past him and all the other boys. I gently picked her up and saw a big gash across her face and her black jumpsuit was torn, revealing another red gash on the strip of her back. I knew I should have worried when she wasn't back after ten minutes.
I carried her bride's style all the way to my room, and then placed her on the bed. I stared at her.
Suddenly, I remembered some medicine that Zach brought back to school when Cammie returned from the CIA Hospital. The trustees had allowed her to bring some because they said she might have black outs. And of course, Zach gave it to her to wake her up.
But where did he hide it? That was the hard part here.
I searched through all his drawers. Nothing. I checked under all the furniture. Still nothing. I was about ready to tear this place apart when I mentally slapped myself for being such an idiot. Zach's box.
I placed my palms on the opposite sides of the wall, then my left leg a couple inches below my left hand. I pushed myself up and added the right leg, then slowly climbed to the corner of the wall.
Zach had received this box when he was about four years old and learned of his destiny to be a spy…and an assassin. His dad gave it to him to pass down a Goode family heirloom. A couple years later, he died. Zach always mentions that there were special things left in there. And of course, to Zach, anything special was Cammie related. So he obviously guarded that thing with his life, despite the fact everybody knows he keeps it in the same spot as his dad did.
But luckily, Zach forgot to put on the sensors when he left today.
I reached in and felt around for the box in the wall. It wasn't that difficult to find. I quietly jumped down then opened the box, searching around for the little bottle of pills.
How I managed to force them down her throat, I do not know. I just remember her waking up, rubbing her head.
"Bex, are you okay?" I said in a whisper. I didn't want to scare her, after all.
She nodded slightly and rubbed the back of her head. She looked okay-no scratches or bruises- but on the inside, I could tell she felt broken. She even shed a tear. That was the moment I knew. That was the moment I learned that even Bex Baxter, my British Bombshell, had her moments.
"Bex?"
"I finally know what Macey meant," she said in a weird voice. It was like you were speaking in a monotone but your voice was cracking.
A single tear flowed down her cheek again. Something was definitely wrong.
"What was Macey right about?" I pressed.
"I can't tell you," she responded in that same voice.
"Where are my clothes?" she asked after a moment of silence.
"Your pajamas? Liz brought them over," I said, handing her the pink with black lace mini gown, along with the little shorts that go with it.
"Thanks," she whispered quietly.
"No problem."
"C-can I sleep here tonight? Please?"
I nodded. It probably had something to do with Macey.
I was finally falling asleep when Bex started to kiss me. It was out of nowhere, that kiss, but let me tell you, it was hot.
"Grant," she began after we pulled apart, "I've been through hell and back this night. I can't handle it any longer."
I widened my eyes. "You mean you wanna…"
"Yes."
"O-okay."
She planted another kiss on me, more passionate this time. I pulled away for air, and then left a trail of kisses down her neck. She nibbled on my ear.
When things started to get more intense, I asked her, "Am I your first?"
She blushed, signaling that I was.
"You sure you want to do this?"
Bex nodded bravely. She kissed me again and I didn't wait to respond. We got under the covers and I made her mine all night. She would be mine forever and always.
Liz POV- 11 PM SECRET PASSAGEWAY
Life sucked. It killed everybody and broke innocent people, tearing up their hopeful spirits. It betrayed you and stabbed you in the back, even when all you've done was try to be good. It was not something joyous or a miracle. What's so great about something if all it does is take away rare happiness you found and made you go insane?
I once thought she was life-full of life- when I had a different view on it.
Now, I still thought the same, but knew the true definition of it- not what those dictionaries tell you.
Macey McHenry was life.
Because right from the beginning, all she was ever going to do was cause trouble.
Since the start, she got her way, even if it wasn't the first time she tried something. It's the end result that counts. And she always got her way.
Not this time.
XXX
I sat in the corner of the secret passageway Macey and I would always go to for our work on the CU. And this whole time, she was with them. For some reason, I kept coming back to this place. It pained me to-especially considering the fact that I hadn't taken down the pictures we put up or all our research. When the time comes, I'll probably just flush it down the toiled.
After all, that's what happened with Macey.
I didn't know how to tell Cammie- heck, I couldn't even tell myself that it was true.
A loud noise outside disturbed my thoughts. A sharp, piercing scream rang through my ears. I immediately jumped up and peered through the window into the woods. There had to be someone there.
And there was.
Or, to put it more correct, were.
One of them, I needed to see. The other, I needed to avoid.
I decided to see the worker first. She kept running and tripping over air for a few times, before a panicked look took over her face. Now, it seemed as if she was talking to people. I craned my neck to see who, but I was only able to identify the worker.
It had to be Catherine-aka Missy.
Catherine was probably the one who was sent to retrieve the key from me.
I patted my pocket for reassurance that it was still there. But who was Catherine talking to if it wasn't me?
I cocked my head to the other side of the woods, where somebody was being pinned to a tree. Squinting, I saw that it was Bex.
And the person holding her was the leader, recently unmasked as Macey.
I knew that the leader would always be in this school, but why would she be in uniform? At our last meeting, Macey told me she would sent someone- Catherine- to get the key while she planned something.
I was starting to confuse myself on this whole shenanigan, so I just had to obey orders. While I dropped off Bex's clothes with Grant at their dorm, I hoped that Macey was telling the truth- that everything will return to normal after the key is back in their hands. I didn't even know the purpose of the key, but I just knew it had to be delivered.
I quickened my pace and ran to the site in question. However, when I neared Catherine, I skidded to a stop.
Macey wasn't going to win this time-I was through with that.
Gripping the key tighter, I spun on my heels and ran to where Macey and Bex were. The only problem was, when I got there, they were gone.
By instinct, I looked up. In our dorm, I caught the blue eye with too much eyeliner and mascara running down her eyelids. She slammed the curtains shut immediately, and I heard some noises up there.
I looked down on the floor. There was a note laying there, about to fly away. I stomped on it.
After I finished reading it, the tears couldn't help but fall. I tried to make it stop- there was no use in crying over that monster.
I knew Macey McHenry was a demon, but I didn't think she would be a crazy demon.
Zach POV- 11 PM Blackthorne Woods
"Mom?" Cammie whispered to me dumbfounded.
I nodded my head, sill ashamed Cammie had to find out like this. I knew my mom was an assassin, but I never knew she worked for the same group that was chasing after Cammie.
"Mom this is Cammie. My girlfriend. But I'm guessing you already know her," I said, narrowing my eyes.
"We've met," Cammie and my mom deadpanned in perfect unison.
"And on various occasions, too," my mother added.
"Okay Mom, let's cut to the chase- what do you want? Why are you even here?"
"I find this very rude, Zachary. What, a mother can't even visit or check up on her own son?"
"Not when that mother is you."
"Um, Zach, maybe you shouldn't have said that," Cammie whispered to me, adjusting her black bow.
"See, your little girlfriend agrees with me."
"Cammie, stop trying to make a good first impression with her. She already knows the spy side of you and doesn't really care about the girl side."
"Ouch. That hurt, Zach."
"Well, Mother, it just so happens you ruined our date so I think you should just leave. Now."
"Zach, if it were that simple, us Cac- I mean CU-ers- wouldn't even be chasing after her."
Cammie pulled her sweater even tighter.
"Then make it that simple. Come on, Cam, let's go."
"I love you."
I let go of Cammie. My mother had never in her life said those three words to me and meant it. She said it in a teasing way and even mad way (don't ask), but never with true meaning.
I would have gone to help Cammie off the floor, but I just turned to my mom.
"Then why are you doing this to me? I had to watch helplessly as Cammie- one of the few things that made me happy- suffered from the hands of you."
"I only want what's best for you," my mother said in Russian.
"Then why cause me pain?" I countered back in the same language.
"Pardon my overprotectiveness but I know something about her,' she began while pointing to Cammie, who was still on the floor, "that you don't."
"Every human has their flaws and Cammie is more kept together than me, if that's what you are trying to contradict."
"I don't completely approve."
"When did this even turn into an argument of whether or not I can date Cammie?"
"Not to bother anybody, but you guys do know that Gallagher teaches every known language, right?" Cammie mumbled in Russian, finally standing up and patting her now dirty white dress.
I was shocked to see a sincere smile on my mom's face. "I know, sweetie."
Of course, she had to ruin it and continue. "I was there for six years."
I buried my face in my hands, not bothering to see Cammie's expression.
A twig snapped and we heard a soft thud. My mom turned around and had a frustrated look on her face when she faced us again.
"Okay, the real reason I came to look for somebody. Now, where's Elizabeth Sutton?"
Cammie and I exchanged stunned glances.
My mom checked her watch.
"Okay, just tell her th-"
"It's right here, ma'am. It's in the box," Liz panted, stepping out of nowhere. Her blonde hair was swooshed by the wind and flew across her face.
"Thank you."
She turned to leave and Liz clutched something tightly behind her back when my mother looked our way one last time.
"And Zach? It wasn't me torturing Cammie. It wasn't me."
With that, she disappeared. Moments later, Mr. Solomon, Abigail Cameron, and Edward Townsend came rushing.
"Are you guys okay?"
We all nodded. They started asking Cammie some questions and Liz pulled me aside.
"I need to tell you something."
"Hold on for a second. What did you give my mom?"
"Catherine is your mother?"
"Yeah," I said, looking at my shoes.
"She talks about you all the time."
I looked up, a small smile on my face.
"Anyway, you know how I'm trying to stop this CU thing? Well, I found this key in my room and I gave her a fake one," she paused to show me the key behind her back, "but I don't know what it does. However, we have an even bigger problem."
"What is it?"
"First, are you accepting my offer?"
I sighed. A couple of days ago, Liz popped into my room and announced that she needed some new people to help her with this terrorist group. I told her I would think about it, but I never did.
So I just went by instinct when I conceded.
"Great!" she chirped. But her smile soon feel as we returned back to the topic.
She broke our eye contact and stared at her hands. "I know who the CU Leader is."
"Who?"
"Macey."
I widened my eyes.
Liz opened her mouth to speak more, but Cammie came over with a perplexed look on her face.
"Guys, can you come here?" Her voice was shaking and hands trembling.
Liz and I looked at each other, wondering what was going on. Cammie's eyes pleaded for us to come.
"Aunt Abby, can you show Liz and Zach the note please? Maybe they can figure out what it means."
I held the piece of paper and Liz stood on her toes to see, balancing herself by holding on to my shoulders. She soon snatched the paper out of my hand and sunk back to her feet.
"Liz?" Cammie asked hopefully.
"It says that there are more of them," she said in a freaky monotone.
"More of who?" Cammie and I questioned in harmony.
"The CU. There are more of them and they are coming to get us."
Liz's monotonous voice never faltered.
"Maybe we should get out of here and let them talk it out, Abigail," Edward mumbled.
All three of the adults left, but we knew that they were at the corner listening.
"Liz, what were you going to tell me earlier?" I whispered into her ear when Cammie went to pick up her necklace.
"Which thing? We obviously need to meet to devise some plans, but you already knew that. If you meant Macey related, then-"
"Hey Liz," Cammie interrupted.
"Yeah?"
"Where's Macey? I haven't seen her all evening."
I held my breath.
Liz had a spine-chilling flicker in her eyes and I knew she was going to make her intonation even stronger and bloodcurdling.
"She went to a mental asylum."
Anybody expect that?
So, this is my first time ever with Catherine, and I wanted to make her cryptic, so we don't know whether she is evil or not. But like I said last time, things are about to get crazier now.
And the Grant/Bex scene, like I said, was not graphic at all- I don't really like to write smut. But we have one love scene down, will there be any more? Was this one even good?
Now then, I am completely unsure of how you feel of this chapter. I had the next three chapters planned, but all three of those files got deleted. I was bummed because this chapter was really great the first time I wrote it.
So, one last thing, I am on summer vacation next week! I actually have a duet this weekend for competition, and then I am starting full time ballroom dancing (I used to only take one month but now that I am 13 I am old enough to do it full time). I also have to practice my violin stuff on top of other things. So busy, busy week!
Then, I am also starting about two new stories and continuing another one. This fic is coming to an end soon, but I hope that you will follow me on some of my new journeys. There is a poll on my profile and other info about me and my stories, plus links. So check that out please!
Okay, drop me a review on the way out and tell me how you feel about this! Thank you!
xxxLizxxx