Disclaimer: As much as I want to, I do not own the Gallagher Girls Series, or any of the original Gallagher Girls characters. That all goes to Ally Carter.

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Chapter 2

"H-hi." A woman said.

She was standing between the whole group.

She was wearing a white blouse with light blue woman's suit, and white heels. Her long dark brown hair was wavy and her brown eyes were gorgeous. She has light skin, she was 5 foot 6 inches, and she was 55 years old.

I know who it was, it was Grandma Solomon.

"Hello." I said.

"Hi, I'm you're Headmistress Solomon." She said, regaining herself.

"It's amazing to meet you Headmistress." I said.

That wasn't a lie, it was amazing to meet her.

She smiles softly.

"Thank you."

I nodded, smiling back at her.

"So, this is the famous Gallagher Institute." I said.

"That's right." A man said, stepping forward.

He was wearing a white buttoned down shirt, with black pants, and black dress shoes. He has dark brown hair with grey strikes, his green eyes were really dark and looked like they held no emotion. He has tan skin, he's 6 foot 1 inch, and 55 years old.

I look up at him with a smirk.

He blinks a little, before regaining himself.

"I'm Headmaster Solomon, and you two are Victoria and Isabelle?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I'm Tori and this is Izzy." I said, implying that we like to be called by our nicknames instead of our full name.

"Okay."

Izzy was being quiet. Too quiet.

"Do you girls want to have a grand tour of the building?" Grandpa Solomon asked us.

Then, as if Izzy read my brain, she finally talked.

"Of course." Izzy said.

Solomon looks over at Izzy before back at me.

"Alright, come on ladies." He said.

He turns away from us and some others turn with him.

Izzy and I share a look and feel people looking at us. Izzy and I look up to see a gentleman, and three woman looking down at us.

Our father Zachary Goode, Aunt Bex, Aunt Macey, and Aunt Liz.

Dad was wearing a white button down shirt, khaki pants, and had black dress shoes. He has dark brown wavy hair, with sparkly green emerald eyes. He has tan skin, he's 6 foot 2 inches, and 35 years old.

Aunt Bex was wearing a black and white stripped long sleeve shirt, black pants, with white heels. She has her black hair straightened, with her brown eyes as a good contrast with her caramel skin. She was 5 foot 8 inches, and 35 years old.

Aunt Macey was wearing a white blouse with a black tight skirt she has her black and white dotted pointed flats on. She has her dark brown hair curled with her gorgeous blue eyes. She has tan skin, she's 5 foot 8 inches, and 35 years old.

Aunt Liz was wearing a grey sweatshirt with black pants. She has light blonde hair that was chopped in a bob, she has blue eyes, light skin. She was 5 foot 1 inch, and she's 35 years old.

"Hello." I said stepping forward.

"Hi." Bex said.

"What are your names?" I asked, acting like I didn't already know.

"I'm Mrs. Winters, this is Mrs. Newman, and this is Mrs. Anderson, and finally Mr. Goode." Aunt Macey replied.

"It's nice to meet you." I said, reaching my hand to Macey.

Mom would have been proud.

Macey smiles at me.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Macey replies with some enthusiasm.

We shake hands and I smile wider.

Macey blinks with confusion.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Dad wouldn't stop starring at Izzy. I think it's because she's being so quiet and looking around the building. She has Mom's Chameleon side, being shy and quiet, but she is as good as a spy Mom was.

Bex looks over at Izzy after she noticed Dad staring at Izzy. Izzy was looking around the building.

"Hey, Iz?" I asked.

Izzy stopped and looked at me.

"Yeah?" Izzy asked.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Looking around."

I looked at her, kind of confused.

"Why?" I dared to ask her.

"I just feel attached already." Izzy said, shrugging.

I nodded understanding.

"Are you okay to go inside?"

Knowing Izzy she was going to be upset, but she kept her emotions away.

"Yes, of course." Izzy said.

All the other adults turned around and as they did that Izzy finally sent me a death glare.

I sighed before following her in.

Don't ruin this mission, Isabelle.


Grandma, Solomon, Townsend, Aunt Abby, Dad, Aunt Macey, Aunt Bex, and Aunt Liz were showing the school to Izzy and I.

Townsend was wearing a white button down shirt with grey suit, and black dress shoes. He has black wavy hair with some growing grey hair, and his dark blue eyes looked tired. He has tan skin, he's 6 foot 2 inches, and 56 years old.

Abby was wearing a black suit with a white buttoned down shirt, she had gold heels, and she has her dark brown hair curled. She has green eyes, and has porcleian skin. Abby is 5 foot 7 inches, and 50 years old.

"So, this is the staircase." Grandma said, like we didn't already know what it was.

Izzy rolls her eyes.

I was the only one who noticed, thankfully.

"So, what is your story?" Izzy asked, looking bored as she looked over to our grandmother.

Grandma gives Izzy a blank stare.

"Why do you ask?" Grandma asked.

"I was just wondering." Izzy said, shrugging her shoulders before turning around.

After a few minutes of more steps Izzy stopped on instinct.

She turned and looked at a wall.

We both knew that Gillian's sword was there, we knew because of Mom. But not all from Mom, also because it's the home of all the spies/geniuses, it's in our bones for us to know where things are.

"It's behind this wall." Izzy said, then walked towards the wall.

"Izzy. Stop." I said.

Izzy ignores me as she continues walking towards the brick wall.

Shoot!!!

"Excuse me, Isabelle. What are you doing?" Abby asked.

"Trying to find the brick to see the sword." Izzy answered.

Every one of their eyes widened. I'm pretty convinced that they think Izzy's crazy, and I wouldn't disagree on that one at all.

Izzy's hand went on the stone that Mom told us the sword would be if we ever came to the Gallagher Institute.

Izzy pressed the stone and it flipped to Gillian's sword.

"How did you know about the sword?" Bex asked.

Damnit Isabelle! We're on a damn MISSION! Now, they're going to be suspicious. I cursed to her mentally.

Judging by the emotions I'm feeling from her, I think she knew I was yelling at her. We're going to get in an argument later tonight.

I shook my head, I guess it's too late to back out now.

I look at Izzy and she nods slightly.

"Because, our mother told us about everything, we don't remember our life without the spies part." I said, walking forward.

"Ok, now, whose your mother?" Macey asked.

I looked at them anxiously but Izzy didn't even bat an eye.

I took a deep breath before replying simply.

"You know." I said.

Abby looks at me and Izzy, and realization hits her.

"Your—" Abby trails off with the look Grandma gave her.

Izzy steps forward standing beside me and studies everyone in turn.

"Please don't think we're crazy, but, our mother is Cameron Ann Morgan."

Everyone gives us a hard look.

"Whose your father?" Liz asked.

"Okay, that's a dumb question, Liz. I thought you were the new Einstein." I said.

Liz's eyes widen.

"You know my first name?"

"Yes, mom was your best friend, she told us all about you." I said, disregarding the fact that I might have hacked into the school status and found out even more stuff about them that mom didn't even tell us about yet.

Izzy then turns to the quiet man who was watching us with disbelief in his eyes.

"You want me to tell you who our father is?" Izzy asked.

Everyone looks at Izzy and Dad.

"Well, I'm looking at him."


Hi everyone, I know it's early for them to find out they're family, but there's a reason for that, and it'll all make since later on in the story.

Please tell me if you liked this chapter, I hope you did.

I know Izzy has a weird-ish personality but it's because of her emotions in the situation.

I hope you liked it, I'll be back with my next chapter soon.

Stay awesome y'all!

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