AN: Okay, I am aware how insanely short this is but I hope you enjoy this all the same!
Cammie POV-
Zach. Zach. Zach. My heart was pumping in rhythm with my thoughts as I sprinted through the halls of Gallagher. I was getting weird looks from the few girls who had not made it took breakfast yet and the ones that left early (though why anyone would ever do that I have no idea). I paid them no attention, my head was much to full of Zach to care about anything else. I burst through the last set of doors before the set of doors that would gain me entrance to the grand hall. I glanced above the door, while taking a very short break to catch my breath. French- France Lovely, one of the romance languages. Without wasting another moment, I shoved open the doors of the grand hall.
I did not realize that this moment would be remembered for years afterwards, that I would become just as famous as Gilly herself within Gallagher, that I would become a legend. Or, as I should say, half of a legend. As I stood in the doorway, every head in the hall turned toward me and all talking stopped, the room was completely still and silent. My eyes scanned the room for the one face that mattered. Within seconds I found him. He was standing at the opposite end of the hall, he must have been leaving before I stormed in. At the moment though he was frozen, just as everyone else was, waiting for me to move.
Forgetting all composure and etiquette I had learned in my life, I broke out running towards him. He had just enough time to open his arms before I Jumped into them and wrapped my arms around his neck. I squeezed as tightly as I could, making sure he was real and not going to disappear.
"Vous êtes un idiot. Chaque bon espion sait écouter les conversation ensemble avant de partir!" He smiled sheepishly at me. And then I kissed him. I kissed him if front of the entire school, teachers, and my mother! So much for being the chameleon.
"Vous êtes un idiot, mais je t'aime quand meme."
"Je t'aime trop." I heard a series of awes fill the hall. I smiled. I didn't even care that I was out in the open, he was here with me. And then I kissed him again.
AN: I know how short it is. Please review and here are the translations:
"Vous êtes un idiot. Chaque bon espion sait écouter les conversation ensemble avant de partir!" = You are an idiot. Every good spy know to listen to the entire conversation before leaving!
"Vous êtes un idiot, mais je t'aime quand meme."= You are an idiot, but I love you any way.
"Je t'aime trop."= I love you too.