Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while...just sort of busy.
"You're the Chameleon?" Zach asks surprised once the eyes of the entire school are off of us. Well almost off of us, it's nearly impossible for a boy in an all girls school to not be gawked at.
"Yeah," I smirk, "Is that a problem?"
"It's just that Blackthorne taught us to fear the Chameleon," Zach smirks, "I guess they were wrong."
"They're not over that stolen alumni list yet are they?"
Zach's green eyes widen in shock, "Wait what?"
"Oh nothing," I say with innocence and walk off with Bex to get food.
"Today we have a CoveOps field trip, be sure to..." Uncle Joe drones on as Bex, Zach, and I sit in the back. Bex and I are scarfing down fifths of the waffles from breakfast. My stomach is about to burst, but it's not everyday that the former chef for the president cooks for you. Zach is sitting next to me with his head down on the desk in front of him sleeping. Many girls keep turning around and giggling at the sight of Zach sleeping. I don't blame them, Zach looks cute when he sleeps. His smirk is replaced with an innocent little smile and his black hair is matted to his forehead.
"...I expect all of you to be ready and waiting for me outside in 5 minutes," Uncle Joe says as the girls dart out of their seats, "Cammie, I have a special task for you guys."
"You mean, we're not just accessing the techniques of the brush passes?" I say excited to get out of it. It's really boring, not to mention that they're really slow at it.
"That was what I was going to have you do, but seeing as there are three of you, I have decided to give you guys your own practice."
"And turn," I say as we approach the park in the middle of Roseville.
Our practice was to lose our tail, Bex. The difficult part was that we weren't allowed to have any disguises on.
Zach groans, "Can't we just call it a day and sleep?"
"Tempting...but Joe takes this stuff seriously," I sigh.
Zach wraps his arm around my shoulder, "Let's make this fun then. Why don't we go to the movies?"
"That's the first place Bex will look." I sigh, "We need someplace that's obviously in plain sight."
At the moment we round the corner and see the Roseville Lake, "I think we found the location." Zach smiles.
At the lake, we find a stand up paddle boarding rental shack. We rent one each and go out into the middle of the lake.
"Perfect place to sleep," I groan and start to lay down on the board to sleep. Zach is suspiciously quiet. Then, all of a sudden my board is flipped and I find myself submerged in water.
I sputter up pissed, "You're going to get it." I swim to his board and shake him off of it. He falls into the water. I dunk him and get back on my paddle board. I start to paddle and right as I gain speed, Zach tips over my board again. Irritated, I stay underwater to pretend that I'm drowning. That'll teach him. I sink deeper and deeper into the lake and after 1 minute and 23 seconds a muscular arm wraps around my waist and pulls me up to the surface.
"Gallagher Girl, are you okay?" Zach asks with fear in his voice. Without even waiting a second, Zach's lips are on mine giving me mouth to mouth CPR.
I smile and link my arms around his neck and turn the CPR into a kissing session. After about 2 minutes, Zach pulls back and dunks me.
"ZACH!" I screech.
"Don't do that to me again Cammie!" Zach exclaims back, "You scared me!"
"Come on...You didn't actually believe me, did you?" He is a trained spy after all, he should be able to detect a fake drowning situation. Besides, I was only under water for less than 2 minutes.
Zach smirks, "No."
I laugh.
Suddenly a jet ski rides up among side of us and the passenger says in a British accent, "You have been compromised."