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Chapter 2: Soda Pop

I walked into town pretending to laugh with Hailey, eventually turning into real laughter. It was during a fair and I felt a sudden jolt as I realized it was just like my mom's story. Maybe I was going to find a guy. Then I realized the relationship would be hopeless, and got disappointed. Leanna and Whitney were over by the movies eating popcorn and looking at what movie to watch. I walked over to them and they smiled.

"So which will be the lucky guy?" Hailey asked waggling her eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes, "There won't be a lucky guy, I'm like my mom, invisible," I replied rolling my eyes. "Your mom invisible?" Whitney said with a snort, "Your mom is totally hot, and I say this in the non-creepy way, and I think Mr. Solomon thinks so too." My eyes bugged out, "NO! He totally has the hots for my Great-Aunt Abigail, and he was her teacher and teachers and students shouldn't be together, it's like chocolate and feet, helpful but put them in the same sentence and it sounds weird," I said defensively. Leanna giggled, "Well maybe Mr. Smith has it in for her," she said and I punched her.

"Hey, she hurts herself enough without you adding to it," Hailey said punching me. I laughed and a group of guys walked over. "Hey," They said winking at us. One of them stood kind of shy and looked at me an awful lot. Which is weird since I was standing next to Hailey and Whitney, the future supermodel/spy girls of America. Hailey elbowed me in the side and I pressed my heel into her foot and she whimpered slightly her eyes watering. "She has bad allergies," I said when they gave us a weird look.

"I'm Justin," the shy boy said finding some courage. Hailey and Whitney burst out laughing, "Sorry, sorry, nothing just I'm a little blonde today and I just got a joke I heard an hour ago," Whitney covered. I shot her a glare at the term dumb blonde. "Wanna go for a walk?" he asked me, I nodded and walked away from my friends to walk with Justin. I heard Mr. Solomon's voice in my comms unit. "Morgan, what is three things a spy should never do on a mission?" I thought about what he just said and realized I had to answer without Justin noticing. "Excuse me," I said and stepped away pretending to throw away a tissue that I happened to have in my pocket. "Step away from their agents with a threat, tell personal information, and reveal their identity as a spy," I said and heard him tell me I was incorrect. Whitney answered, "Reveal their identity as a spy, lose their cover, and lose sight on person you are tracking." She was correct and I knew it.

My mom was going to be disappointed. I walked back to Justin and saw him talking to some other girl. Apparently her name was Deidra. I set my eyes in a glare, he was definitely not my Josh. I decided to pass the time by tailing random people. I walked over to the fair and Mr. Solomon spoke through the comms unit, "Whitney, Hailey, Morgan, and Leanna, a man in a blue baseball cap with a red beard is drinking a coke by the library, go find the bottle," he started, "Time to redeem yourself Morgan, get this and I won't tell your mom."

I set off to find the coke bottle. The man had set it down on the table and was talking to some lady about the art of beards. I don't know how much weirder a conversation could get. I tailed that guy everywhere, he really could move. He got cotton candy, he went on the Ferris wheel, and he talked to random people. SERIOUSLY STOP TALKING WEIRD DUDE! Finally he finished his coke. He threw it in the garbage and walked off. I walked quickly to the garbage and pretended to throw away something but instead I grabbed the coke. I was walking toward the library where Mr. Solomon was when I dropped the bottle. It rolled and was stopped by a guy's foot.

"Is this yours?" the guy asked. I nodded and he handed it back to me. He stared at me and smiled, "I'm Mathew," he said and put out his hand. I smiled and shook his hand, "Mor- Cameron," I said. I don't know why I told him my name was Cameron, maybe I felt giving my real identity was bad. I'm pretty sure Mr. Solomon heard me. "Well it's nice to meet you Miss Morcameron," He said and tipped his hat. I smiled, "And you," I replied and stepped away toward the library. Then I gave Mr. Solomon the bottle, "Nice job Morcameron," Mr. Solomon teased me with a chuckle. My face burnt bright red. Ugh, that was annoying.

That night I told my friends all about my little meeting and they all had me do a play by play. I didn't mind I liked talking about it. Maybe Hailey was right. Maybe the old adage was right, History does repeat itself. Let's just hope I don't end up naming my baby girl Goode.

Two Days Later:

Okay so my mom used to have this tradition with my grandma where she would have dinner on Sunday with her. So now of course I have Sunday dinner with my mom. My mom was a pretty good cook, she could make pasta, and chicken, and well anything frozen. My dad had taught me to cook when I was little so at least history couldn't repeat that error. I told my mom all about meeting the boy, "So what is his name?" she asked taking a spoonful of pasta off her plate. "Uh, is it totally bad spy girl that I have no idea?" I asked and my mom laughed. "Definitely, but I'll let it slide," She said with a wink, "I have something for you." She walked over to her desk and pulled out a little disc. "This is something I needed a lot when I was your age," she said and handed the disc over to me. I looked at the cover; it had my mom's handwriting on the cover. It said, 'Cammie, Liz, Bex, and Macey's Boy translator,' and had doodles all over.

I gave my mom a hug and made a mental note to use it later. The rest of our Sunday night we sat on the couch eating ice cream and waiting for a phone call from my dad. He called every night to make sure his women were okay. I hated the months when he was on a mission. Finally he called.

"Hey Gallagher girl, let me talk to my baby," I heard my dad say. I laughed quietly, "Hi Daddy," I replied and he sighed and I felt like I could practically hear the smile. "Hey Girly girl, how are you?" he asked. "I'm good daddy, I met my new roommates they are so nice! And they remind me of Aunt Bex, Aunt Macey, and Aunt Liz," I said excited. "Oh no, you have roommates like your aunts. Just stay away from blackthorne boys," he replied with a chuckle. I smiled, "Sorry but I don't go for guys exactly like my Dad. But I met a boy today." "Hmmm, do you know his address, id, or the best way I can kill him?" he asked dad/spy mode go into high gear. "No," I replied laughing. He smiled, "Well the Director is calling me so I gotta go, later sweet pea," he said. "Wanna say bye to momma?" I asked smiling. "Surely my dear."

That night I laid my head down on a pillow and fell asleep quickly. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sirens blaring Code Red. The school was flipping itself around and I ran to wake up Hailey. She was a heavy sleeper. She woke up and we all stood there watching waiting scared. The thing that scared me the most was, I didn't know where my mom was.

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