CHAPTER 5
Zach POV
I watched as Cammie was dragged out by Bex and Macey and I felt sorry for anyone who needed to suffer the wrath of Macey and shopping. I shuddered at the thought.
"So…" Grant starting, smiling at me mischievously, "what's up with you and Miss Morgan there Zachy?" Grant laughed at my expression.
"Dude, did you really think no one noticed you watching her through the entire morning? Almost drooling at her at the airport? 'Cause, man, you have it bad," Nick said, rolling his eyes.
"I don't… There's nothing…" I trailed off stupidly. I was going to get endless teasing because of this.
"I mean I don't blame you," Grant said smirking, "she's hot, she's smart and she's a good spy, why wouldn't you fall for her?" I felt a random twinge inside me; if they could tell I liked Cammie couldn't they tell Cammie was my girl?
"Oh don't worry Zach," Nick said looking at Grant, "he's obsessed with his British Bombshell," Nick mocked the last words. We laughed at Grant who didn't hide his feelings a bit.
"She's ah-ma-zing…" Grant said with a dreamy sigh, then he turned to Nick, "so what about you and Macey?" Nick choked on the drink he had been drinking.
"Macey? She's a real bi... Oh she's super hot alright but jeez… she's like a cat with super long claws," Nick said, even though his eyes looking a little glazed. "Meow," he imitated, with a purr. Grant and I cracked up. Somethings are just too funny to be taken seriously.
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The girls came back about an hour before dinner. Macey and Bex were practically glowing with the success of their shopping spree (each was carrying at least 5 bags) while Cammie trailed in behind them looking as if she was going to die. She looked at the couch as gasped, she ran to it and threw her bags on the ground and jumped on to the couch and closed her eyes.
"What did you guys do to Cammie?" Grant asked, looking from a glowing pair of Bex and Macey to a half dead looking Cammie.
"Nothing. Much," Macey replied, grinning evilly, "we only made her try 30+ dresses and 30+ shoes. It wasn't that bad," she added when Cammie moaned on the couch.
"So," Bex said, looking around, "where are we going for dinner?" A scream made us all jump. It was Cammie. She hadn't moved, hadn't opened her eyes but she looked like she wanted to kill someone in her sleep.
"If any of you, so much as nudge me out the door, you're going to be in hospital for the next four months. Ka pesh?" Cammie threatened, everyone nodded, looking scared.
"Good. Now someone go order some pizza," Cammie said pointing at the phone.
"But…" Macey started, clearly not happy with pizza.
"Macey," Cammie started, cutting Macey off. Macey shut up immediately. I just shook my head. Girls are so weird.
"What are you looking at, Zachary?" Cammie's voice sliced through my thoughts.
"Nothing, Cammie," I answered like a school child.
"Good. That's what I thought." She smirked. I cringed. I guess they really do mean it when spies can see with their eyes closed.