A/N - Have I told you how much I love reading reviews? *hint* *hint*
Special thanks to:
kgorange
mixandmingle
PrincessMoi
For the support throughout the story. I love you guys *tear* Hehehe
Zach: Jeez, enough with the sappy thank you's. Get on with the story!
Me: Somebody's a little eager to go back to Abigail...
Zach: Ew, no. I'm eager to get back to CAMMIE.
Me: Mhmm. I'll make sure to tell Cammie how obsessed you are.
Zach: I'm. Gonna. Kill. You.
Me: Ha! I can kill you off any time I want.
Zach: Oh yeah? How?
Me: (*points to self*) Author.
Cammie's POV
"Gosh, this girl never wakes up," I heard a deep voice mumble.
"Now you know how I feel every morning back at school."
Who is that?
"Well, she's gonna be happy you're finally here."
"Why? What happened so far?"
"That Abigail chick is...annoying. She practically hates Cam."
"I'll break her bloody arm when I-"
"BEX!" I screamed as I jumped out of bed and ran at her.
I engulfed my best friend in a hug and smiled.
"What are you doing screaming so early in the freaking morning?" Abigail asked as she walked into my room. Her eyes bugged out when she saw Zach, and I almost laughed. It's like she's never been around boys before.
That sounds weird coming from a girl that goes to an ALL GIRLS SCHOOL.
"Bex, this is Abigail. Abigail, this is Bex" I introduced them. Abigail looked Bex up and down, then completely ignored her. Sound familiar?
"Come on, Bex. You gotta unpack and everything."
I slammed the door in Abigail's face. Then, the phone rang. I grabbed it and answered.
"Hello?"
"Cammie, you can come back to Gallagher if you want," my mom said.
"Mom, the offer is great and everything, but I want to settle down for a little bit. So far this summer, we've gone from place to place. Everything is going too fast, and I'm tired. I want to just rest for a little bit."
"Of course, honey. I just want you to know that if anything goes wrong, you have to come back. Okay?"
"Yes ma'am."
I hung up and sat down. Bex was rushing to unpack and I only had to wait a few minutes before she came back in my room, smiling.
"What are you smiling about?" I asked suspiciously.
Just then, Zach came in, drenched in water. Bex started laughing. Zach walked up to her.
"You're going to regret that, Rebecca."
She glared. "Only the Goode die young, Zachary."
"Is that a threat?"
"Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't."
I grinned. "It's not fun when someone's all cryptic, now is it?"
He turned to me and rolled his eyes. "The mysterious act only works if you're me."
"So you admit that it's all an act?"
"Nope. Not most of the time. I have a lot of secrets, Gallagher Girl, but sometimes, it's fun to annoy you."
Covert Operations Report
Summary of Surveillance
By Cameron Morgan (hereby known as the Operative)
Zachary Goode (hereby known as the Subject) has just admitted to having a lot of secrets. Of course, the Operative knew this. She only suspected he would try and hide that fact. The Subject also only enjoys wordplay with his own last name if it isn't used in a threat made by Operative Baxter.
I looked back and forth between them as they argued.
"You better back off, Goode, before I show you exactly how I became the first non-American Gallagher Girl."
"Will you guys shut up for a second!" screamed none other than Macey McHenry as she walked in.
I silently thanked her for saving me.
She turned to me and said, "Your grandma said to take Abigail with us if we decide to leave."
I groaned.
This week is gonna be hard to get through...legally, of course.
A/N - Yeah, I know I broke my promise. It's not like he doesn't deserve it, though...
Zach: You're just jealous because Cammie's got the sexiest boyfriend ever and you don't!
Me: But...I thought Cammie was dating you. Did you guys break up or something? Who's this sexy boyfriend?
Zach: That hurts.
Me: Perfect.
Forever and Always,
Me
P.S. I refuse to stop arguing with Zach. Even if he is the hottest spy around.
Zach: I knew it!
Me: Yes, you are very sexii. But your personality ruins it.
REVIEW! Tell me if I should stop writing these weird behind the scenes things with me and Zach! (I might never stop arguing with him!)
