Forever Sisters
Bonded together by fate, for life.
Cammie walked down the halls of Gallagher. She would miss them. She would miss these walls, these halls that she called home. She would miss the secret passageways, the delicate frames and beautiful wood carvings.
She would miss everything.
In just three hours, Cameron Morgan would be graduating from the Gallagher Academy. She'd be moving onto a new life of working for the CIA. It would be different. It would be dangerous.
It wouldn't be the same.
She remembered walking down these halls in the seventh grade, when everything seemed so new and breathtaking. She remembered crying in the passageways, missing her father, and her home in Washington D.C., back when everything was normal.
Now she wouldn't change her experiences for anything.
What about my friends? She wondered as she kept roaming down the halls. Her closest friends, Bex, Liz, and Macey… she had no idea where they'd go, what agency they'd work for.
Bex would probably go for MI6, moving halfway across the world. Cammie wouldn't see her for a while.
Liz would probably be accepted to a CIA lab, then maybe Cammie would see her sometimes. That would be good.
Macey… Cammie had no idea what Macey would do, what agency she would go for. Macey turned out to be an amazing spy, and if that doesn't work out, she has so much more going for her. Cammie had no idea what she'd do.
And Zach… those questions would never be answered. Why bother now? He'd always find a way back to Cammie, and she would always find a way back to him.
Cammie explored the first passageway she'd ever found. Probably for the last time. A sad tear slid from her eye as she sat down, getting her already-stained skirt even more dirty. She would miss this uniform, and all of its stains on the butt. No matter how embarrassing they were when Blackthorne came sophomore year.
Thirty minutes later, it was time for Cameron Morgan to go get ready for the ticket to her fate. She walked back into her dorm room, admiring all of the little details of Gallagher, all of the ways to her dorm, all of everything. She would miss it all.
She opened the door to see Macey fighting with Bex over which shoes she should wear, and little Liz typing away on her laptop. She sighed, thinking about how much she would miss this.
"Hey," they all greeted. Cammie smiled, once again hiding her saddening emotions. She turned to Liz. "Shouldn't you be getting ready, Lizzie?"
"All I have to do is put on my dress, and I just have to finish this little report…" Liz said. Cammie looked at her page count. Sixteen.
Oh so "little".
Cammie rolled her eyes and made her way to the closet, pulling out a dress her mother had picked out for her. She hadn't gotten a chance to look at it until now. She pulled off the plastic covering and slipped it on. With an a zip-up from Bex and a smooth-out from Macey, she opened her eyes, revealing to herself a lovely dress, silk in fabric, blue in color. It matched her forever-changing eyes and dark blonde hair, fitting her figure and perfecting her curves. She awed at her reflection for a moment before slipping on some awfully blistering but delicately enchanting silver heels that strapped around her feet. She admired Bex in her beautifully fitting dark green dress and golden heels that made her look tough, yet elegant and bewitching. Her hair lay in ringlets at the top of her head, a graceful bun that only she could pull off, accompanied by a golden hair clip that matched her stunning heels.
Cammie turned to Macey, who was pulling out a straightening iron from under her bed. She was embellished in a gorgeous scarlet dress that showed off her fiery personality. She had on charming black heels that gave her the look of ravishing and classy young woman. Her hair was pinned back, leaving wisps of bangs to frame her face. Her hair was straight as usual, but glossy as ever. Her low amount of make-up and breathtaking style decorated her personality. She looked simply statuesque.
Macey walked over to Cammie, who had asked Macey before-hand to style her hair for her.
"You look wonderful, you know." She assured her. Cammie looked up. Macey smiled. "You're going to be great tonight, Cam. We love you, okay?" Macey said, referring to the long speech Cammie had to give for being Valedictorian.
"Okay." Cammie replied. Macey smiled thinly. She could hear the lies in Cammie's voice, but choose to ignore it as she pulled Cammie's hair back into a side ponytail and held it together with a silver rhinestone hair clip similar to Bex's. While she straightened out the ends, Cammie glanced at Liz from the corner of her eye.
Petite Liz was clothed in a soft white dress that glittered if you were under lights and looked hard enough. It complemented Liz's pixie figure and made her look a bit taller. She wore leather sandals with beads in them, making her look flowy and delicate. Her light blond hair sparkled as it graced her head, looking wavier than usual. A white and silver butterfly headband dressed her head. She looked simply gorgeous.
When the girls where finished being mascara-ed and eyeliner-ed, the exited the room and made their way down the Grand staircase together, not uttering a word as they approached the door. They looked at each other for the last time as high schoolers, but forever sisters. Forever Gallagher Girls. They all held out their wrists, showing a drawn heart in permanent marker, forever bonding them.
They looked at each other once more. They were all elements of their friendship.
Bex was earth. She held them together.
Macey was fire. She lit up their world.
Liz was air. She kept them all breathing.
Cammie was water. She kept them alive.
They would always be Gallagher Girls. Forever sisters. They closed their eyes, sharing the telepathical message. Cammie reached for the door. She opened the wooden piece as the bright light glowed and the whole world slowed down, watching the elements enter. They stepped in, Bex shutting the door behind them, closing in their fate.
They maybe shutting the door, but they will leave nothing behind.
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