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Ready for Chapter Five? Good, cause I am:
Whoever said "You learn something new every day" isn't so stupid after all.
Some things I learned while on Flight 88 to Miami:
Zachary Goode is even more annoying when he is in confined spaces.
i.e.:
"Hey Ga-Kaylie, how are you?" Zach asked me, after getting back from a suspiciously long amount of time in the bathroom.
"Bored," I said, not taking my eyes of the stupid television show playing on the small screen a couple rows ahead of me.
"Oh, sweetheart, how can you say that? Do you not see that I am sitting right beside you? Anything boring runs away screaming at the sight of me," Zach replies. Cocky smirk? Check. Insanely gorgeous face and body? Double check. Whoa, where did that come from, Cammie?
Airplane meals are way up there on the list of grossest food ever. Probably number two, second only to hospital food.
i.e.:
"What is that?" I asked, with a disgusted look on my face.
"That, darling, is what you ordered," Zach said, but not without his signature smirk.
"I really doubt that's bacon," I said, pinching my nose as tight as possible, "Bacon does not smell like elephant poop."
"And you've smelled elephant poop?" Zach questioned with a little chuckle, "What do you do when I'm not around?"
I smacked his arm, hard. Just like the first time we met (if you can even call it that), he rubbed his arm in pain, mumbling "Damn…"
Macey McHenry and Nicolas Cross have the same favorite hobby: PDA.
i.e.:
Ever seen that annoying young couple making out on a plane like they are about to die? Well, Mace and Nick are that couple.
"God, when is it going to end?" I groaned, after trying to put up with the sounds for a minute. Yeah, I made it to the minute mark, but barely.
"You know what they say, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em," Zach whispered, leaning closer to me, with the hugest smirk I could imagine on his face.
"No, Z-Jordan, I'm not going to kiss you,"
"Fine, your loss" he said, leaned back to a normal position.
"You know what, I'll make you a deal," I told him, just less than a minute later, a plan already set up in my devious little mind (who knew?).
"What?" Zach said, leaning back in, way closer than I felt comfortable with. But did I show that on my face? No.
"If you get them to stop their make out session, I'll kiss you. How about that?"
"Deal," Zach said. I could see a million thoughts racing through his head. In a few seconds, he smirked, and turned to look at the couple behind us. They were way too busy to even notice him, so, in one quick motion, Zach pressed the Flight Attendant Call Button, and turned back to sit properly.
We were probably both grinning like complete idiots when a middle-aged flight attendant began to make her way to were Nick and Macey were sitting.
"Ohmigosh!" The flight attendant yelled, when she reached to two, "Stop that immediately, or I will throw you off this plane myself!"
Macey and Nick broke apart faster than you could say "Get a room!"
I gave Zach a small fist bump, as the woman stalked away. "Now where is that kiss you promised me?" Zach inquired.
"Right here," I whispered. I leaned in close, but at the last second, grabbed Zach's hand, and planted the kiss I owed him on it, rather than his lips, "Like I said, I'm not going to kiss you."
Zach sighed, and leaned back in his seat, as if he had expected me to do that. "Just wait," he mumbled, "Soon enough, you'll be dying to kiss me."
Bex and Grant are totally ready to break out the rings and "I do's." They already fight like a married couple.
i.e.:
"No bloody way do you get to sit in the window seat the whole time," I heard Bex sneer at Grant, who was seated in front of me.
"C'mon Bex, you snooze you lose. Maybe you should have gotten on the plane faster than me. Then you'd get the window seat." Grant said, in a cautious tone. I didn't blame him.
"No, then you'd complain that it wasn't fair, and that you wanted the window seat!" she growled back at the poor boy. I'd be shaking in my boots if I were him.
"Geez, Bexy, calm down." Whoa, did I just hear that right? Bexy? I glanced at Zach, who looked just as shocked as I was.
"What did you called me?" Bex asked, in a slow, menacing voice.
"Nothing! Hey, you know what? I think you should get to sit in the window seat for the rest of the flight!" he exclaimed, all but leaping out of his seat.
"Whipped!" Zach said, covered not-so-well by a fake cough. I couldn't help but giggle along with Bex.
I wished I could have added a part in there about Lizzie and Jonas, but they were talking in hushed voices about things involving firewalls and CIA codes.
Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated and buckle your seatbelts; the plane will be landing in a few minutes.
Let me be the first one to tell you that Miami is hot. Way hotter than Virginia. If that comes as a shock to you, I think you just may be in the need of some serious help.
"Oh. My. God." I said, the second the eight of us were outside, "It. Is. Way. Too. Hot. Out. Here"
"Oh, I'm pretty sure that it's just me," Zach said, throwing a cocky glance my way. I think he took the time he had spent in that bathroom to plot of new ways to annoy me.
"No," the rest of us said at the same time, all sending him a glare. Thank god that that shut him up.
Sadly, it wasn't for long. "Sweetheart!" he said, attracting a little too much attention, "I think it's the right time for the first kiss of our honeymoon!" Crap, he was making his way towards me.
Luckily, I thought of something in a snap. Strutting up to him, I grabbed his hand, and leaned into his side as we continued our way to the dock. "Oh, I don't know about that, Jordan. I was thinking we could maybe save it for a little later," I told him, in my most seductive voice. Damn the fact we were engaged.
I guess Zach was right, earlier; I am a great actress.
He sighed, but still responded "Oh, that's a great idea, darling," Just for good measure, he added a wink. A slow, sexy wink. It took all of my self control not to just melt into his arms right then and there. But, being a spy, I have a lot of self control, and I used it to my advantage.
I didn't really know what to say, though, so I just admired the view. I never knew Miami was so freaking beautiful. I mean, with the sun shining, waves crashing on the beach, and cloudless skies, it seemed perfect. A little too perfect…
Don't worry; this isn't like a movie, or a book. Nothing crazy happened the moment I said that. Nothing exploded; no one died. Or at least… not yet.
To say the least, I was actually expecting something bad to happen, but it just… didn't. But, knowing the CoC, something bad will defiantly happen, I just don't know when.
Three squeals rammed my train of thought right off of its tracks. Following Bex, Lizzie and Mace's gazes, I also let out a squeal of excitement.
The ship we were cruising on, The Carnival Breeze, was absolutely gorgeous. Probably one of the biggest ships I have ever seen. Even bigger, though, was the group of people looking at it; some were just staring in awe, while others were actually getting in line to get onto this massive ship.
We were quite lucky, actually. Since we were really rich, we had rented four of the best rooms, and put a lot of money in stewards getting them ready of us. So, we got to skip the line, seeing as we were V.I.P.'s.
I admit, the second we had showed the guards our fake identities, I was scared. Not that we would be turned down, because let's face it; that's impossible. I was more scared of the fact that we would be sharing this whole place with Circle agents.
Trust me when I say they are not good people. If they found us out, we would be screwed fast then Liz could say "Oopise daisies". The Circle means business. They wouldn't even think twice about blowing the entire ship up. No joke, these are not the kind of people that you want to be on the bad side of.
Zach, being the spy he is, must have noticed my distress, as he came over and took my small hand in his large, rough one, giving it a small reassuring squeeze.
I looked up at him, grateful. He smiled back down at me. Whoa… wait a second? Did I just say what I think I just said? Zachary Something Goode smiled? Zach chuckled, obviously reading me like a book.
Having Macey McHenry pack for you isn't the best idea in the world, believe it or not. I had three large bags in tow behind me. Zach helped me whenever I needed it. Amazing right? He was being kind again.
Sadly, with all the bags the eight of us had, we had to split up, but finally Zach and I reached our Grand Suite; room 7303 on the Empress deck.
The suite was beautiful, furnished with a large bed, couch, seating areas, and a flat screen TV. There was so much more, I can't even being to explain.
The best part of it all? I got to spend every waking second with Zach! Not. Actually, the best part of the suite was the balcony. I stepped out onto the wooden deck, with a look of awe on my face. And to think the view was already beautiful, with the Miami Beach and ocean. Just imagine the view when we set sail.
I sighed and turned to head inside, but it really didn't go as planned. I ran into a brick wall, which I figured wasn't a brick wall when its arms reached out to steady me, as I stumbled back.
It was Zach, of course. "So, Gallagher Girl, where is that kiss you promised me?"
"Um… what?" I said, backing up slowly. With every step I took back, Zach just advanced one. He soon had me trapped when I had run into the railing. His arms were on either side of me, resting on the hand rail.
"C'mon, Gallagher Girl, don't tell me you forgot," he was smirking, but this time it looked a little mischievous.
I hated this position, me being trapped, so I whirled on him, "Yeah, I did, Zach. But its natural, you are very easy to forget."
He sighed, almost looking a little disappointed. Zach slowly backed away from me, and leaned against one of our suites large windows, crossing his arms, "On the contrary, Gallagher Girl, I find you very hard to forget."
AN: Just so you know, that room number and deck are very accurate. I almost bought a Grand Suite on the Carnival Breeze going to the Carribean next July for $500 just trying to find that out for you guys. I think that deserves some reviews(:
Anybody actually been on a cruise? If you haven't... well, I'm sorry for you, you're missing out! You should plan one... like now.
So, review please! Thanks again!
Haters Gonna Hate,
~Kaylie~