"Remind me Gallagher Girl, why didn't we just get Macy to pick us up in the jet?" Zach asked whining again about how long the journeys taking us. "Because Goode the journey," I reply spinning the boat wheel, causing him to cling on for dear life, "is the best part!" I smirk at his death glare.
*a few hours later*
Several changes in driver and we dock up on shore. "Hurry up Zachary! We are already late!" I shout at him, allowing him to be the gentleman by carrying my case. I duck quickly and narrowly miss the stone he launched at my head. "Just keeping you on your toes that's all Gallagher Girl," he replies to my dirty look.
When we all agreed to this vacation the toughest part was the location. Eventually we all decided on Greece due to practicality. For the fact of everyone's new postitions.
"Finally!" Moaned Zach as we walked up the steps of the beach cabin. "Wow! We were certainly right letting Mace make the reservations," I say to Zach as we dump our bags in the lounge. "Erm Cam what time is it?" He asks, "20 to midnight why?" I reply. "I think we are a day early," he starts, "we're the first ones here." Zach turns to me, "no you told me that Bex said 11pm on Friday," I say, looking him in the eyes. "Oopsie daisy! Even spies can make mistakes!" He gives me a signature smirk and pulls me in closer to him...