Goodmorning people! I'm in the mood for waffles O_o But Enjoy! And Vote in my poll! Please?

"Wake up Cam!" Bex said. I was the last one still in bed.

"No..." I groaned, pulling the covers back over my head. The warmth of my bed invited me deeper into the folds of the sheets.

"Cam. If you don't get up.." I'm not going to record that last part. Let's just say it was in Farsi and I don't want to repeat it. (My mom might read this some day!)

"Fine, fine." I said groggily getting up.

"Hey Cam!" Macey yelled through the doorway. She, and all my other sisters, were already dress and read to begin the day. "There are only a couple hundred waffles left! The Swimmers are going to get all of them before you do!"

I sprang out of bed and into the hall. "I'm up!"

"Um, Cammie?" Ana whispered.

"What?" I asked. Tina coughed and Eva had a hand to her mouth to stop the giggling. But it didn't help. She still giggled.

"Cam, pants." Macey said slowly I looked down and saw I was still in my short gym pants that I had slept in the night before.

"Oh, yeah." I could feel myself blushing. So after putting on some real clothes, we left for the day.

So the first event for us was on Friday. Eva and Tina would be up first in the team Archery event. Abby had picked them because they were the most successful in the sport. They got the highest scores when we covered Archery.

So since we had a little while before then, all seven of us decided to take a tour of London. We even had our own personal tour guide, Bex.

A List of Things to See and Do While in London on a Secret Mission

(A list by Bex Baxter, and Cammie Morgan)

Sleep in. Which is hard to do when the rest of your classmates (and boy friend) are itching to see a country they've never seen.

Tower Bridge and Tower of London. (kind of scary since that's the exact place almost a year ago you got almost kidnapped by your teacher)

London Eye and Big Ben. (Personally, I would have chosen some dark alleyway with hidden passages, but whatever floats their boat!)

Platform 93/4 (Duh, who isn't a Harry Potter fan?!)

Some old Castles with really cool hidden passages (Why not?)

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So those were some of the things we did those first two days. Our last tourist destination before Friday was Hampton Court. Zach and I had left our classmates, my sisters, back in the court yard. The two of us walked down the long gravel walk ways between the Hershey Kiss trees together. Side by side.

"So this is what it's like to live in a castle." I sighed. I looked up at the sky and saw the blue. London's weather was being abnormally nice this week.

"I guess." was all Zach said.

"Zach?" he grunted. "Is everything okay?" I asked. I gazed over to him. Zach was shuffling his feet, kicking up the stones. Several other tourists pased us "I mean, you haven't been yourself since," I whispered, then stoped. A question formed in my mind. It danced on my tough, begging to let it free.

"Are you jealous?" I finally asked him. The question was out. There was no way of shoving it back into my mouth and deeper into my mind. The question caused him to look up.

"Am I what? Gallagher Girl." I asked. His green eyes stared at me.

"Are you jealous?" I asked again, a little more loudly, a little more strongly.

"Of what?" we continued walking.

"Will."

"Why," he stuttered. "Why would you think such a thing?" he mumbled.

"I see the way you act around him." I replied simply, kicking at the gravel.

"Well," he started off, then sighed."I guess I am. I don't know." he moved his hand through his hair. I love it when he does that.

"Well then,"

"Yes!" he said loudly. A few tourists looked at us, the hurried on. He stopped me, put his hands on my shoulders, and looked into my soul with his gorgeous green eyes. "Yes." he said more softly. His hands slowly made it down my arms, toward my hands."I'm afraid you're falling for him. I'm afraid you'll fall in love with him, like you did with me, sophomore year."

"I wouldn't say fall," I started.

"Still." Zach looked down at his feet again.

"There're is no reason to be jealous Zach." he looked back into my eyes. At that moment, I had wanted to kiss him more than anything in the whole world. As usual, when it came to Zachary Goode, my emotions and desires usually won.

So I kissed him. In Hampton Court. In London. In Great Britain.

His hands slid down my arms and clung on to my hands. I broke away and place my head against his head and looked into his green eyes. I could feel him breathing.

"Plus," I smiled a mischievous smile. "I'm a green eyed gal anyways."

He smiled and kissed me lightly on the forehead.

Together we walked back to the palace, back to our friends (who happened to be casually looking the other way), hand in hand. Nothing could, and nothing would, ever separate us.

And then, who did we see, but the one and only Will.

You guys wanted fluff. That is some major fluff-age.