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Chapter Eight: Hey Sister!

Cammie

It's 6:30 am on the dot and I'm staring at the glow in the dark stickers I stuck on my ceiling when I was young. I used to jump and jump as high as I could go trying to stick them until I fell off the bed and sprained my ankle. I left the stickers for a while; they sat patiently on my bedside table. The summer after that we came back and I was determined to put them on my ceiling. I was scared of the dark, still am I suppose. My dad came behind me while I was trying to climb the wall with blue-tack (I was like eight okay) and he laughed. He walked towards me and lifted me up by my waist so easily. I stuck them all over the ceiling before he put me down. Everything to do with this house and the café reminds me of him. What about when he's gone? Am I going to lose that connection?

I get up; I think I've brooded enough for one morning. I tread carefully around my room making sure I don't knock Macey who for some reason is curled up on the floor right in front of my wardrobe. I take a quick shower, not even bothering to wait for the water to heat up. I dress simply, shorts, top and converse and make my way out the house. I check every bedroom first though. The girls are fast asleep, Macey snoring of course. My brother and Zach are sleeping. But my mom isn't in her room.

I sneak down the stairs and peak over the banister. There she is, fast asleep on the living room sofa. I jump from the second step onto the ground; our mom's a heavy sleeper so there's nothing to worry about. I kiss her check before walking out the back door and towards the café.

~r.e.m.e.m.b.e.r.t.h.a.t.s.u.m.m.e.r~

"Hi what can I-oh hi Cammie!" Liz looks up from the till and notices that it's me, not a customer.

"Hey Liz, how's work treating you?" I ask putting on an apron and joining her behind the till.

"Work is great! I seriously love it here! But I have something to tell you." she whispers the last part, leaning her small body towards me.

"What's wrong?"

"Well when I came in I saw that everyone was already here so I carried on work as usual. Then someone in a big coat walked in claiming they part owned the place. The other workers seemed fine with it but I'm a little scared."

"Where are they Liz?"

"Office," she whispers. I nod and walk to the coat stand near the door. People are always leaving there things here and sometimes their pockets have some really cool things in there. Once Grant and I found some of our favourite candy, mom found a ring and dad found a pocket knife. Luckily, I only need an umbrella. I smile at Liz who was twisting her hair probably because she was worried. I make my way to the office, the door is ajar and I can hear the shuffling of paper. Liz is right; the person is wearing a big coat that makes them blend into the darkness.

I push the door open with the end of the umbrella and speak. "Hello? Look, I know someone is in there and I warn you I have a weapon."

They laugh a nice and light laugh that you often give children when they do cute things. "Oh squirt, I doubt an umbrella will do much damage."

Squirt? I take the plunge and kick open the door and switch on the light. There, standing in a full leather cat suite with a black fur coat over her is my aunt Abby. She looks good, her skin has a nice tan, must have been before she came here. Her hair looks lighter but has grown since I last saw her.

"Aunt Abby!" I squeal before jumping into my aunt's outstretched arms. She laughs before letting me go and looking at me.

"You've grown squirt! Oh Cammie with a beautiful face like yours there is no doubt that you're breaking hearts."

I blush. "Not really. But Aunt Abb,y what are you doing here dressed like that? You're going to be burned like crazy!"

"Think about it squirt, why else would I be dressed like this?" she asks before walking out the office with a bag suddenly in her hand.

I think, and think until I'm not sure but then I remember. Spy. My Aunt Abby must have come fresh from a mission of either taking down illegal drug dealers, or fighting off terrorists or doing whatever they do at the CIA. They must all be back then, Joe and Townsend too. The situation between them three reminds me of the movie 'This Means War' where two spy guys fight over a spy woman. Except Joe doesn't fight much and Townsend would rather fight Abby. I don't blame him though, my aunt's pretty hot.

~r.e.m.e.m.b.e.r.t.h.a.t.s.u.m.m.e.r~

When I tidied everything in the office I found Aunt Abby sitting in a booth drinking a smoothie. She called me over and handed me my favourite flavour. "Did you explain who you are to Liz?"

"Don't worry Cammie, everything is fine. Wow, I must have given her a right scare!" she chuckles, flipping her long hair behind her back.

"Aunt Abby it's not every day someone walks into a café early in the morning wearing all black." I say reminding her of how she previously looked. She's now changed into something more normal and summery.

She waves the situation away, takes a sip of her smoothie and then relaxes her elbows on the table. "So, what's going on Cammie? Who's dating who and all that jazz?"

I chuckle. "No one is dating anyone. But all my friends know," I sigh, "…about dad"

Abby smiles and takes my hand squeezing it gently. "It's better they know now while he's alive then learn later and not being able to help you."

"But how can they help me? What can they possibly do to make me feel better?" I ask, almost pleading.

"They can give you support and love, everything you're going to need. Cammie, I know that everything will change but it isn't like he isn't going to be here. Matthew Morgan, will always be a part of you."

Abby opens her arms and I accept her hug. Like everyone in my family, I love Aunt Abby's hugs. Abby doesn't make me feel like I'm getting a hug because of something sad; she just makes it feel like a hug.

Something in Abby's pocket buzzes and she takes her phone out and accepts the call. She nods, agrees and then ends the call. I can't make out who called, but I'm guessing that it was Joe since there wasn't any bickering...or it could have been Townsend because of how monosyllable and short it was. Gosh, working out which man it was feels like a mission of my own.

"Townsend. I've got to meet at our secret bunker. I'll see you later Squirt." Abby winks and then she's gone. I sigh, my aunt is so cool. I bet no-one else can say that their aunt and family friends are spies. I take our empty glasses to the counter and spot someone familiar.

"Hey Brad!" I call, spotting the familiar mess of blonde hair.

Bradley Martins aka the super hot surfer who I'm going to the bonfire party with tonight has just walked in. Judging from his dripping wet hair and the way his shirt (which says 'Virginia Surfers' on) just clings onto his six pack he's just come back from a lesson.

"Hey Cammie! Do you know anyone named Liz who works here?" he asks and I escort him to the flustered girl who is fanning herself with her hands. Turns out Liz and her boyfriend have been invited too; at least I'll have someone I can go with. I flirt with Brad a little (almost naturally) before he goes back to his lesson (isn't it sweet, he teaches children how to surf!) with his take-out strawberry flavoured smoothie.

"Do you think I should go to the party?" asks Liz and I nod enthusiastically. "But I'll only know Jonas and he'll want to hang with his friends."

I scoff, and wrap an arm around her bony shoulder."Liz we can go together, Brad's my date"

"That's great. I'll see you there!" Liz gives me a hug (she is very bony) and leaves for her break. I stay for a while, working a little before someone else takes over and I make my way home. I think about the cafe and how much it means not only to our family, but to everyone. Looking around, I see teenage girls with smoothie cups in hand, sharing baskets of fries. I chuckle at little girls who mom's are wiping their chins clean of the smoothie, or kids who are dipping their fries into their drinks. This place is for everyone...what's going to happen if it's gone?

~r.e.m.e.m.b.e.r.t.h.a.t.s.u.m.m.e.r~

sorry about not updating yesterday, i was away in Blackpool visiting my family who are there on holiday. okay, so tomorrow is going to be my last updating until next week friday because i'm at my dads and *sniff* HE DOESN'T HAVE INTERNET! or he does but its bad and unreliable, i'm sorry. but do you know what that means...do you know? JUST IMAGINE HOW MANY TUMBLR UPLOADS AND NEWS I'M MISSING :( but i haven't seen him in ages so i'm just happy to be spending time with him.

anyways, i hope you had a goode thursday and i'll be seeing/talking whatever to you amazing guys tomorrow :)

bye :P

btw have any of you been doing the GG read-a-thon? i haven't but i'm curios also whose written their Gallagher Girls story? check mine out: post/58340498399/ my-gallagher-girls-story just take out the spaces. the Gallagher Girls story is just a post about how you came to know of the books, what makes them special to you and all that jazz :D