33~The Next Day: Saturday~
Cammie Morgan was happily listening to her iPod, enjoying the best day of the week, until Liz interrupted.
"Cammie?" She began. "Are you sure this is going to work?"
Impatiently, she nodded, but in answer to Liz's questioning gaze, she took off her headphones, and said, "Don't worry Liz. It's all planned out in here." Cammie pointed at her head.
Liz nodded. "I don't doubt that, but are you sure it was a good idea to show him a secret passage?"
"Yes Liz, I'm sure. You worry too much." Cammie thought for a moment. "Think about it like a game of chess."
She nodded.
"He's a pawn needed to achieve the ultimate prize."
Liz frowned. "So what are you going to do with him?"
"Don't worry. I won't kill him." She smiled her favourite grin - an impish cat just ate the mouse type. "But if I told you, what fun would that be?" With that, she left the room, headed towards her favourite secret passage and left for another meeting with a certain Mr. Goode.
"Hey," Zach said as Cammie approached him.
She smiled. "What's up?"
He shrugged. "Nothing much."
"Come on!" she laughed, playing the part of the loose kid. "Let's have some fun."
They ran together, Zach laughing behind Cammie as she towed him along.
The pair turned heads as they ran through the streets, making Cammie slightly self-conscious, but she kept up with the facade.
"So what's the point of being here?" Zach asked once they had stepped inside.
She shrugged. "Nothing really." Cammie looked around. It was the barn they used for the annual barn dance, the spring fling, or various other school events, but at the moment it was abandoned, and would be until they started setting up for the spring fling next month. "It's just nice to be somewhere with nobody else. No one able to watch you. Free from everything, ya know?"
"I do actually." He closed his eyes and Cammie couldn't help but notice how good he looked, not that she would admit it or anything. No relationships in the life of a spy. Unless you were a honeypot. Then it doesn't count. Not really.
It just hurt too much when the ones you love are gone for good.
He smirked, eyes still closed. "I know I'm hot. If I were gay I'd want to stare at myself all day too."
"And how do I know you're not?" she retorted.
He opened his eyes and looked right at her. "I'm with you, aren't I?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
He didn't answer, but the next thing Cammie knew, warm lips were on hers and her arms were around his neck.
It's just a mission. You're a honeypot.
Only a mission.
"You guys actually kissed?" Liz asked.
Cammie stared at her impassively. "Isn't that what I just said?"
"Well yeah," Liz began. "But isn't that kinda soon?" She looked at Macey for an answer.
"It depends," was her reply.
"Pretty bloody descriptive," Bex said, clearly annoyed.
Macey shrugged.
"Way to go man!" Grant exclaimed."Little Zachy is growing up."
Zach rolled his eyes."Thanks," he replied sarcastically.
"No problem," he said cheekily. "Now let's go dig up your old baby pictures when your little weewee was even smaller than it is now."
Zach smacked him on the shoulder. "Shut up."
Jonas grinned. "We should definitely do that."
"Shut up?" Zach asked.
Jonas laughed. "Yeah right! We should dig up those photos and show them to this girl you're clearly in love with."
"I thought Grant was the 6 year old," Zach muttered.
"Heard that," Jonas and Grant said at once.
"You were suppose to."
Before either of them could respond, a voice cut in.
"Zach! You mind getting some groceries?" his mother asked from the kitchen.
"And that's our cue," he said, standing up from his computer chair. "Better leave, guys."
"Alright. See you later."
They all left, except Zach who went to his mother, expecting a list, but getting a teary hug.
"You know I love you, right?" his mother asked.
He nodded uncertainly. "Of course I do."
"Then you have to remember that everything I do and have done, I did for you."
"Alright." He smiled reassuringly at her.
Stifling any more sobs, his mother gave Zach a list of things he needed to get.
Slightly fazed, Zach left.
Not long after, the phone rang.
"Are you happy?" she answered violently at the phone.
"Is that how you should treat your older brother?" came a smooth drawl in reply.
"Yes."
You stupid inbreeding bastard.
~Night Time at Gallagher: On the Roof~
"Well well well. Look at what we have here," the man sneered.
"What do you want?" Cammie asked.
"Nothing." He shrugged. "Everything."
She raised an eyebrow. "Only choose one."
"No thanks. I'd rather have all that my heart desires."
She scoffed. "You never will."
"Not yet anyways," he whispered before slinking back into the shadows.
Cammie looked at the moon. "No. You never will."
A/N Hey guys. Sorry for the huge delay, but things have been rough :/
The guy I liked (and who liked me backt) died in a car accident a few weeks ago. He was also my friend's best friend, and said friend got high one time after (cuz she was depressed) and got pregnant with her at the time boyfriend, who she has dumped. She thought she got a miscarriage, but she was wrong. Little Jace is gonna be a fighter :) She's convinced it's a boy d:
Anyway, review and make this sucky life better?