The Mystery Boy

The Plan

I quickly pulled on my camo pants, laced my hiking boots, and yanked on a black sweater over my dark cotton t-shirt. My hair was still wet from my shower, but I had braided it into an acceptable form. As I glanced at myself in the ancient vanity mirror that was stashed in the attic, I took a deep breath. The girl in the mirror had my hair color, small nose, long arms, and tiny hands, but that was where the similarities ended. The person I saw had sparkling grey eyes, a slim figure with prominent parts, and an aura of confidence. This time I wasn't going to let Zach find me.

Tonight, I was going to find Zach.

-LATER THAT NIGHT-

Sunset came sooner than expected. During the inbetween time, I had packed a small backpack with some snacks, a bottle of water, a flashlight, and a blanket- just enough to ensure that I wouldn't get completely lost this time.

I looked out the top window and spotted a few guys stripping down to their boxers before doing a mad dash to the pool. The crowd that had gathered around cheered and wolf-whistled, but my focus was on one thing, and one thing only. They were blocking the gate.

I groaned in frustration. Why couldn't anything be simple? This NEVER happened to James Bond... All he ever did was blow everything up and get the girls.

That last thought sparked my mind-

Blow everything up and get the girls.

I bet if someone from the CIA had been watching in on the attic room right now, they would have seen a girl dressed like a cheaper version of BA Baracus from the Ateam looking like a maniac as she rubbed her hands together and planned to take over the world. Haha... Just kidding about that last part. I wasn't planning on taking over the world, just a "rescue mission", as I liked to think of it. Besides, it was always Hannibal Smith who came up with the plan in the movies. But I'm not Hannibal or BA. I am Lily Harper.

But at least I was pretty much a cheaper version of BA Baracus with a plan...

And it was a good one.