That day, Cammie came up to me.
"Hey Gallagher girl," I said flashing a grin in her direction. "What can I do for you?"
Her face seemed relaxed. Bored even. "Mr. Smith says our midterm paper has to be a joint project. And my mother said that I should make an effort to 'embrace the collaborative nature of this exchange experience'"
Interesting. Well, maybe this will be a good chance to tell her what I know... and after yesterday, I know I need to stay even closer to her.
I raised my eyebrows at her. "And you want to embrace me?"
She rolled her eyes. "Only in the academic sense. Look, do you want to do this project or not?"
There were dozens of girls staring at us now, and there was no way I could continue avoiding her like this forever.
"So...?" she said
"Sure, Gallagher girl. It's a date!" I yelled for the benefit of all the girls who were staring... and the rumors they would inspire. I wanted to let Dr. Steve know indirectly that if he messed with Cammie... he was messing with me.
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I headed for the library earlier than the time she specified. I needed to find a table away from everyone else that had a view of the entire room.
"You sure this is a good idea?" Asked Jonas nervously.
"Yeah. Her and her roommates are obviously very suspicious of us , and I need to find out what she was trying to accomplish by bugging our rooms, and..."
"Dude." said Grant "You know its okay if you like her right?"
I gave him my best glare. "Of course I don't like her, don't be silly." I told him, clinging to my cover. "I just want to make sure she's okay. I mean, it's my fault she's in this mess."
They both nodded solemnly. They both knew about the circle.
"Are you going to be the one to bring it up?" asks Grant
"No. I might drop some hints, but maybe she doesn't know as much as we think she does." I said
"Or maybe she knows more"
Which is the LAST thing I want to hear, but before I can say so I see Cam walking up to the table.
"I got eyeball on the subject" Jonas says suddenly. I look up at her, noticing her startled expression. I try and give her a smile to make her feel... more at ease, but she looked anything but as she moved towards me and sat down on the ancient oak desk.
"Hello Gallagher girl" I said
"So" She said, her voice cracking "What do you want to work on?"
"I don't know" I said, wishing she'd just ask me about it.
"Zach" She said suddenly "I was thinking we could look at the impact of propaganda in third world countries?"
Why doesn't she just ask? This would be so much easier if she just asked me about it.
"That's what you were thinking?"
"Yes" she bit her lip and turned away from me. I stared at her, trying to let her know that she could trust me. That I'd do anything to protect her, and she could tell me anything.
"So..." she said again "I guess we should outline the report and maybe summarize our notes and-"
"Gallagher girl" I say exasperatedly. "Is there something you want to ask me?"
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Up to No Goode
FanfictionZach's POV from the Gallagher Girls series. I'm going to be doing every book. as well as two "pre-books" talking about A) Zach's childhood, and B) his experiences at Blackthorne. I hope you enjoy some insight into Zach's mind and let me know of any...