This is the sequel to "Spys and Boys: Not the best mix." If you haven't read that one, I guess its ok. Anyway, I hope I write a good first chapter for those who asked for a sequel to my other story.
So, on with the chapter!
Bex, Macey and I were at Liz's house, waiting for her to come home from her date with Jonas. We had raided her freezer and stole her ice cream (Yum!). Macey had picked out a 'chick movie,' as Bex liked to call it.
Liz came busting through her door two hours after she had left (Liz, by the way, lived in a house, unlike the rest of us, who lived in an apartment that we only slept in when we weren't on missions). She was crying but smiling at the same time. Bex came up to Liz and put her hands Liz's shoulder.
"What happened?" Bex growled. "Did he hurt you? If he did, he is going to wish he was dead!"
"N-no, Bex, no!" Liz laughed. "I'm engaged! To Jonas! I'm going to marry him!"
Macey squealed and hugged Liz after Bex did. I gave Liz a giant hug.
"I'm happy for you, Liz," I whispered in her ear.
"Thank you, Cam," Liz said to me. "That means a lot to me."
We all smiled at her. Then Macey sighed and we all plopped down on the couch to hear the latest Preston/Macey drama.
"Okay, girlie, what wrong?" Bex put an arm around Macey's shoulders. Macey glared at Bex for a second. She didn't like the name 'girlie.'
"Preston is the problem," she mumbled. The rest of us rolled our eyes. Something is always wrong with Preston. They've broken up and gotten back together eleven times already. "I think he might propose to me but…when I think he will, he doesn't. It frustrating," Macey groaned.
Liz, Bex and I said our sympathies.
"You never know, Mace, he might be planning a big, romantic dinner with you so he could as you," I said.
"We'll give him some encouragement," Bex told Macey.
Liz just nodded her head with pity in her eyes.
"Thanks, girls, you know how to make a girl feel better," Macey grinned at us.
We just smiled widely at her.
I couldn't stop smiling while I drove home. When I got to the house, I grabbed my phone and called Zach.
"Jonas," Zach greeted me. Yup, that's him. No, 'hello' or 'hey' for the guy who helped him hack his girlfriends' profile at the Gallagher Academy.
"Hey, Zach, I need you to come over to my house real quick with Grant, please, it's important," I told him.
"Why?" he asked but I could hear him getting into his car in the background.
"I'll tell you when you get here. Don't forget to-" he cut me off.
"Bring Grant. Yeah, I know," Zach said. I could practically see his smirk through the phone.
"Okay," I hung up. Exactly 5 minutes, 4 seconds and 34 milliseconds later, Grant and Zach knocked on my door.
I flung it open and yelled. "I'm going to marry Liz!"
"Congrats, man!" Grant clapped me on the back. Ouch. Maybe a little too hard. "I'm proud of you! The first of us to ask our girls!" Grant looked at Zach. "I told you so, Zach."
Zach looked confused. "Told me what?"
"That he would be the first to marry," Grant grinned.
"No," Zach said slowly. "No, you didn't, Grant."
"Did too," Grant muttered. He looked hurt.
Zach rolled his eyes (much like his girlfriend, Cammie, when she was annoyed at him). "Whatever, Grant."
Short, I know, but tell me, should I continue with this kind of sequel? Do you think it would be a sufficient sequel? Tell me please, I appreciate feedback!