The wind was blowing through the dark wet streets as Cammie sat on a bench with a cigarette in between her fingers and the cold air nipping at her skin. She had on a pair of black ripped jeans and a cream crop top with a leather jacket over it and a pair of Doc Martens tapping on the floor. The cigarette got stained from her dark red lipstick as she chucked it on the ground and put it down with her foot.

Standing up and sighing she began walking away from the bench and eventually got to a house with the lights on and two cars outside. When she opened the door she was instantly hit by the anger of her mother, Rachel Morgan, "Where the hell do you think you have been? It is nearly midnight and you have school tomorrow?"

Cammie just turned to face her mother with a bored expression and hung her jacket on the pegs by the door and put her bag back on her shoulder. "Can you just calm down I would have been in a lot later if I had it my way, believe me." Her mother's blue eyes flooded with anger as Cammie pushed past her and went into the kitchen.

Her brother, Grant, was sitting at the table with a bottle of beer in one hand. Opposite sat two of his friends that Cammie had grown up with having in the house; she never really saw much of them in all honestly. Because she was either too young to care about what her brother was doing or she was out- like tonight- trying to have her own fun. "Can I have a sip of that?" Cam asked pointing at the beer in her brother's hand, but before he could answer she grabbed the bottle and took a long hard gulp of it.

Her brother looked at her wide eyed but there was a hint of amusement in his blue eyes that he had inherited from their mother. His friends sat looking at her, they knew she tested her mother sometimes but never had the opportunity to see it in action. Cammie saw her mother stand there almost ready to explode, "Who do you think you are Cameron Anne Morgan? It is nearly midnight and you come in here stinking of cigarettes and just drink your brother's beer! You're a disgrace. What do you have to say for yourself?"

She was expecting Cammie to grumble and apologise but in the mood Cammie was in she was happy to see just how far she could test her mother, "I am going to go to bed. Night." Then she smiled at her brother and his friends, nodded at her mother as she walked up the stairs and then entered her room.

Back downstairs Rachel stood in the kitchen with a shocked face, while the guys sat in silence not sure what to say. "Mom calm down. She doesn't mean to be like this, she is just testing you. I was a bit like that when I was her age. She is 18 let her test the boundaries. This is just her coping with dad leaving." Grant had stood up and placed the beer down and put his hands on his mother's shoulders to calm her down.

Grant had light brown hair and was a strong build; he was very attractive and had inherited his mother's natural beauty. He was extremely athletic; he was older than his sister but only by a few years. He was 22. Their dad had left about 18 months ago after years of arguments with their mom. Before he left Cammie had also been quiet and kept herself to herself. She still kept herself to herself as much as possible but she had been staying out late, smoking and drinking more. She would sometimes tag along with Grant and his friends but always go AWOL through the night and Grant would spend about an hour trying to find her. She wasn't a mess, but she also wasn't in a good place either.

"You were never as bad as her. You would come home drunk every now and then and maybe have a hint of smoke on you. But her," She looked at the door Cammie had just left through, "She is a lost cause. I have had enough of her, she either gets her crap together or she is out."

Grant looked at his mum with panic in his eyes, he laughed slightly hoping she was joking, "You're joking right," But when she just stared at his dead in the eyes and he looked at her as if she had two head, "You can't be serious? Where would she go, you don't mean that?"

"Oh I do Grant. She could easily go to one of her friends or to the long line of boys she is always hanging out with and trying to sneak in at two in the morning. She has had chance after chance, well no more." Then she turned and went back up the stairs to her room.

Grant ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, grabbing his beer and taking a long swig until the bottle was empty. So he grabbed another one and sat back down with his two mates, Nick and Zach. "She really knows how to push mum's buttons."

"I doubt she means it, I used to be given that threat loads until I moved out. Once she sleeps on it and calms down she will have seen she was being a bit too hasty." Zach explained. Zach had dark hair that was in curls on his head. It was messy and he too had a good build. He wasn't as good as Grant's as he spent most of his free time playing a guitar and lighting a cigarette then out at the gym. He had dark green eyes with flecks of brown in to match his hair, and then golden spikes around his pupil. A small something Cammie had always noticed about him in their few and small encounters.

"I hope so, I really do."

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The sun bled through the crack in the curtains and hit Cammie lying under her covers. The alarm rung through her ear so she hit it off and headed to the bathroom her long legs on show as she only had on a jumper and underwear. When she got to the bathroom she washed her face and combed through her hair and then turned to shower on and striped off.

After washing her hair and shaving her legs she wrapped a towel around her chest and then left the bathroom just as Zach was leaving Grant's room after staying over. Must have got too drunk. Cammie thought as she saw the deep and heavy bags under his eyes. His eyed travelled up her body, noticing her long and lean legs and her small delicate looking shoulders as her collar bones spiked out. She had a few faded bruises on her shoulders and then some barely noticeable hickeys on her collar bones.

Zach raised his eyebrows at her, he knew she got up to a few stuff but never really thought about it. He never really thought about her at all really, she was just Grant's younger sister who sometimes tagged along when they went out. He barely spoke to her and when he did it was brief. But right there and then he couldn't stop thinking about her, in ways he really shouldn't be. She smirked at him seeing his eyes linger on her bare skin then sauntered off to her room closing the door behind her. But before she shut it she looked at him dead in his green eyes with her brown ones still smirking.

When Cammie was ready, she had opted for a pair of black denim shorts with some tights and a pair of thick socks over them and then her Docs to stop blisters on her ankles. Then she had on a plain grey vest and a lined denim jacket that was quite big on her. She quickly brushed her straight blonde hair back with her fingers and finished off her makeup by adding some red lipstick. Grabbing her phone, headphones and bag she left to go downstairs before going to school.

When she went into the kitchen she saw Grant making a coffee and he was talking to Zach. She nodded at him and then smiled at her brother as he carried on his conversation. Cammie grabbed an apple from the bowl on the table where Zach was. She smirked as his eyes travelled over her admiring her body and then he began to lose focus on the conversation with Grant as she watched her out of the corner of his eye put some papers in her bag.

"Dude are you even listening to me?" Zach gave Grant a confused look, "Guess not, are you up for the gig tonight or not?" Zach just nodded and Grant rolled his eyes at his friend.

Cammie looked up a sly smile on her lips, "Gig? Can I come?" She shared a very similar music taste to her brother and his friends, so this is what she usually tagged along to.

Grant gave her a weary look, "Are you sure that's a good idea Cam? You saw the way mum acted last night. I think the best option is for you to just stay in for a few nights and study or something, you're a smart girl please don't let it slip away just because you're trying to test the boundaries." Cammie scowled at him and chucked her bag on her shoulder.

"Fine don't tell me but I will be there. Just because that bitch hates me doesn't mean I have to stay in, my grades are fine I am still studying." Just as she was about to leave the kitchen Grant shouted her back.

"Why do you hate her so much?"

Cammie sighed and looked down; she never wanted to tell anyone about what she knew about her mum and dad's relationship. "The less you know the better, trust me Grant." Then knowing he would demand more she put her earphones in and played her music full volume and left the house as quick as she could ignoring her brother coming up behind her.

I know the characters are OOC but please stick around. More will be explained about the characters and why they are the way they are. There will be more stuff about Zach soon but I am going to tell you now that Zammie won't happen instantly it will gradually build up to it. However there will be at least a sprinkle per chapter, which I promise.

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