Disclaimer: This is not supposed to be a part of the book series but this story is set in the "Gallagher Girl" world. Different kind of characters and places but the story has the same theme. I do not own the theme. characters or setting.
Let the story begin.

The beach is hot but that makes the water even more refreshing. I swim behind my assumed to be boyfriend, Josh. He turns and smiles at me with his deep blue eyes. I almost get lost in his eyes until he suddenly disappears and I see him back on the sand. I rush over to him all the while yelling, "Josh, wait up!" Suddenly the atmosphere because thick almost like a storm was approaching. The air was coated with water. It was starting to get hard to breathe. He slowly turns around and it's not Josh anymore. I scream. His face.. his face was gone like it was peeled off. Nothing left but a smooth humanoid surface. "Leave me, alone," the faceless mask growls. Familiar shivers run down my spine. The tingling sensation, I felt it before but where? I couldn't concentrate, everything was going too fast. I felt like the world was spinning around me. The ground started to shake and I could feel myself sinking into the sand. Where did the ocean go? I start to notice my surroundings again. There's no water in sight. I'm in an oceanless world. The faceless mask is facing towards me, it's starting to chuckle. And just like that, I'm falling into darkness, No! What's happening? The sand is up to my chest, I keep struggling- reaching towards the faceless mask that is just silently standing there. "Why wont you help me?" My voice is becoming muffled. Cammie...Cammie... My name? Cammie, Wake up!

I open my eyes with a start almost falling out of my seat in the process. I look around in confusion, everyone is staring at me. Oh, yeah. I'm in class.

"Cameron, you know I will not tolerate sleeping in my classroom," my teacher gave me a stern expression.

I rub my hand over my eyes. "Yeah, sorry about that Mr. Solomon, it won't happen again."

Rinnng. The school bell rang.

"Alright that's enough class, we will continue on chapter four in our economics book tomorrow." With his permission, everyone quickly shot up from their seats and got out of the classroom.
I made it just a hair out of the door before I felt a arm wrap around my shoulders. I didn't have to look up to know who it was.

"Hey Cam, you ok? You are as pale as your white t-shirt," my friend, Dillon, commented on my complexion. I shrugged off his arm and playfully punched his arm.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I smirked as he rubbed his shoulder.

"If you say so, by the way what was your nightmare of?" He asked.

"What? How'd you know I was dreaming?" I opened my locker to put my economics book away.

"C'mon Cam, How long have we know each other? You basically have nightmares all the time but I never see you react like this to them. I don't see you scared that often even in the situations we've been in." He said with a bit of a concerned look.

I tried to remember what I was dreaming of in Mr. Solomon's room but for the life in me, I couldn't. It was an ominous feeling. Flashes of Josh and images of a beach appeared in my mind but then blank.

I stopped in the hallway and concentrated. "I don't remember," I said staring up at my tall friend.

"Oh, well I wouldn't worry about it," he said pulling me out of the way of the end of school traffic.

We got to the parking lot after four levels of hell filled with students gossiping about the upcoming weekend. There aren't many days when we can leave campus by ourselves but since a three day weekend was upon us, the teachers gave the "Ok" for us to travel a bit.

"Let's go to the regular sp.." I started.

"Hey, guys! Don't leave me behind! Cammie, you shit, stop walking away from me!" I heard a shrill behind me. I turned around to see my cousin making her way towards us. She leapt on Dillon and gave him a big bear hug.

"Oh yeah, I'm here too but no Dillon is your blood why don't you say 'hi' to him first. No it's ok. I'll wait here" I remarked why watching them hug. Well, Liz hug. Dillon mainly squirmed.
She ignored me and cried, "Dillon, I missed you!"

"Liz, we just saw each other," Dillon pointed out.

"I still missed you!" Liz made a noise like a dog getting its tail stepped on. Liz is a flirt, she's only younger than me by three months but she still acts like a hormonal 15-year-old. I guess I can't blame her for her affections on Dillon, he is pretty cute. He's what you call: tall, dark, and handsome. I could never go for him though, it's not the matter of liking him but it would just feel wrong. I mean I love the kid but it's just like the Childhood-familiarity Theory which states those who grew up together of the opposite gender are less attracted to each other because they know each other's faults and embarrassments. Unlike Liz, Dillon and I knew each other during our awkward stage and we could never get passed that.

"Well what do you say we grab a bite to eat?" Dillon calmy suggests while trying to wiggle out of Liz's death grip. I smiled, he always is composed.

"Sure, I'll drive." I said walking over to my car. [Albert]

"NO!" Dillon and Liz both yelled and grabbed one of my arms dragging me to Liz's car.

"What? Why!" I cried trying to crawl back to my dear Albert.

"First of all you have no air conditioning.." Dillon started. "AND Last time you drove, we hit three stop signs, an ice cream truck, and a CAT!" Liz yelled.
I silently relented and let them drag my butt all the way to Liz's car as a subtle punishment for them not allowing me to drive. I mean I bet I could have pinned them both to the ground since I am the top contender in gym class but Dillon is fairly tall and Liz has killer long nails.

After a long car ride of flirtations being passed in the front seat, mostly from Liz, we finally arrived our favorite little diner on the outskirts of Yorkshire. It's a bit far from our dormitory in Northumberland but it is by far the best eats we have ever encountered, well I ever encountered. I'm not originally from Great Britain unlike Dillon so from time to time I love to have authentic American in honor of my home in Nebraska. I have cravings that need to be taken care of. It's a sin against God to not like steak in Nebraska, and no blasphemy comes from my lips. If I could eat steak everyday, I would but that's a bit unheard of in Northumberland. So whenever we have time, Dillon and I take a trip to go fill my craving.

"This place again!" Liz whined. "Why don't we ever go somewhere I want to go."

"Two against one," I replied and got out of the car.

"Next time, we will Liz" Dillon smiled at Liz which shut her mouth right up.

"Only you and me though," Liz smiled and clinged onto Dillon's arm.

"Yes, yes" Dillon replied nodding while desperately walking faster to catch up with me.

Dillon could easily avoid Liz constant touching since he is a master in Judo and has a double black belt in Karate but he's too much of a gentlemen to hurt Liz's feelings.
We walked through the door the familiar greeting of a bell cling.

"Welcome to … oh, hey chaps! How's it?" a familiar voice came from behind the counter.

The voice gave me shivers of delight and nostalgia for a second I remembered the beach in my dream. So far only this testosterone voice has ever gave me this reaction. My heart started to beat faster and I could feel the blood rushing to my face. Dillon gave me gentle elbow push to get me past the threshold. For some reason, I needed the help since all coherent thoughts and motor control seize to exist in this diner. I lied, I know the reason and his name tag said Josh.

I hope you liked the first chapter. Please review if you have any suggestions. Thanks for reading lovely people.