Broken Promises

"The only person you should try to be better than is the person you were yesterday." – Unknown

"Life isn't about finding yourself, life is about creating yourself."

Cammie finds herself traveling all the way to Washington from Virginia in search of something new to change her life. Or maybe someone. While she's doing just that, she meets a guy named Zach in a library in Washington. They'll both realize just how important they are to each other. But there's more to Zach than meets the eye and what does Cammie have to do with it? Promises will be broken and secrets will be revealed because of it, but will they both be able to handle that? Find out in this new love story, Broken Promises. R&R! :D

Cammie's POV

Okay, so let me introduce myself. My name's Cameron Morgan, but Cammie for short. I come from Roseville, Virginia, but right now, I'm here on a bus going from Virginia and all the way to Washington. Don't know exactly where in Washington, but it isn't that fun especially when it's thousands of miles away and you got a really bad bladder to hold in. Yay! *note the sarcasm* I'm guessing I'm heading for Olympia since that's what it says on my pass, which I failed to notice at first. Anyways, I don't exactly know why I'm moving to such a far-away state. Most would say it's to move on or just get some traveling experience or to start all over. I guess I was one of those reasons. Roseville was getting a little too old for me. I needed something new in my life. I felt a need of something, like there was something I needed to get or see. I don't know, but it was just as a woman's instincts. Guess we'll see! Oh and excuse me for this long and boring introduction.

My mom and dad didn't approve of my moving to Washington at first. But, I did get to convince them at some point. They knew they couldn't stop me from doing what I wanted, so they let me. I can't say I'm tough, but I can tell you that I don't think I'll be feeling homesick anytime soon. I've always wanted to explore this world and see new things. So, I guess this was my chance. Besides, it's not like home back in Roseville was homey. In fact, it was the total opposite – I wasn't always close with my family like other people are. We just sort drifted far and far apart from each other. Oh and of course, I won't be feeling lonely especially when I know I've got some friends in Washington.

Taking the bus does surely take longer than taking an airplane to Washington. It's way easier getting to your destination flying through the skies than on wheels. My parents told me so, but I refused to take an airplane. I just did. I was never a fan of airplanes. Since the time of when I was a child. To this day, they creep me out.

"Hey there girlfriend!" Bex, my friend greets me at the bus terminal with a huge hug, throwing her arms around me so tightly, I could almost faint. "How you been?" She says with her British accent, so instead of been, she says bean. And I can't help but smile at that.

"Oh you know, just the same old thing. School, go home, eat, sleep, wake up," I tell her with a smile, facing towards the cities of Washington and breathing in the cold, clean air. "Yea, you get the picture." Then, one of the most embarrassing things happened – my tummy growled. Seriously, did it have to happen there?

It growled even louder by the second. Yea, I have to admit. I hadn't eaten much since I left Virginia. "Well, someone seems starved," Bex laughs and shakes her head, offering her hand to me and says, "C'mon, let's go to the diner. My treat."

"So, how have you been?" Bex asks me again, moving the straw around in her drink, her eyes never straying from mine.

"You already asked me that and I already answered that." A soft laugh escapes my throat, trying my best not to seem nervous.

"Oh you know what I mean, Cammie, and don't try to change the subject."

I knew what she meant when she said it, but I just couldn't give her the answer she wanted. Heck, I didn't even know what she wanted to hear or even worse, how I was really doing. "Better than ever." I force a smile, hoping she takes my word for it.

"Cammie, I've known you since we were little kids. And trust me, it doesn't feel good to see a friend get hurt."

"Look, you don't have to worry about me. I'm doing just fine." I smile, but this time it was real. "I came here, so we could have fun. So, how bout we do just that?"

She hesitates for a second, focusing her eyes and maintaining eye contact with me. Drumming her fingers on the table and just when I thought she'd say "No", that's when she says, "Fine. But - ," She pauses after emphasizing the word "But" with such clarity, it's almost as if she didn't want me to miss it. "- only if you promise me to keep no secrets and lies between us. Right? What are best friends for?" She sticks out her pinky finger, waiting for mines to intertwine with hers so that we can make that oath of No secrets, No lies.

I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to make that promise with her. I trust her, but I just don't trust myself. All my life, I've been keeping secrets and been telling lies to people especially to those who have asked about my past. I mean, surely I wasn't the only one who does that in this world. My past wasn't that extraordinary. It was, just not in the super duper type of life that anyone could dream of. It was more of a melodramatic sort of life. Sometimes when I was in school and we were asked to share one of our best childhood memories to the class, well I couldn't think of any. Instead, I'd use most of class time to make up a story. But in reality, it was only what I dreamed of having. I could've had an awesome childhood, but tragedy just had to come in my way. It just had to.

I sat there, staring at Bex's finger and just then, I felt like the whole world was staring at me, waiting for me to make a move. I felt my sweat coming up, my jaw hardening, and my hands stiffening. Suddenly, I felt so afraid in such a long time. I was never good with promises and I don't know anybody who was. I learned in life that promises are meant to be broken. One for the reason to see if the person was trustworthy enough to keep it. The other was to see if you were willing enough to forgive that person for breaking it – if you were willing to put your trust in them again even after breaking that promise. Promises – they're made to challenge humanity and their capability of being loyal to one another. I didn't know if I was ready for any of those. For all I know, I've lost trust in people a long time ago.

Bex twirled her finger around just waiting for me. I knew she was beginning to lose patience. With all the hesitation, I made up my mind. And I couldn't leave my friend hanging. I came here to Washington to seek new things – be someone new. So, I couldn't let my past hold me back. So, I did what was right. I raised my pinky finger up at Bex, a smile forming at her lips. She raises one eyebrow, waiting for that intertwining of our fingers, and just then, I put my finger to hers, our fingers intertwining to make that oath. Then, at the same time, we both whisper, "Promise."

***New Story! Please R&R! :D Sorry if it's boring in the beginning, but it'll get better as you go deeper into it :)