Okay, so this is my first fanfiction, and i grabbed a few ideas here and there. I am totally okay with some criticism, and if you have any helpful ideas or suggestions, tell me! Feel free to review!

"Morning beautiful." I woke up, only to find im being suffocated by a pillow. (I know he wasnt kidding, since i never really look gross in the morning. Unlike someone.)

"Oh my god, get off!" I yelled laughing, my words muffled.

"What? Sorry I cant hear you, I think we have a bad connection. Call me back later!"

"Zachary Goode, If I suffocate when im only a senior, I swear I will haunt you for the rest of your life." I flailed my arms, and luckily, I smacked him on what i think was his arm.

"You've haunted me and my life so far, so its unlikely it'll be any different." He replied, and I could feel him smirking.

Finally, I was able to shove him off. He laid on the floor, laughing like an idiot.

"How the hell did you get in here anyway?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath. He held up his hands and shrugged.

"I have my ways." He said, giving me a look that made me know he knew something.

"So do I, and mister, you do not want to play with fire." I said, still tired from waking up. (Or being strangled awake, either one.) He reached into his pocket and pulled out a shiny silver key. A shiny silver key that looked strangely identical to my house key. Suddenly, it dawned on me.

"She did not."

"She did." He said, with a smirk.

"She did NOT." I repeated. I cannot believe my mother gave the house key to him.

"Well, its not like it matters. You basically live here anyway." I said, trying to play it cool. Sure, I was used to him being here, but giving him the key was like giving him the official badge to raid my privacy. As fast as I could, I tried to snatch it, but he saw it coming and quickly retracted his hand.

"Nu-uh, you arent getting this back anytime soon. Go get ready for school. If you're late, your mother has given me permission to ban you from anything you wanna do."

"Fine. But leave for now, you know where the other shower is, and Im using mine." I gestured towards the door.

"Why? Its not like theres anything to hide. Besides, Ive already seen you-"

"Just go!" I said, cutting him off.

~Hopelessly Clueless~

At school, Zach was one of the popular kids. Me on the other hand, tried to hide my talents and things and blended with the crowd. Like, im incredibly smart, musical, artistic, amazing singer and dancer, if i do say so myself. I do like playing volleyball and basketball, along with surfing and skiing and whatnot. And Zach was... Well, Zach. Even though I have more talents, him being a guy makes him more popular (I know, i dont get the logic in that either). Hes QB of the football team, a straight A student,having tons of hidden talents, and it doesn't hurt that both of us are, well, i guess the word would be.. Kinda hot, i guess?

When i arrived at school I immediately went over and walked with my friend Macey. I sipped my coffee and explained the whole story about my mom leaving for a few weeks and the Zach issue.

"Didn't he come out of the bathroom naked one time?" She said raising her eyebrows in a funky way.

"Please Mace, lets not speak of the devil. Anyway, did you pick your outfit for the party today?" I poked her in the ribs. "Hosted by you-know-who?" She blushed cheekily and shushed me. Macey had a crush on this guy named Preston, who was loaded with cash and fancy, not to mention hes kinda cute.

"Shut up. And yes, I always have things planned. How about you?" "Im not going." I said casually. I braced myself. 3...2...1... Annnnnddddddd...

"WHAT?" She exploded. "Cammie Morgan, I dont know if you know- actually I know you know, that this is THE party of the year hosted by YOUR best friends-best friend and I am not going to let you not go because I think we both know that the gossip page for Roseville High will rant about how the queen is not going."

I looked over at her and rolled my eyes. "Dramatic much?" I sighed. "Im not going." Macey pouted for a bit, then sighed.

"Did I mention how much i love you and need you at the party? And do I need to remind you I saved your sorry ass when you almost got in trouble last week?" She said, crossing her arms.

i groaned. "Fine. But you're doing all my make-up and clothes, because im too lazy." She beamed. I knew she like doing all the prep things for me. As we were talking, I wasn't looking and accidentally bumped into a guy who i didn't see, spilling his coffee all over him. Way to blend, i thought to myself.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! It was totally an accident! Are you okay?" I panicked, reaching for my handkerchief. (I know, I know. Who the heck carries a hanky? I carry a hanky. No questions please.) Macey stared at us trying to contain her laughter. Which she is bad at, by the way.

"What the-" He began to say. Then he looked up, and I finally saw him clearly. He was... Gorgeous. He had dark brown hair, with blue eyes that were stunning. I felt myself blush.

"Uhhhhh, no, its fine. The guy messed up my order anyway." He smiled. Did I mention his teeth were so white they were blinding?

"I am so sorry, here, you got a little something..." I offered my hanky, and he wiped his shirt down.

"I have an extra pair of clothes, its fine." Suddenly, the bell rang. My eyes widened, and apparently the guy noticed. "Its fine," he repeated. "You can go. Its not like im on fire or anything." I blushed again.

"Thank you so much. And sorry again! Bye! Sorry!" Macey and I hurried to our lockers. We split up, but not before Macey could whisper, "Hottie alert!" I giggled as we parted ways.

~ Hopelessly Clueless~

After a few of my classes, Macey and I met up during break. While we were talking, a girl approached us. Macey nudged me, and I looked up.

"Hi!" She said, super cheerily. "Im Liz!"

I smiled. "I know, hi!" She smiled, but then realized she approached us first.

"Okay, so I don't wanna be all weird-o on you, but i happen to know, you're like, best friends with Zachary Goode?" She asked. I nodded. Didn't everyone? "So can you ask him if hes free on Sunday? Wait, actually, can you give this to him? It has my number on it." She smiled sweetly and her eyes glittered hopefully. She was cute, ill give her that.

"Of course!" I said grinning. After she left, I turned to Macey.

"Where is Zach now?" I asked. She shrugged. "Go ask his football jockeys. Ill meet you later." I thanked her and then made my way towards the group of muscle men.

"Hey guys, have you seen Zach?"

"Hes in the locker room. Who are you?" Said one of the guys."Girlfriend?" Showing mock offense, I almost gagged.

"No."

"Sister?"

"No."

"Classmate?"

"Ehhh, kinda."

"Then who?"

"Cammie Morgan. Now 'scuse me, Ive got a message to deliver."

"Hes the only one in there, and he just went back to do a couple things." I ignored him and then pushed the door to the lockers.

"Zach?" I called out, my voice echoing. No answer. I waited for a second to see if he would scare me. "Zachhhhhhhhhhh?" I called again. Suddenly, I felt a sudden warmth on my neck. Chills ran up mr body. I turned around, almost bumping into Zach.

"Zach, I- Oh dear god put some clothes on!" I rolled my eyes when i noticed all he had was a towel. His hair was wet so i assume he was taking a shower.

"Why? Like i said before, theres nothing to hide." He was literally less that a foot away from me. I glared at him.

"I need to go soon. Meet me at the Grill after school. I need to talk to you." He feigned surprise.

"The magnificent Cammie Morgan, asking me out on a date. Am i lucky today or what?" I squinted at him.

"Okayyyy then, i just told you to meet me because i forgot my phone and i need to give you something. And i got to go right now, ill catch you later."

"What, and miss the fun?" He called out.

"Put some clothes on!" I yelled as I left.