Cammie POV

Macey McHenry, my best friend and the senators' daughter, decided we should have a girl's night out and who was I to say no. A new nightclub, called The Circle, was having its grand opening and Macey and I were on the VIP list to every club in town.

A bit about me is that I'm the hottest and the most eligible bachelorette in America. I couldn't believe it because Macey had always been prettier than me. My family was famous because my father, Matthew Morgan, has directed some of the most successful movies, my mom was the president's daughter and I have the pleasure of being their daughter. My dad stopped with show business because he became diagnosed with cancer and wanted to spend more time with me and my mom. He died when I was 9 but my mom and I never left the spotlight.

We got ready at her house before we left. Jeff agreed to look after me while we were out (he was Macey's main bodyguard, secret boyfriend and usually our designated driver). When we got to the club we overlooked the mile long line of people waiting to get in. We strutted up to the front of the line without looking back at the complaining crowd.

"Hey Shane." Macey and I smiled up at the bouncer.

"Miss McHenry, Miss Morgan. We've been expecting you." He winked at us then let us in.

Macey and I were hard partiers and all of America knew that. We were always on the front cover of newspapers puking in bushes or passed out on someone's lawn if Jeff had gotten drunk.

I went straight over to the bar and sat on one of stools.

"What can I get for a pretty girl like yourself?" The bartender flirted.

"I'll have two shots of vodka, two screwdrivers and one sex on the beach. Keep them coming at a steady pace."

"That's cute but I'm going to need some I.D."

"Do you not know who I am? I am Cameron Morgan. I could buy this place right now and use it as a shoe closet." My voice got quieter but harsher. "No one asks me for I.D. because everyone knows I'm only 17. They also know I could have them out of work in one phone call. Get me what I want or I will call my aunt and ask her to fire you."

"Yes Miss Morgan." He said and rushed to get my drink.

I smiled at the power I had. I didn't mean to be a bitch to him but I needed the alcohol. I knew I wasn't going to be there for long.

Zach POV

It was 7:30 and I was laying on my bed at home talking to my mom on the phone. She wanted to go over last minute details but the game on my laptop seemed more interesting. Grant Cameron was my best friend and practically lived in my house so I wasn't surprised when he burst into my bedroom with a huge grin on his face. The phone was on speaker so my mom heard the door open.

"Is that Grant?" She asked.

"Hey Mrs. Goode." He shouted back.

"Hello dear. How is your mother?"

"She's great."

"That's good to hear. Zach I'll be over in half an hour and everyone else should arrive a little after that. See you boys later."

"Bye mom."

"Later Mrs. Goode."

I ended the call then turned to Grant. "Hey man what's up?"

"My mom is opening a new club. It's called The Circle. We have to go."

"Didn't you hear my mom? She's not backing down. They are all coming tonight."

"Then this can be your last act of freedom. Your mom is going to be here on half an hour they start coming we can sneak out."

"Sweet. Let's do it."

45 minutes later we were on our way to The Circle. Sneaking out was quite easier than I thought. When we got there we went straight in. It wasn't long before I last Grant so I want over to the bar to get a drink.

I looked onto the dance floor and saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I let out a little "wow" under my breath.

The bartender must have heard because he asked, "the hot blonde in the white dress?" I nodded but didn't turn around. "She's a bitch. Her name is Cameron something and she almost killed me when I asked her for I.D.."

"That's Cameron Morgan. She's rich and is always drunk. You don't wanna mess with her."

"You know her?"

"I know of her. All of America knows of her. She doesn't take crap from anyone which is why she was on the front of every magazine when she got in a fight. She's also really mysterious. Her and her mother disappeared for a while. No one knows why but when they came back she was at all these parties and she had filled out a little more. She's the hottest girl in America and with hips like those I know why."

I got up from the stool and walked over to Cameron. Out of nowhere I felt confidence running through my body.

"Hey Sexy." I said into her ear as I put my hands on her hips.

"Who are you?" She asked but didn't pull away from me. Her body, her hips, kept moving with the fast pace music.

"Zachary Goode, but you can call me whatever you like."

"Well Zachary, you should know that I have no interest in sleeping with you. I'm not a whore."

"Who said I wanted to sleep with you? I just wanted to dance with the most beautiful girl in the room. Now everyone can envy us because there is no doubt I am gorgeous."

I didn't know where this was coming from. I usually arrived with Grant, sat at the bar, flirt with every girl that came up to be then drive Grant and whatever girl he found to the nearest hotel. I wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.

Suddenly am older woman stormed up to us and grabbed Cameron's arm.

"What the hell mom!?" She shouted as the woman dragged her out of my arms, out of the club.

There was something different about her and I wanted to find out what it was. I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I took it out and saw my mom's picture. I'm gonna be in so much shit I thought to myself.