A/N: Hi guys! This is my first ever fan fiction and I'm really excited! Please tell me what you think about it because I'm not sure if I should continue it or not.

Cammie's POV

My first day at Roseville High. Great. I reversed my sleek red mini into the school car park and scanned my new surroundings. I saw all the usual groups: the popular, pretty girls/bitches (a.k.a normally the "omg! I broke a nail!" girls or "Daddy's cut my allowance to $250 a week, I'm sooo upset!" girls), the jock/players (I tend to stay away from them…), the nerds (glasses, braces, checked shirts the whole works) and then everyone else, really I didn't do a whole school search.

Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Cameron Morgan, preferably Cammie, I'm 17 (almost 18) and I just moved here from New York. I have long browny, blond hair and hazel eyes. I think of myself as average to be honest, not tall yet not small. Not fat, yet not skinny as a twig. Average. I suppose I like it though because I hate standing out. I like to blend in with people, like a chameleon, which is my other nickname. Like my dad used to say "it's more useful to hide than stand out". He was wise like that but unfortunately he died. I miss him all the time but I guess we just have to move on and get on with our lives.

My mum has just found a new job as the head mistress of an all-girls school, Gallagher Academy, hence us moving to Roseville, but since the school is a boarding school she stays there. She visits me normally once every two weeks but calls me practically every two days. Do I mind being on my own? Not really, sure some company's nice but what can you do about it?

I sat in the car for about 30 seconds, preparing myself, then grabbed my handbag and stepped out of the car. I swiftly walked in to the school and registered to the office. I was given my timetable and my locker keys.

My locker was just down the corridor so I stopped by and put my jacket in so I didn't have to carry it around with me. As I turned around to find my first class, I crashed into a solid figure.

"Omg! I'm so sorry; I'm such a klutz sometimes!" I exclaimed as I looked up at the boy in front of me.

The first thing in noticed was his eyes, they were bright sea green and his chocolate coloured hair was messed up in all the right places. He was tall and very muscular. So, pretty much, he was a hottie.

"It's fine, you must be new here?" he almost smirked.

"Yeah, I'm Cammie."

"Zach." He says casually, as we shake hands. "So what have you got first?"

"Spanish."

"Well look at that, so do I. Guess I'll just have to walk you to it." This time he fully smirked. I was beginning to get annoyed.

"Y'know what? I think I can manage bye." As I marched off along the corridor.

"Spanish is the other way!" he called after me. I spun around, eyeing him, once again, he smirked. I strolled off past him (in the right direction) and headed to my first class.

Señorita Clark was a small, petite lady but with a loud voice.

"Class! This is Cameron Morgan and she is new to the school. I hope everyone makes her feel at home." She turns to me. "Cameron dear, why don't you go sit beside Rebecca at the back?" I nod to her and walk up to the table at the back. As I do, I see Zach sitting at the side of the classroom.

The girl sitting there was gorgeous. She had cappuccino coloured skin and long, silky, dark hair, which was tied back in a pony- tail. She had large brown eyes and a well-proportioned face.

"Hi, I'm Bex." She says to me with a strong British accent.

"Hey, I'm Cammie." I reply. She seemed nice.

Really the lesson was a skive. I had already finished this topic at my old school so I knew it all. Bex really made me feel comfortable and talked to me during the class.

"So what have you got next?" Bex asked me.

"Music, you?"

"Art, but how about you come sit beside me and my friends at lunch? So you're not alone?" It sounded good to me and Bex did seem really lovely.

"Sure, I'd love to."

"Great! Wait? You have music, yeah? Well there's a girl call Macey McHenry in that class. She's like one of my best friends. Tell her I said that your to hang around with us."

"Ok then."

As I walked into Music, once again I spoke to the teacher about me just moving here. But, to be honest, he didn't really take any interest and just nodded.

I examined the room for a seat and found one next to a normal looking boy.

"You don't want to sit there, he em…well…let's just say he knows how to pass gas. Very well." A girl with mid-length black locks advised me. She looked like she just came from a Vogue photo shoot. She was wearing a short pleated skirt, a Hollister blouse, a Hollister cardigan and a pair of black stiletto heels. She was stunning!

I quickly glanced down at what I was wearing. Suddenly, my faded jeans, checked shirt and converse seemed like I had just been to a wedding wearing a garbage bag.

"Really? Thanks." I say as I discreetly pick up my bag and slide out of the chair. She gestures for me to sit next to her, so I do.

"You must be Cammie, right?" the model asked me.

"Yeah, how did yo-"

"Texting." She says while wiggling her mobile in the air. "Bex texted me in case you were too shy to come up to me. I'm Macey but I'm pretty sure you've figured that out by now." Actually didn't but I just nodded anyway.

"You didn't actually know did you?"

"No but how did you k-"Once again she cut me off.

"Yeah, I have this thing where I can tell if anyone's lying. Kinda handy in some situations, I guess." Wow. She really was amazing.

The class flew past and as it turned out, Macey and I, had the same classes up to lunch. She was really wonderful. She told me about everyone in the classes so I had the heads up on people. And before I knew it, it was lunch.

Macey led me through the halls, and as I tried to remember the route she had taken, she gossiped to me the whole time. Damn! That girl knew her stuff!

When we reached the lunch hall, Macey and I took some food from the canteen. I instantly saw Bex waving enthusiastically towards us.

"Easy Bex, you almost took her eye out!" Macey exclaims as she takes a seat next to a small looking girl.

"Well sorry! I was just trying to catch your attention! Cammie take a seat! This is Liz, Grant, Jonas and Nick." I got a cheery chorus of hi's and hey's in response.

Liz looked adorable. She had blonde hair cut in a neat bob, bright blue eyes and looked very small and skinny. I noticed that she had a positive vibe about her and she looked as cute as a button (why do we even say "cute as a button"? it's not like buttons are exactly cute?).

Jonas had brown curly hair and glasses. I had to admit, he didn't look very well built. Although, he looked quite nerdy, you could tell he was a total sweetheart.

Grant looked like a Greek God! His light brown hair was spiked up and his eyes were a golden colour. He was very strong and looked really attractive.

Nick looked like the tallest of the lot. He, as well, was attractive. He had short blond hair and sapphire eyes. So really they were a fine-looking group. I took a seat next to Liz.

"So Cammie, Bex says you just moved here?" Nick asks curiously, while stuffing his face with mac and cheese.

"Yeah, I'm originally from Nebraska but I lived in New York. My Mum just found a job at Gallagher Academy as the head mistress, but she didn't want me going there so this was the only school nearby." I clarify as I take a bit of my sandwich.

"Cool, are you the one with the red mini?"

"Nick! Stop being so nosy! She just got here, don't make her feel like she's in the Spanish Inquisition!" Macey exclaimed.

"All he asked if she has a red mini?" Grant says defensively.

"Yeah, but don't you think it's a bit rude?" Bex poses.

This started a group discussion. Five minutes later the discussion was still going on, (to be honest I think the boys had a point, he was just trying to make conversation) that I almost didn't notice another person sit down opposite me.

"Don't tell me you guys are arguing whether or not Brad should be with Jennifer or Angelina again?" says the new individual, I didn't look up though as I was taking the cheese out of my sandwich (seriously? Who puts cheese, lettuce, tomato and tuna on a sandwich?).

"No we were debating if it was rude to ask Cammie if she owns a red mini. Oh! By the way Cammie, this is Zach." Liz explains. Oh no, not the can't-stop-smirking Zach. I'm pretty sure there is over one Zach in the whole school right? And knowing my luck, it was this Zach, and man, can't the Big Guy give me a break? I recycle on a regular basis.

"Hi Cammie, glad you made your way to Spanish okay." Zach says in a totally sarcastic way. I eyeballed him as he smirked at me.

"Wow guys! Someone pleaseeee explain to me what's going on here?" Macey practically begged.

"Ah! Well it turns out that I actually bumped into Cammie this morning before period 1 and asked her if she wanted help getting to Spanish but she rudely said no. I was truly heart-broken!" he says while faking to be crying.

"Please say you're not taking drama?" I ask him mockingly.

"Oooooh, Goode would like some water for the BURNT area?" Grant teases.

"Shut up man." Zach replies. Lunch was a laugh. Zach teased me, Macey gossiped, Bex asked about my school back in New York, Jonas asked about my subjects, Liz was curious about my skills with science (which I do not have any of) and Nick…well Nick asked me about my car. Again.

"Look Cammie I'm not trying to be rude, but do you own the red mini?" Nick queried.

"Yes Nick that is my car." I answered trying not to laugh.

"Thanks, nice set of wheels there. How many times d-"

"Nick let it go. It's a car, it doesn't even talk!" Zach interrupted. Nick gave him the finger then stalked off.

"So Gallagher girl, what have you got next?" Zach asked me once again.

"English then P.E."

"Yay! Omg! So do I! We could like sit next to each other in English and talk about boys. Then in P.E. we're doing combat but we can sit on the bench and do our nails! Omg! I can't wait!" he mocked in the most girly voice.

"Zach, I'm worried you can do those voices, have you been to your doctor recently? You might need a check-up." I say trying to sound serious. Zach shot me the finger and I laughed at him. Just then the bell rang.

"Aw sorry Cammie, we all have French, guess you're going to have to go with Zach really sorry. Will see you later yeah?" Liz says sincerely to me. She really sounded like she was about to cry.

"It's fine Liz, honest. I'll just find another girl to sit beside." Zach was listening in on our conversation and suddenly his grin was as large as the Cheshire cat's. I glanced at him, confused, as I didn't know what he meant.

"Better be on our way, see you guys later!" We all said our byes and I headed off to English.

Zach's POV

I was just about to take off after Cammie, when Bex and Macey approached me.

"Listen Zach," Macey said with all seriousness in her tone "We really like Cammie and we know what you're like with your flirting, so just leave Cammie alone. She's going through a hard time right now and doesn't need your hassle." Bex threatened.

"Wow ladies! Calm yourselves, first off I'm not into Cammie." LIE! "Second off moving schools aren't exactly a 'hard time' and third off I was just seeing if she was tough or not, she's going to need to be in this town anyway."

"You just don't get it do you? Moving schools isn't Cammie's 'hard time'!" Macey harshly said.

"Then what is?" I retorted back to the girls.

"She'll tell you when she's ready." Bex said as they stormed off to French. Man, girls are just a pain in the ass! I thought to myself. Then Cammie popped into my head. She wasn't a pain in the ass. She was perfect, her hair, her eyes, her smile, her personality everything. I'd never felt like this before. Then I thought about Macey's and Bex's words she'll tell you when she's ready. And that meant only one thing. I was going to find out.

So there you go! Please tell me what you think about it and what I should do next I'm really not sure. Remember this is my first ever fanfiction so don't be too hard on me. I don't own these characters, Ally Carter does. Thanks guys and R&R!