Hey! New story! It's been on my mind for a while. I know I still have to finish my first Gallagher Girls fanfic, but it hasn't been getting all that many reviews and I personally don't think it is my best work. I might be able to work through it, though. And if you have read the hunger games as well, I have a cross over with that and Gallagher Girls and I only have 3 reviews, it is a really good plot though. Now this story is based on Say Something by Austin Mahone. You should look it up, it's really cool. Okie dokie, here we go.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gallagher Girls, the plot is mine, the characters are Ally Carter.

P.S. This story is going to be in Zach's POV, I might include a couple Cammie's POV, but I will make sure you know before I do.

She was so beautiful, without even realizing it. How could nobody notice this simple beauty. Of course I am more observant than everyone else because I was pretty much the head of the school, not to brag or anything, but I'm Goode. Literally, my name is Zach Goode and I am a senior at Gallagher High. You see, Gallagher high used to be two separate boarding schools, Gallagher Academy for Girls and Blackthorn Institute for boys. I went to Blackthorn when I was 13 and stayed there until I was 15 and starting the high school part, that was the same year that the two boarding schools merged to create a giant boarding school with a public school name, I don't know why. I am the well known Zach Goode and I love it. I am quarter back for the football team and I also play soccer and baseball. Don't get me wrong, I'm not an idiot jock, my best friend Grant fills that spot, but I am definitely not as smart as my other nerd friend Jonas or her.

Her being Cameron Morgan. Her friend call her Cammie, though. She is one smart chick. She's also a cheerleader and more than once Grant has caught me staring during practice. I noticed her the first day of high school when the schools merged and my eyes were drawn to her in every class we had together, A.K.A, all. A bit cliché, but hey, that's how it is. Nobody really sees her except me and her friends. You might think that another part of being a jock is to be a player. Really? I'm not, I've had my fair share of girls, but I never play them. Okay that's a lie, I have never had a girlfriend or have been kissed. Sad, right? Of course I have had plenty of girls throw themselves at me, I am pretty hot. Hey! I'm not a stud, that doesn't mean that I'm not a bit conceited.

Right now, I should be taking notes in math class, but I am way to busy admiring the dirty blond hair that was falling in slight waves right in front of me. Creepy, yes. Am I a creeper? I like to think not. I just am infatuated I guess you could say.

"Ow!" I was snapped out of my reverie as Jonas, my nerd friend I mentioned earlier, poked me with a freshly sharpened pencil in the arm.

"Stop drooling and pay attention, Goode," Jonas hissed from beside me as he quickly solved the problem on the board.

I ignored the problem and turned to Jonas, "What are you talking about?"

Jonas rolled his dark brown eyes and pushed his glasses up his nose as he turned to look at me, "It might be a secret to Grant and Nick and everybody else that you're obsessed with Cameron, but I'm a lot smarter than them and I know that you like her."

I frowned for a second and unfortunately, the saying 'saved by the bell', didn't come to work in this situation. I was saved from answering Jonas, but not the way I wish I could have been,

"Mr. Goode," I looked up at my name being called by the teacher.

"Huh?" I questioned, there was a few chuckles from boys in the class and flirty giggles from most of the girls, however, the girl in front of me remained silent, I did notice her turn her head slightly to hear me better, though.

"I asked you to answer this question, Mr. Goode," The teacher reiterated and I smirked my famous smirk to hide any emotions that I feel.

I snuck a quick peek at the board and solved the review problem in my head, "28," I answer confidently, I had every reason to be confident, of course.

The teacher narrowed his eyes at me, obviously upset that he couldn't bust me for not listening at all, and turned back to the board to ramble.

I reluctantly started taking notes, I didn't want Jonas to converse with me any more about Cammie. It was embarrassing that I couldn't hide that simple fact from Jonas.

The bell rang a short time later and I gather my stuff quickly, wetting my lips from the dry winter air coming through invisible cracks in the wall. I happened to stand up the same time as Cammie and bumped into her. Neither of us dropped anything like one of those movies about people meeting the love of their life when they drop their books and touch hands at the same time. No, I just saw Cammie's cheeks turn a slight pink as she muttered an apology with her musical voice.

I watched her as she left the room, running a hand through my tousled brown hair, my green eyes following her movement as she weaved through the crowds. Geeze, I had it bad. I was being all sappy and gooey and I felt like an idiot.

I turned the other way from her direction and started to my locker. We all had dorm rooms, girls on one side of the school and boys on the other, but we also had lockers through the hall to make it seem more public school-like. Weird.

I maneuvered the code into my lock of my locker and threw the door open. I exchanged my math books for some science and then closed it. Grant was down the hall and I walked toward him just as he struck out with Rebecca Baxter, again.

"You know, I have a lot of girls pining after me right now," Grant started a conversation and I walked silently up behind him. It was no secret that Grant like Rebecca, call her Bex, and had been asking her out since sophomore year, she never accepted, I think she liked the run and he liked the chase. I noticed that Cammie was slightly behind Bex, silently fiddling with her iPhone as she listened to music. Whenever I saw her out of class, she was either with her friends, listening to music, or reading silently in a calming place, she was never one to ask for attention.

"Okay," Bex's voice raised at the end, a prompt that he should get to the point.

"You know, that's usually a turn on for a lot of girls," Grant commented, obviously he wasn't counting on explaining his reasoning for his comment, idiot.

Bex cocked a hip and looked him in the eye with an eyebrow raise. Cammie looked up at the movement ans smiled slightly, she knew that my friend was going to get shot down again today and I could tell she was looking forward to it. Her ocean blue eyes were shining in amusement and I found it hard to look away from her and back at the scene before me.

"Yeah, well I'm not cheap like a lot of girls."

"Ohhh!" I yelled in amusement, patting Grant on the shoulder and startling him a bit. I saw Cammie giggle quietly out of the corner of my eye and I just wished she would say something.

"You striked out again, Grant, better luck next time, we have to get to science." I turned to Bex and Cammie and smirked at them, my group of boys, Grant, Jonas, Nick and I, have been friends with them for a while. Their other two roommates, Elizabeth Sutton A.K.A. Liz and Macey McHenry were dating our other two roommates, Liz and Jonas and Macey and Nick. We all knew each other, but Grant and I weren't as lucky to get the girls we wanted very easily, I havent exactly talked to Cammie, but Grant has talked to Bex so I know he wont be getting too lucky anytime soon.

"We'll see you girls at lunch," I nodded to them and Bex acknowledged me with a 'bye as she head to her class, Cammie just gave me a tiny smile and looked up through her long eyelashes as she went around us and hurried to her next class. My head turned with her movement as she walked by and I smiled slightly that she had acknowledged me.

"Aww, Man! How many times do I have to be denied until Bex accepts my invitation to go on a date?"

I rolled my eyes at Grant's whining, "When you quit treating her like she is another cheap girl, then she will go on a date with you, it's not rocket science, Grant."

Grant scoffed as he walked in step with me to our next class, following Cammie's path, "If it's so easy then how come you have never had a girl friend?"

I scowled at him bringing that up, "That's different and you know it," I responded and punched him in the arm not so lightly.

Grant gave a low grunt and swung his beefy arm at my head at which I quickly ducked and chuckled loudly as his sound of frustration, I always better at fighting than him, I'm quicker and more stealthy.

We kept up these antics until we arrived outside our science classroom and just as the bell rung, I shoved Grant into the room and followed him quickly, ignoring his stumble and the blatant stares and glare from the teacher and our classmates.

I shrugged and picked my seat in the back, Nick Cross was my lab partner, and even though he was no Jonas, he was decently smart, not to mention one of my best friends and roommate.

Cammie and Macey McHenry sat right across the isle from us and Nick enjoyed passing notes with them during class like we were still in middle school and not seniors in high school.

I just rolled my eyes and tried my best to pay attention during class. I would sneak small peeks at Cammie during class, but it wasn't very easy to blatantly stare at her in this class because she doesn't sit in front of me and that would just be weird, or weirder.

The class passed quickly as we crammed for the finals that were coming next week before winter break. Most kids would be going to visit family during winter break, but a few students stayed home because of family issues or just being unable to leave or something. I was one of those kids. I stayed at the school during breaks except some summer breaks because I hate my mom and my father is dead. My mom, I never had a good relationship with her, at all. She does drugs and is an alcoholic. Dad died when they were coming back from a trip to Vegas and he was resting after driving for a while. My mother was an idiot and started drinking while driving from some alcohol that she hid from my dad as she drove. She crashed and my father died on impact while my mother just came out with a few scrapes and bruises. I was 11 at the time and staying with my dad's aunt, I planned to keep it that way until I came here, but my great aunt died from old age soon after and I had to live with my druggie mother until I came here. That is the reason that I don't visit her, anyways, I'm 18, so I can just leave without her once I graduate this year.

I went through the routine of the day and soon it was lunch. The cafeteria sold mac and cheese. Their food wasn't terrible, but it wasn't gourmet, either.

I watched as the luch lady plopped some of the cheesy goodness onto my plate and I walked over to my table where all of my friends were already seated.

"What's up man?" Nick bumped my hand with his hand that wasn't around Macey's shoulder.

"Eh. Just trying to keep all of the extra information my teachers blurted out in my head." I answered with a shrug and sat down next to Grant, across from Cammie who was smiling a laughing with Liz about some girl things. I couldn't help but smile slightly at her cuteness and forced myself to look away and back at Nick who was talking again.

"You guys going to the winter formal?" I raised my eye brows, I didn' know that there was a winter formal this year.

Jonas nudged Liz from the other side of the table from me and Cammie turned away so that Liz and Jonas could cuddle in private after their quiet conversation, probably asking each other to the dance. I looked up from my plate the same time Cammie did and I met her blue eyes with my green. She smiled slightly at me and I grinned a toothy smile, forgetting that I had cheese sauce on my teeth. She burst out laughing and the tip of my ears became warm as I quickly finished chewing and wiped off any cheese on my teeth with my tongue. Cammie's laughing attracted the attention from Bex and she started talking, "What's up Cammie?"

Cammie was laughing too hard and just shook her head, shooting a glance at me, obvious enough for Bex to know that I caused it.

Bex turned towards me and I shrugged, the heat fading from my ears, "She's crazy, she just laughs at anything."

Cammie's laughing stopped and she reached across the table to give me a playful slap on the arm with a fake hurt expression, "Don't lie, Zachary Goode. You know full well that you should always chew and swallow before you open your mouth."

I was stunned a bit, Cammie and I had barely talked at all, let alone flirted like this, who's to say I didn't enjoy it, though?

"Nuh-huh," I joked, shaking my head dramatically, "It's not Zachary, it's Zach, only Zach."

Cammie rolled her eyes at my antics and I noticed how silent our table had gone to watch the exchange, I suppose that Cammie noticed too. It didn't bother me, but Cammie was shy and a beautiful blush pained her cheeks as she sunk back into her quiet shell. I frowned a bit that I wasn't able to converse with her more, but that was just who she was.

"Anywhooo," Bex drawled out, shooting glances between Cammie and I and I just knew that Cammie was going to be tortured tonight before she talked about what brought it on tonight. That was the perk of living with violent girls. Did you catch the sarcasm there?Lunch passed in a fairly normal manner after that, except that I did notice that Grant was quieter than normal, I could practically see the gears turning in his head as he thought about something.

The rest of the day was uneventful until the bell rang, ending the last class, my only class that I didn't have with Cammie.

I gathered my stuff and headed out the door, I was running over my schedule for this afternoon, football practice, and then homework and then dinner and blah blah blah. This made me not pay attention and I crashed into something, or rather someone as I turned a sharp corner.

There were several plunks as that person dropped their books and I quickly started helping them pick it up. It wasn't until I looked up that I realized it was Cammie.

I gave her a smirk with a bit of geniality in it and I saw her smile a bit as well before she focused on picking up a couple of pencils.

I stood up and grabbed her elbow to help her as well, "Sorry about that," I apologized and tried to get her to look me in the eye again.

She was stubborn and kept her head down except to peek at me through her curtain of hair a couple times, "It's fine, I wasn't paying attention," She responded and finally, finally, looked me in the eye again.

My smirk turned into a smile and she reached for the books that I had picked up from the floor for her.

"Nope," I turned my arms slightly, stubbornly refusing to let her carry them again.

She crossed her arms over chest, she was only carrying a couple pencils in her left hand and she pouted a bit, "Zach, I have to go to my locker and exchange a few books, I need those."

I smiled at the adorable sight that was an annoyed Cammie.

"No, I'll bring them to your locker with you, you obviously can't carry them on your own, Gallagher Girl."

She raised her eyebrows at the nickname, "Gallagher Girl?"

I smiled, satisfied that she came out of her shell a bit, "Yeah, well you used to go to Gallagher Academy, right?"

She nodded slowly.

"And you are a girl, right?" I knew she was a girl alright.

She glared at me a bit, "Obviously.""Yeah, so what's wrong with Gallagher Girl?" I questioned. She was opening her locker by this time and I quickly I dodged her reaching arms as she tried to grab the books again, opting for placing them in her locker.

She rolled her eyes and looked at me after she had gathered her books that she did need. She closed the locker and faced me, "Whatever, Blackthorn Boy, I'll see you later."

She walked out of the school and towards the girls dorm rooms. I smiled as I watched her go, I like this new Cammie, a lot.