A/N: new story. Enjoy.

The whole school fell in silence as they stared at the girl who entered the front doors of their school. Blonde hair and bright blue eyes. A defiant smile on her small, pink lips. Everyone stood gaping, their mouths wide open.

"She's hot, but she's not my type." The boy who referred to himself as a Greek God, namely Grant Newman, said while elbowing his friend. His friend, who was the school's heartthrob and bad boy, stared and smirked saying, "No. But she's MY type." He said, watching as the girl walked down the hallway, swaying her hips in the lightest manner. Zach couldn't help but think how seductive and sexy it looked. And she wasn't even trying. He ogled some more. She wore a black leather jacket over a white v-neck shirt that flaunted her curves and black jeans with boots. Zach looked down at his own clothes. They matched, except for the shoes.

He smirked when he saw the girl walking towards him. And that was when the whole school started erupted into gossips.

"God, she's hot."

"I think I'm in love with her, mate."

"Do you think she'll like me?"

"Do you think she'll join the cheering squad?"

The girl stopped in front of him, crossed her arms over her chest and stared at Zach. "Uh, hi?" Zach said then mentally slapped himself. Smooth Zach. Really smooth. By this point, the whole school had once again fallen quiet, watching their interaction. Much to his surprise the girl smiled at him and he couldn't help but smile back. Then again, much MORE to his surprise, she wrapped her arms around his neck and crashed her mouth into his. His hands automatically went around her waist even though he didn't know the girl. She kissed him rather hard and rough and when he felt her tongue on his bottom lip, he couldn't help but moan. She felt so good. And just like that she pulled away and walked, leaving Zach hot and flustered. "Um, what was that about?" Zach called. She turned around, said four words that made his heart stop and just winked at him. "The name's Cammie, babe."

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"Zach, she's bad news!" Grant said for the fourth time. He didn't know what Zach couldn't understand in those measly words. "And I'm not? For God's sake! Grant! I'm the school's bad boy."

"Fine! But I did background check on her and let me tell you, she's worse than you." He said, handing him a piece of paper.

A/N: New story. Hope ya'll like it.

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-Tris