Hey, I know that I have totally been wiped off the face of the earth but, here's the story I wanted to try and do. If it's successful I will update if not then… I don't know. Hope you like it!

Her feet played a rhythmic pattern on the pavement as she walked. She breathed in the cool November air wishing life was always this easy. She came to a stop at a bench at an old park in downtown Virginia. It was finely polished, the ends of the bench curled into a circle designing an expertly crafted swirl. A thought of passed her mind as she sat down crossing her legs. Her eyes closed. For once everything was quiet, everything was tranquil.

A set of familiar footsteps tapped on the pavement causing the girl's eyes to abruptly open. The boy's dark brown hair was disheveled, not yet hanging over his eyes. It was actually just a little longer than a buzz cut.

Cammie nodded her head in the boy's direction. Her anger very well disguised from his rude intruding. "Goode"

Zach sat down on the bench next to her purposefully closing in the open space between them. "So Morgan, why are you out in a park all by yourself on this fine day? Don't you have any boys to kiss?"

She rolled her ocean blue eyes causing Zach to chuckle. "Actually no Goode, but, don't you have any girls to get pregnant?"

Zach held his hands up as if surrendering. "Whoa, whoa when did we start talking about my personal life?"

Cammie brushed off her Levis, standing up. "And that answers my question." She walked off her eyes focused on an unknown horizon as her mind swirled to previous times with Zach. How they fought over who gets the swings first or who can run the fastest. They had always been like brother and sister only with much different flaws…much different flaws.

Cammie's pace suddenly slowed as Zach's feet came running up the sidewalk. She stopped abruptly, moving her gaze to the boy before her.

"Hey, have you finished Mr. Solomon's history homework?" Zach asked a blank expression on his face.

Cammie smiled putting a hand on her hip. "Oh, so Mr. Perfect needs my homework because his mommy can't help him."

Zach copied Cammie's position but with a more girly input. "No, it's just that I have to go on a date with Charity and I don't have time to do it."

Cammie rolled her eyes again but with more confidence as she started to walk off. "No way I'm helping you just because you have to go on some date with a cheerleader."

Zach walked backwards facing Cammie, moving himself into her path of walking. "Come on Cam."

Cammie shook her dirty blonde hair making it sway loosely. "Nuh-uh"

Zach had one last option to make her change her mind. He pushed out his bottom lip and made his eyes bigger.

Cammie turned her head not able to bear the face. "Come on Zach, not the puppy dog face that is so like second grade."

Zach moved into her line of viewing. "Please Cam."

Cammie made a swift motion down with her hands, admitting to defeat as she said the words a Morgan never says. "You got me, you win."

~Time Skip~

Cammie tapped her hands on the top of the refrigerator undecidingly. "Sprite, coke, or Sunkist?"

"Coke for me!" Zach yelled never pulling his eyes from the football game on t.v.

Cammie shrugged pulling out two cokes. "I guess I'll take the same."

"Goode, heads up!" she said tossing him a coke that he expertly caught.

"And the crowd goes wild!" she said plopping down on the couch. Zach stared at the screen the light reflecting off his face.

Cammie lightly nudged him with her elbow. "How'd the date with Charity go?"

Zach brought his right hand up swaying it back and forth. "Alright, we broke up though, she's not my type."

"Uh-huh, so what is your type." Cammie asked out of plain curiosity.

Zach shrugged nonchalantly. "Don't have one."

Her eyebrows furrowed together questionably. "Well, how can she not be your type when you don't have a type."

Zach laughed lightly making Cammie's heart flutter nervously. "Well its just that I don't really like her."

Cammie looked at the ceiling. "And how many times have I heard that one?"

Zach frowned. "Well, you don't like her and my brother hates her so what am I suppose to do?"

Cammie focused her eyes on the screen so she didn't have to look at Zach."Do what everyone does just give her a chance besides what everyone else thinks."

Zach sighed getting up to throw his can away. "Yeah I'll try that next time." His voice was full of sarcasm he had never dated a girl longer than three days.

Cammie turned around on the couch to face Zach. "And why have you been skipping class lately?"

Zach grabbed his coat off the rack hanging in Cammie's living room closet. "Classified"

"Your cryptic answers annoy me so much." She said blowing furiously on a piece of hair that got in her eyes.

Zach smirked. "I know that's exactly what I want." And with that Zachary Goode was gone to a somewhere no one knew.

Did you like it? Love it? Tell me if I should update even though I don't know where I'm going with this. Again, if no one likes it I won't continue. But, in the next chapter I may do Cammie's POV or Third person. I really don't know yet. But please R&R you guys are the only reasons why I bother updating.

~Love, Nicky