DISCLAIMER: ALL BELONGS TO ALLY CARTER. EXCEPT THE PLOT. BUT SOMEBODY'S SURELY DONE SOMETHING SUPER CLOSE TO THIS… I KNOW A FEW SIMILAR!

"Have you seen the new kid? He's so hot!" my best friend, Macey, exclaimed. "I mean, seriously! I started fanning myself when I saw him! I heard his name is Zachary. Zachary Goode, to be precise."

"Macey, Preston would be so mad at you. You two have been dating for what? Two years?" I declared.

Oh, yeah! My name is Cameron Ann Morgan, Cammie for short. I live in Roseville, Virginia and go to Roseville High (I'm a junior). I'm 5'6 and in every way average. Average clothes, average shies, average dirty blonde hair, etc. I'm here talking with my three best friends, Macey McHenry, Elizabeth Sutton (she prefers Liz, though), and Bex Baxter (her real name is Rebecca, but she will brutally murder you if you call her that) about the supposedly "smokin' hot" new kid. I thought that they were over exaggerating… and then I saw him myself.

This may sound really, really cliché, but when he walked in to the cafeteria, it felt like fate. I somehow had the feeling that he was meant to be here. I took a good look at him. He was around 6 foot, had messy brown hair, and looked like the typical bad boy with his leather jacket. But when our eyes met, I knew that they had to be one of his best features.

He glanced at me, so I didn't really get a look at his eyes, but then, he did a double take. His eyes were an emerald green, and they weren't a dark kind of emerald, they were a bright green. It felt like I was in a trance. In fact, I think I jumped when he walked over and said something.

"Hey, there. I couldn't help but notice that you were staring at me. Could I be of your service for anything?"

Well. Somebody was arrogant.

"I wasn't the only one staring. I'm pretty sure every single female in this room was staring at you, but you were only looking at me, so how would you know?" Okay, I kind of had an attitude there…

"Ooh, you're a feisty little thing, aren't ya? That'll change soon. See you around, Spicy."

Oh. My. Gosh.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Pretty sure Bex just busted my ear drum. "HE SO LIKES YOU!" she screamed. In fact, she screamed it so loud Zachary heard. He smirked and winked at me from the popular table. What the heck?! He just moved here, and he's already sitting there?!

"Idiot," I grumbled under my breath.

"What was that, Cam?"

"Nothing." My friends can get on my nerves, as in, A LOT, but I still love them.

"Cammie and Zachary sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby-"

"OKAY! That's enough, guys! I mean, seriously… we just met today!" I proclaimed. Macey, Bex, and Liz were at my house, fangirling and shipping "Zammie" just because I have three classes with him and our previous lunch conversation. My initial reaction to our "couple" name was some hair being yanked out. Oops. Macey screamed at me after that because she had, and I quote, "… just gotten this done for $235!" That girl is too rich for her own good.

'"CAMMIE!" my mom yelled. "I made cookies! Can you deliver these to the new neighbors?"

My friends and I all ran downstairs when we heard the word cookies. However, I don't think anybody wanted those cookies…

"Um, Mama, those aren't cookies." They were solid black and as hard as a rock. I could NOT deliver those to our neighbors.

"Well, can you make some? You're great at baking." True indeed, Mother.

I whipped up a batch and headed out the door to the new neighbor's house. I knocked on the door, but was very shocked with what I saw when the door opened…