Hey guys,

I've been working on my other stories (hard, might I add! :) but thought you might want some Zammie fluff.

So, I'm gonna cut to the chase:

Here we are:


Cammie's POV:

I sat on one of the seats in the gazebo, swinging my trainered feet, lost in thought.

"Hey Gallagher Girl," a familiar voice called.

I looked up and into the eyes of the Zachary Goode.

"Zach... ...what are you doing here?" I asked wanly.

"Wow, you sure seem glad to see me... ...I could always go away again..."

"No!" I exclaimed - now, of course, I realise a little eagerly.

He merely cocked an eyebrow and said: "Now: there's the enthusiasm I was looking for."

He sat beside me.

I somehow found my voice again. "You didn't answer my question."

"If you must know, I heard that a certain Gallagher girl makes a habit of coming here every Tuesday night, and thought it might be fun."

"Yeah - it's a blast, trust me." I said, smiling a little.

He smirked, soft green eyes teasing.

"Hey, I was wondering - what were you thinking about? You looked pretty thoughtful."

"Oh, you know, this and that," I answered noncommitally.

"Really? 'Cos when I saw you, all I could think about was doing this."

He swiftly leaned over and pressed his lips to mine.

Now: I'm not gonna really elaborate and give you all the details, but we kissed. A bit. Okay, a lot. And it was nice. Very nice.

I pulled away, unwillingly, might I add.

"It's getting late..."

"Yeah, we should probably be heading back..."

His eyes looked deep into mine.

"Next Tuesday?"

"Sure - it's a date."

And so I walked back to Gallagher, smiling to myself.

I had a date.

With Zach.

Next Tuesday.


So - you like? You hate?

Reviews would be mucho mucho appreciated!

I know it's kinda crap and REALLY short; but anyways - tough cookies, it's all I could come up with while working on my other stories. My other flicks are better. By a long way, in my opinion.

Anyways,

Bye!

Thx.

XD

-Tess.