Okay so this is one of my newest stories! It's about Cammie breaking up with josh and Zach being there for her. A bit of a song fic, but not much. Maybe a one-shot might turn into more if people want more. So Read and review.
Cammie Pov
I can't believe after two years it would come down to this. Oh before I continue, I should introduce myself. My name is Cameron Ann Morgan. I am 17 almost 18. I have dirty blonde hair and striking blue eyes. I am the head cheerleader at school, and I do gymnastics for school. In my school, Gallagher academy, I am known and the Queen bee. Or angel as the guys calls me. My friends are Elizabeth Sutton, but we call her Liz. She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She has the pixie look going but she is our little southern belle. She is one of the two smartest kids in our school. Then there Is Rebecca Baxter. But to be safe we call her Bex. She doesn't really like her full first name. She has dark skin and dark brown hair that match her caramel eyes. She is very athletic, she plays soccer. She is one of the toughest kids at school. Next is Macey Mchenry. The fashonista of the group with her long jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. Her dad is the senator of Virginia. There is Grant Newman. Tall, with sandy blonde hair and dull blue eyes. He is a tough person like Bex but he is really a big teddy bear. Him and Bex are going out and have been for almost three years. Jonas Anderson, tall, nerdy, black black hair and dull brown eyes. He and Liz have been going out for about four months now. Nick Cross, Macey's boyfriend. Blonde hair and brown eyes. Tall. So now that everyone is introduced I can start with the story again. Before I stopped I was talking about a two year thing. My boyfriend or ex boyfriend, josh Abrahams, Cheated on me. With my cousin Dee-dee. She is grants sister. And that was about two hours ago that I found out. Today was mine and Josh's two year anniversary. Great present right?
After school I just basically ran to my car. I wanted out of this place. I ran to my truck and got in, but as I was closing the door I saw josh looking at my truck. Well at me. I slammed my door closed and I started the truck. He started to run to me. All I did was shake my head and back out. I sped home with tears threatening to stream out of my eyes. I get home and park in the driveway. When I got out I turned my head to the neighbors house. I saw a kid my age come out the door and walk to the moving van. He grabbed a box and turned. I slammed my door closed and he looked up at me. He looked shocked, but smiled. I smiled a small smile back and walked up to my front door. When I turned to look back at him he was still starring at me. I smiled again and opened the door and walked in. I shut the door quietly and walked up to my room. I have a big room. My favorite color being baby blue, I have a baby blue bed spread and around the room there are small baby blue decorations. I looked over at the wall by my king sized bed and saw the two posters. One was a collage of me and my friends, none of the pictures included Josh, thankfully. The second one was of me and josh. Pictures of us smiling and holding hands. One was of me and him our junior year and we were at the beach, he picked me up bridal style and we were both laughing. My favorite one was last year when he asked me to the junior prom. He gave me a teddy bear and told me to hold it up for a picture. I looked at the mirror and noticed that I was crying. I walked into my adjoining bathroom and fixed my messy make up. I walked into my closet and changed into short shorts and a tight tank top. My pajamas. I walked back over to the poster and ripped it off the wall. I walked over to my desk and took the pictures of me and him out of the frames and put it in the pile with the poster. I grabbed all of the presents he ever gave me and put them in the pile as well. I picked up the whole pile and I grabbed a lighter as well. I walked back outside and over to the trash can. I dumped them all in but grabbed one of the pictures that were on top. I grabbed the lighter off the ground and brought it up to the photo. I burned the picture. And it made me feel better. After the picture got done burning I threw the lighter in the trash as well. I close the lid to the trash can and turned around to come face to face of the new neighbor. I freeze up and he smirks.
"Hey." I smiled and I relaxed. Guys should not have that effect on me.
"Hi. You must me my new neighbor?" He nodded.
"Yep. My name is Zach Goode. I live there." He pointed to his house. "with my parents. But what I'm more interested in is why you just burned that picture." I looked over my shoulder at the trash can. I shrugged my shoulders as I turned to face him again.
"It was just something that had to be done." I smiled sheepishly. "My name is Cammie Morgan by the way." He smirked.
"I like that name. Although with a body like yours I think that Barbie fits you better." He smirked again. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm so not a Barbie. I don't have everything." I smirked back at him. I crossed my arms over my chest. "Beside Barbie has Ken. I have no one." With that I walked around him to the front door. He followed slowly behind. Or more like staring at my behind.
"Hey before you go I wanted to invite you over for dinner. You and your parents. Would you like to?" I turned back to him. My smile fading a bit.
"Oh Uhm my mom works in a different state and my dad is overseas. So it will just be me." he nodded. "What time should I come over?" He looked in thought.
"Uhmm maybe around seven thirty. I have to get my mom to prepare dinner." I nodded.
"Okay so will see you at seven thirty Zach." After I said that he smiled and I walked into my house closing the door slowly. He waved before the door was all the way closed. I smiled. Zach seemed decently nice. I walk up the stairs to my room. When my phone starts to blast out 'What makes you beautiful', by one direction (I LOVE THEM). I realized that it was my dad's ringtone. I answer it right away.
"Dad?" I asked, hope lacing through my voice. I heard some static.
"Cam?" I nodded but then realized that he couldn't see me.
"Yea it's me. Why are you calling me dad?" I heard him sigh. "Is something wrong dad? Are you not able to come home in a week?" I heard him sigh again.
"Baby girl… I hate to say this but a group of people got killed, and I need to stay to cover for them. I so sorry hunny. Can you forgive me?" I let out a huge breathe.
"When will you be home?" I asked a bit harshly. I cringed.
"Four months." I felt tears weld up in my eyes.
"Okay I will see you then dad." I went to hang up but he yelled wait. "What?"
"I am sorry, but I am serving the country. I couldn't say no." I looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was six thirty.
"Dad I have to go. We have new neighbors and they invited me to dinner I need to get ready. Bye dad." I heard him sigh for the third time.
"Bye Cammie. I love you."
"Love you to bye." I hung up. I threw my phone at the bed at went into my closet. I changed into a pair of white jean shorts, and a flowing sleeveless shirt. I curled my hair lightly and did minimal makeup. I pulled on my purple wedges, and looked in the mirror. I looked great. Well I thought so. I still had twenty minutes so I walked over to my nightstand and picked up my music book. I flipped to the first page it was a song I wrote called 'Our song'. I wrote it for me and josh. My parents never really liked him. But I guess I still fell for him. I look at the clock again and I had five minutes to get next door. I grabbed my purse and phone and ran down the stairs. I checked my hair and makeup and walked out the front door locking it after I closed the door. I looked up at the sky and it was clear. Being a small town you could see some stars surrounding the moon. I walked slowly over to the next house, taking my time. I didn't want to seem too eager. I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. A guy that looked like Zach opened the door. He casually leaned against the doorway and smirked at me.
"You must be the neighbor. Zach hasn't shut up about you." I smiled. And he stood up straight. "Come on in. Zach is in the dining room." I gave him a look. "I will show you Madam." I giggled as I followed him through the house. The set up is very similar to my house. When we got close to the dining room the guy yelled "Oh Zachy-poo! Your girlfriend is here!" I couldn't help but laugh at the Zachy-poo thing. I saw Zach poke his head around the door way. When he saw me his eyes lit up. Then he looked at the guy and glared. Zach walked up to me and hugged me.
"I see you met my older brother Travis." I nodded as he let me go.
"Yeah it was a special treat." Zach chuckled and Travis just walked away. "Thanks for inviting me." He nodded.
"Your welcome. Now we have another ten minutes until dinner will be ready. So that means you get the grand tour.!"
"Okay Zach." He smiled triumphantly and grabbed my hand. He pulled me up the stairs. He opened the door and what I saw was his room. It was all neat and proper. I walked around the room but stopped at the balcony doors. I looked through the glass and saw that his room is directly by mine. If he got a running start then he could jump onto my balcony. He walked over to me and joined me.
"What cha lookin at?" I looked at him.
"You see that room right there?" He nodded. "That Zach is my room." His eyes like popped out of his head.
"Are you sure?" I nodded.
"Yep" I said popping the p. He turned around to look at me as I walk around his room again looking at the picture and posters that he has hung up on his walls. I looked at him and he was smirking.
"I have one question that you never answered." I nodded at him to continue. "Why were you burning that photo today?" I sighed.
"Right that." I took a deep breath in. "It was a picture of me and my ex boyfriend. Today at school I caught him making out with my cousin." I glanced at Zach and it looked like he had anger and jealousy in his eyes. "But I broke up with him. SO it doesn't matter anymore." I set my purse down on the bed next to me. I put my phone in my pocket. He smirked at that.
"You don't trust us to leave your phone in your purse?" I quickly shook my head.
"NO no its not that it's just that I Usually always have my phone with me but I can leave it in my purse for tonight." He nodded. Then his mother yelled that dinner was ready.
"May I escort you to the dinner table?" He said in a horrible British accent.
"Only if you never do that again." We both laughed and he nodded.
"Will do Barbie." He grabbed my hand and pulled me along to the dinner table before I could respond. When we got down there his mom was just putting the rest of the food on the table.
"Ah there you guys are." She looked up at me and smiled. Then she looked at Zach. "oh my, didn't you meet a pretty one. Hello dear you must be Cammie." I nodded and I shook her hand. Who I presume is Zach's dad walked into the room after wards. "Oh Brian this is Cammie. Zach's first friend here. Cammie this is Zach's father Brian." I smiled politely at him.
"It's great to meet you Mr. Goode." My southern voice coming out a bit.
"Oh dear you can call me Brian. Mr. Goode seems to formal. Now this is Sadee Zach's five year old sister." I turned to see a smaller version of Zach's mom stand by Zach. She smiled a toothy smile at me and I couldn't help but smile back. "And this is Zach's older brother-"Travis cut his dad off.
"We already met dad. She's a charmer." He smiled at me.
"Oh okay. Well Zach's other two older brothers are out so they won't be joining us tonight. Now let's eat." Zach pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. He sat down next to me. The table is long and rectangular. It went Sadee, me, Zach then his mother, then Travis. Then two empty chairs, The Zach's Dad. Zach helped me get food and we all started to eat. It was great. "so Cammie. Where are your parents?" I quietly set my fork down on the table.
"Well My father is in the army and he won't be coming home any time soon. And my mother works in Nebraska." My voice sounding more southern. Mrs. Goode spoke next.
"Well dear, if you don't mind me asking why aren't you with your mother?" I smiled.
"Well if I were to live with her I would have to be home schooled since she stays with my grandparents. And I want to be in public school, so since I have family that lives in Roseville, My mom and Dad allowed me to stay here in our house. I lived in Tennessee before Nebraska and I like it here."My southern voice coming out even more. They both nodded. Travis took then to speak.
"So you're a country girl?" I nodded. "That's hot." His mom smacked him across the back of his head.
"That was rude Travis." Mr. Goode spoke. The rest of dinner they just asked me about my past. After dinner Zach took me back upstairs to his room.
"I am sooo sorry cam." I looked at Zach.
"Why?" He looked at me like I was crazy.
"My parents just kept asking you questions. Wasn't it a bit awkward for you?"
"Of course it was awkward. When I get nervous my southern accent comes out. So, yeah." I sat down on his bed using my purse as a pillow, I laid back. Zach sat next to me.
"well it is Friday so we both don't have school tomorrow. We can hang out for how ever long we want." I smiled at the ceiling.
"we could go to my house to hang out. So I don't get interrogated by your family again." He nodded and stood up. Towering over me he spoke.
"Come on lets go. You saw my house. I want to see the way you live. It's only fair!" I laughed and he grabbed both of my hands pulling me up to stand in front of him on the floor. We were a few mere inches apart. With him still holding my hands. We both smile.
"then lets go." He lets go of my hands and I grab my purse off the bed and follow him out of the house. We walk slowly over to y house. I grab my keys out of my purse and unlock the door. My house is dark and empty. I flick on the entry light, it is a chandelier. It illuminates the entry way and the big stair case and part of the hallway.
"Nice." I rolled my eyes.
"Its just like your house just switched around. And we upgraded some parts. Now come on I saw your room. Mine is way more awesomer!" He chuckled but followed me up the stairs closing the door behind him. I slowly opened the door to my room which is double French doors.
"The doors itself screams girls room!" I giggle. I turn on my light which is a small chandelier. It is bright. "This is your room?" I nodded. I went and sat on my bed while he walked around my room. "A king sized bed, a walk-in closet."
"Actually there is two more." He just looked at me with his mouth hanging open. "The closet that is open is all of the clothes appropriate for warm weather. The door next to it has all of my cold weather clothes. And then I have a smaller closet that has all of my accessories and nessecities." I smirk at him. He walked over to my poster of me and my friends. The middle picture is of my sitting on grants and Jonas' shoulders after the cheerleading competition and our school got first. I was holding the trophy and smiling hugly.
"I like this picture of you." He pointed to the picture of me where I pose in my bikini, with the sunset over the beach as my background. He walked over at sat next to me. He looked behind me and my nightstand. "Is that a jornal?" I turned and looked. It was my song book. I got up and grabbed it.
"No it's my song book." He raised his eyebrows at me.
"You write songs?"
"Yeah. I love writing songs. Almost as much as I love cheering." I looked at my closet and I got an idea. "DO you want to here a song?" He nodded, so grabbed my guitar and opened to the newest song. A song that I wrote after school today. "Okay so I just wrote this song today. Tell me what you think when im done." He nodded. I started playing, then started singing.
(Picture to burn by taylor swift)
I slowly stop playing and I look at him hesitantly.
"That was amazing. Was that song wrote for your ex boyfriend?" I nodded.
"Yeah and beside it fit him well. Considering the picture I burned of him today." With that we just laughed.
"I could get use to being friends with you Cammie."
"Same Zach. I think we will be great friends!" I hugged him. That night I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
So what ya think. All honesty here okay! The good the bad the amazing the I wanted to puke! Just put it in a review. Oh and tell me if I should continue! I need at least five reviews saying that I should continue with this story before I continue. SO REVIEW!
