AN: i wrote this story a couple of months ago but never got around to uploading it till now

hope you like it.

DISCLAIMER: IM NOT ALLY CARTER. I ONLY OWN THE IDEA FOR THIS STORY AND NOTHING ELSE

Cammie POV

It's official, I have the worst boyfriend (well ex-boyfriend now because we're defiantly over) ever. His name is Joey. His special self decided he wanted to cheat on me while on a date. Too bad for him I already knew he was going cheat. My best friend Amy told me she saw him making with Becky last week. So, I was just waiting to catch him myself, and I did. He most of really thought I was stupid. That I wouldn't notice how he left to go get a snack and never came back. So I go outside to make sure he's ok and figure out what taking so long. Only when I opened the theater door I saw him there. Right in front of me with his tongue down Becky's throat. Yeah, some snack that was. I toke a cup out off an unfortunate person who just happened to be walking by me. "Can I borrow this? Thanks." I said before they could even react. I walked up to the two, who still hadn't noticed me. Oh, I bet they wished they had. Anyway, I toke the top of cup and dunked them. They both stared at me with shocked faces. I put on my best innocent smile. Joey tried saying something but I stopped him and said, "Jerk-off, it's over." Then, turning to Becky I said. "And, if you really want my leftovers that badly, bitch, you can have him." With that said I turned and walked a way.

It didn't turn out too bad anyway. Why? Because soon after my mom gave me the worst news I could ever get, or maybe it was the best, I'll just have to wait and see for that one.

It was about a year after my dad had died. I still didn't talk about much because it did still hurt. It was the night of the last day of freshman year. "Mom, I'm home." I said, putting my bag down. "Oh good, I have some news you might or might not like." she had an unease look on her face. I walked over to the refrigerator got some water, then walk back over to my mom. "So, what's the news?" I asked preparing for the worst. "Cammie, after your father died, things never got back to the same. Things of been different and it doesn't feel the same. That plus I got a job back in Roseville as the principal of Gallagher High. To make things shorter and put this simpler, we're moving to Roseville this summer. I think things will be there." I nodded my head but remained silent. I understood what she was saying things have been bad since dad died and it got better but not by much. She might be right. Things might just be better off in Roseville. Mom was looking at me waiting for my reply. "I think you might just be right." I said, finally looking at her. She looked relieved. We'll just have to wait and see.

We're moving in the middle of summer so I could get to say goodbye to all my friends and have time to make new ones before school starts. The sad thing about moving for me is leaving behind all the memories. But then again I can always make new ones.

Moving day came. We packed all our stuff in a moving truck. Got in our car and drove till we got to Roseville. From what I can see things didn't change much from when I last saw it. That was 4 years ago. We got to our house. Most of our stuff was already in it because Mom had already been down to fix everything up. Everything that was, except my room, that she thought I should do that myself. She thought right. I went to start doing it. I walked into a giant lime green room. It had a huge closet and connecting bathroom. As I walked I noticed two windows and a door to the balcony. I walked out to the balcony, looking around for the beautiful scenery. It was partly blocked by a room, a boy's room from the looks of it. Oh well, I guess I'll have to deal. I shrugged, went back into my room, and started unpacking everything. After everything was set, I went to bed.

The next day since I finished unpacking last night I decided to take a walk around town. I put on a pair of short shorts and a tank top, grabbed my iPod touch and went out the door.

As I walked down Main St, I heard a familiar voice say my name. I turned to see two of my best friends holding hands and walking towards me. "Oh, it is you Cammie. I'm so glad to see you. We missed you so much! What are you doing here anyway though?" Bex said while giving me a bone crushing hug. "Sup, Cams" Grant said also giving me a bone crushing hug but not as bone crushing as Bex's.

"Hey guys, it great to see you too."

"How've you been?" Bex asked.

"Great, other than the whole dad thing." I said mumbling the last part.

"What whole dad thing?" Grant asked concerned.

"He died about a year and a half ago."

They both looked sad and gave me a comforting hug. "Oh, we're sorry we didn't know." Grant said.

"Its ok, it doesn't hurt as much as it use to." I admitted.

"Well, that's good to hear, but you never answered my original question. What are you doing here?" Bex stated.

"Welll..." I said dragging out the l "just thought I'd see how our little town changed in the past 4 years. Only from the looks of it didn't change much." I said simply.
"That's for sure. Wait, when you say our you mean mine and Bex, not including you right?" Grant questioned.

"No, I mean your, Bex, AND mine town. In other words IM BACK! I officially moved and unpacked yesterday. I'm a Rosevillian again." I smiled as their mouths dropped.

They quickly recovered, giving me another round of hugs. "Well we Rosevillians are glad to have you back." Bex said during our group hug. "Glad to be back." I grinned.

Grants phone beeped signaling he had a text.

'Stop making out with your girlfriend and meet us already.'

Bex saw the text, and laughed. Cammie was confused until Bex explained what the text said, at that point she also laughed.

"This is going to be a great surprise for the guys." Bex said excited. "Come on lets go." As all three of them walked toward the diner, Grant replied to the text.

'We weren't making out. We got held up by something. C u in a bit btw we a have surprise.'

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