HELLO WORLD OF GG FANFICTION!

I'm back! But this time it's only one of us.. idk where the other is. So y'all can just call me Jack (I'm a girl, dont worry). Soooooooooooo, I deleted the old stories because they sucked, and now I'm writing this one! So, read it! Please? Now that you're here?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything ('cept maybe the plot, if I don't get sued for saying that)

Anyways, enjoy!

-Jack

I open my eyes and look around.

Different privet jet, different clothes, different flight attendants.

Different pop-diva-sensation-mega-famous-girlfriend my brother Grant was arguing over the phone with.

Same deal.

I swear I have been in this situation hundreds of times.

Only this time, the destination is different.

Well, the destinations were always different, different movies sets, different mansions, but this time it was different. This time, I was heading to Roseville, Virginia. And where the heck is that? ( A/N-Roseville, Virginia? lol)

Exactly

You see, I am Cammie Morgan *pause for gasps*. Yes, that Cammie Morgan. How many freaking Cameron Ann Morgan's do you think are out there?

Anyway, I have been acting since I was a baby. Before that, actually, my mom was in two films while she was pregnant, but that's not important.

What's important is I am leaving behind Gallagher, Performing Arts School, and transferring to Roseville High. I'm leaving behind Josh, the paparazzi, the crazy L.A. scene (my favorite mansion is there), and acting (until I graduate at least) ALL for Roseville High. What is so great about Roseville? It's the picture-perfect, boring, American town. It has under four thousand residents. It's in the middle of nowhere.

Exactly

I want to get away from the craziness of acting, and just be able to a normal seventeen year old. I want to be able to relax and hang out with friends. But most of all, I want to get away from Josh.

Josh is my ex.

We grew up together, we starred in moves together, we even had a T.V. show together (Hannah Montana pushed us out of the ratings).

We became best friends, without benefits.

Until he kissed me.

I fell madly in love with him. I guess I already did love him, but not the same way. Now I was in love with him. From then on, we were Hollywood's "it couple". I was there golden girl and he was the golden boy. We went to the Oscars together, the Emmy's together. We partied together. We even went clubbing. (In Greece, pshhhh, they don't have an age). We loved eachother. It lasted all about six months.

Then he got a call from his agent (how cliché) and he got a movie contract.

With her.

At first, I was fine, I have never been jealous, but then again, I had only a few summer flings to speak of.

She was the devil. A whore. A skank. I HATED her.

But I let it go. I loved Josh, and I trusted him. Well, you never know when trust is going to bite you in the butt.

So I broke up with him.

What sane girl wouldn't break up with her boyfriend who PROMISED to never cheat?

We had always said we would never end up like another one of those Hollywood couples.

Well, we did.

So I booked a plane. To the one place I felt safe, Gallagher. Gallagher is in Scottsdale, Arizona, and was basically my home away from home (A/N total GG quote). I had been away shooting a movie, but I "extended" my trip so I could be with Josh, that jerk.

Gallagher isn't a normal school, it's for people who are super famous or mega rich who have nothing else to do with their kids. You can learn how to sing, act, or dance. A lot of people are there on and off, because they have to go shoot a movie, or be on tour. Most of them are wicked famous. All of them are super talented when you graduate.

When I got there, everyone already knew. Of course they knew, why wouldn't they? The entire world knows where my favorite restaurant is, why wouldn't they know I had just broken up with Josh Abrahms, an equally famous actor?

So I left Gallagher too, taking Grant with me. Because as much of an ass he is, he's my big bro, and I'm his wittle sister(his words, not mine). That, and I didn't want him to maul Josh, because as much as he hurt me, correction, IS hurting me right now, I still care for him. So I called the 'rents, who could care less, dyed my hair dark brown with red highlights, and told Gallagher I was leaving for a while (my parents would sort things out).

I called one of my only "real" friends Macey McHenry (we met while chasing Johnny Depp around a cruise ship AND FELL OFF when we were nine... long story).

"So, where is it you go to school?"

Which, if you fast forward a day and a plane ride later, here I am, standing outside of Roseville High. Grant and I dropped off our things at Macey's, went to the mall to buy some clothes until ours arrive, and drove to the school. It was already eleven o'clock(we had an over night flight and just stayed in it 'till morning since we do own it afterall), but being who we are, I don't think the school secretary will mind too much.

We stopped in the front office.

"Hey, I'm Cammie and this is my brother Grant, can we pick up our class schedules here?" I said with mock enthusiasm.

"Oh, we have been expecting you Miss Morgan, and your brother too!" The slightly overweight but cheery secretary replied. She handed us our schedules and pointed us in the direction of our classes. Grant and I are both juniors, even though he's a year older. He said he wanted to "keep and eye on me". Pshhhhh. I can take care of myself. The school didn't really object, as long as we were here.

I told Grant I'd meet up with him at lunch, which was next period, and we headed to our classes. I headed down the hallway to AP History. I took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"Look class, we have our new student Say hello-" and Mrs. Older-than-the-pyramids was cutoff by the loudspeaker, asking her to come to the front office to pick up her medication. Ewwww.

"I'll be back in a few children, in the meantime, please introduce yourself Miss." And the dinosaur was out the door.

"Hey guys, I'm Cammie Morgan." I said, waiting for the inevitable. 3...2...1... GASP!

"Liar"

"NO WAY!"

"I called it!"

"She's hot"

I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do.

"Hey Cam, are you going to acknowledge my existance or not?" Oh Macey, ever to my rescue. I ran up to her and hugged her, just as Mrs. Something or Other came back into the room.

"Okay class, settle down, settle down." By now, everyone was whispering and gauking at us, but I didn't care. I was used to this. Just as the teacher was about to elaborate about how the Black Plague had a great influence on the Middle Ages, the bell rang. Time for lunch!

*Hides behind table* Was is bad? Was it horrible? Please dont say horrible! Please review!