A/N- HEY EVERY ONE! I HAD THIS IDEA AND I JUST HAD TO GIVE IT A GO. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
Cammie's POV
My name is Cammie Ann Morgan. I live in Roseville, Virginia. I have great parents, the best friends anyone could ask for and an amazing boyfriend. You could say life is perfect.
I sat in math class, drumming my fingers on the squared paper of my maths books. I knew everything that the teacher was talking about so I was just making up a new rhythm. The class was almost over and I couldn't bother to listen any more anyway. Max was sat next to me in his usual spot making notes. I heard the bell ring, flipped my book shut and shoved it into my bag with the rest of my school stuff.
"Were you paying attention at all in that lesson?" asked Max smiling at me.
"Maybe." I said. He looked at me knowingly and I gave in "Maybe not, but I knew everything. It was just a revision session." I smiled.
"Well if you had listened you would have learnt a few new things that are going to be on the test next week." The worry on my face must have shown because then he said "Luckily I made some notes for you." my heart fluttered a little. I loved it when he did things like that. It made me realise how lucky I was to have him. Out all of the girls in school, he wanted me. Max didn't have the best home life; his mom had left his father for another man and taken his brother with her. He didn't see either of them very much and neither did his father. I never liked to ask about it, Max had always been a bit sensitive on the subject.
"Thanks, you're the best." I stood on my tip toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He nodded slightly.
"I know," he paused, nodding his head "but sometimes I don't feel like you appreciate me." He said giving me puppy eyes and I gave him a little smack on the shoulder. "You see, she hits me!" he said turning to some random freshmen walking past us. I laughed,
"Well, I'm sorry. Is there any way I could make it up to you?" I knew what he was looking for.
"Oh, well I don't know? How about a kiss?" I smiled and kissed him long and hard on his lips.
"Was that any good?" I asked in a fake innocent tone. He shrugged.
"I've had better…" I knew he was messing with me.
"Really? Well in that case-" the ball rang signalling we were late to our next lesson and I didn't have the chance to finish my sentence before we both darted off in different directions.
When I got home that evening I went straight to my room. I had tones of homework sense we had our first set of exams this year coming up. I had just settled down to get started on chemistry when I got a text message. I decided to ignore it and not get involved with whoever wanted to chat. I knew I got distracted easily so I turned it off to be safe.
2 hours and 10 minutes later my mom called me down for dinner.
"Cammie!" she shouted
"Coming! Just a minute!" I finished scribbling down some chemical equation and slapped my book shut. I massaged my temples as I went down to the kitchen and was surprised to see that the table was already set. That was usually my job. I smiled as I sat down in my spot across from dad and next to my mom who had just placed a large bowl of salad in front of me. I was really looking forward to the lemon chicken sitting in a large dish only a few inches away. I didn't usually talk much at dinner. Just ate quietly and listened to how my parent's days had gone and what new product dad was planning on producing.
"How was your day Cammie?" my dad asked lifting his second piece of chicken onto his plate.
"Um, fine." I replied and he nodded.
"And how is Max?" my mom asked. I was taken aback slightly, they didn't normally ask about Max at dinner. Not that they didn't like Max or anything, he just wasn't usually a topic of conversation.
"Um, fine." I repeated. I popped a tomato into my mouth.
"And the girls?" my mom pressed on. I knew she was talking about Liz, Macey and Bex. I hadn't seen very much of them that day. None of our classes matched.
"There're good. Why do you ask?" I placed my fork gently down on my plate and leaned back in my chair. My parents exchanged a weird look. "Mom? Dad? What's up?" I asked turning to each one in turn. They seemed nervous about something
"Well, it's nothing really darling." She glanced at my father again before continuing "It's just that, your father and I were thinking of going away for the weekend and we just didn't know if we should leave you free run of the house of not..." she trailed off and rubbed her finger tips together. It was a habit she did when she was anxious. I tried not jump from my seat and scream 'YES! YES! YES! YES!' while dancing around on the table.
"Now we know this would be a big responsibility and we don't want to push you into it… but…" my father's voice wondered off similar to the way my mother's had and before he could continue I butted in,
"Oh no! It's no problem at all," I gave them the sweetest smile I could muster "you and mom go chill for the week. I can look after things around here." I was beaming and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I watched my parents exchange unsure looks before they both nodded and agreed that they 'trusted' me enough. I don't know what had possessed my parents to go away, but I wasn't going to ask, for fear of them changing their minds.
After everyone was finished eating I excused myself from the table and ran back up to my room to tell the girls that they would be staying at mine this weekend.
A/N- THERE IS CHAPTER 1! IF YOU GUYS LIKE IT PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE I DON'T TO KEEP GOING UNLESS I KNOW PEOPLE ARE GOING TO READ IT. SO PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK SO I CAN WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER! (I'LL PROBABLY GET A CHAPTER OUT NO MATTER WHAT, BUT AFTER THAT IT'S UP TO YOU)
