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A/N: First Chapter! Wooohoooo! Hope you guys like it! Thanks for even clicking on it. It means a lot to me and thanks for the support! Enjoy! ;)


Chapter 1

Cammie's POV

Sitting in Mr Bradley's office has become quite a routine for me. I'm here almost three to four times a week and overtime, me and Mr Bradley has developed a, how you say, special bond.

"What did you do this time, Ms Morgan?" Mr Bradley raises an eyebrow and shoots me a questioning glare. Like I said, he loves me.

"It's not my fault this time, I swear." I say, looking all innocent, because I am innocent. I raise my hands in surrender and give him a don't-look-at-me face.

"Do you really think Mr Bradley is actually dumb enough to believe your lies?"

I glare at the boy sitting next to me. The spawn of the devil, the stupid little liar. Everytime I end up in this chair, a pretty comfy chair actually, is all his fault.

"Who are you to talk, Zach? You're the one who started all this, if you hadn't filled my locker with ketchup I never would have kick you in your balls. Besides, can you blame me? I didn't even know you had balls."

"Hey, don't you dare bring my sexuality into this. You know perfectly well that I have balls and don't you dare question it. It's not my fault I am so gorgeously charming you wanted to touch my groin, even if it was with your shoe."

"You are the most egotistical jerk I have ever met! You fu-"

"Enough! I don't want to hear anything else, both of you detention for the whole month. You both will also help Mr. Reynolds clean the school compound for two weeks. Discussion closed." Mr Bradley decides with a firm tone.

What? I have to spend a whole month with this douchebag? Doing community service?

"You have got to be kidding me!" I yell at him.

"Trust me, I'm not. Now get out of my office!"

I stalk out of Mr Bradley's office and continue my stomp of fury all the way to my English class where I see my best friend, Bex sitting next to an empty seat. She waves at me furiously and gestures to the empty seat next to her.

I practically run across the room, eager to tell her what happened to me. I mean, I need someone to pity, someone to hold me and tell me I'm the most awesome person in the world.

Wow I'm a sad-case, I need a boyfriend.

"Guess what just happened to me!" I ask her, because I am mysterious like that.

"You finally cleaned your room?"

"God no, what do you think I am? The day I clean my room is the day Mary Kate turns skinny and gets a boyfriend." We both turn towards the end of the room and shudder. Mary was picking head lice out of her hair and proceeded to eat it. Serious shivers everybody.

After that, I proceed to tell her what happened to me in Mr Bradley's office.

Bex is my best friend. We've been together since we were six. When we were in kindergarten, Bex used to eat peanut butter sandwiches alone in the playground and one day I approached her and asked her to push me and on the swing. She pushed me so hard I fell off the swing and broke my leg. After that little incident, we became the best of friends.

Ah, good times.

Class was over in no time and I proceeded to my next class, Chemistry. I rush over to my locker to take my books when a commotion down the hall distracts me. I close my locker and move towards where all the noise was. I was probably going to be late for Chemistry but who cares.

Pushing myself to the front, nothing could've prepared me for the feast that met my eyes. Grant, my brother was tangled up with Zach, they were both throwing punches and kicks and were both bloody and bruised from head to toe. I added myself to the equation and tried to pull Zach, who had Grant in a pinned position. I yelle for people to help me but no one, and I mean no one wanted to help.

What is wrong with people these days?

Eventually, and thank God I manage to separate both of them.

"What is wrong with the both of you?" I yell at them.

"Just stay out of it, Cam." Grant tries to weasel out of my firm grip on his arm. I was not going to risk them punching the crap out of each other again.

"No! You are going to tell me what you guys were fighting about right now!"

"Don't you have somewhere to be Morgan? Like fucking some pedophile for cash?" Zach raises his eyes at me and smirked all nonchalant.

Usually, I'm not a girl of violence. I like to think I'm a classy girl who handles matters in civil ways. But this asshole crossed a line, he reopened a wound that was hastily patched up. A cut that had not fully healed, and I doubt will ever be.

I raise my hand and conjured up all my energy and slap him across the face.

Zach stumbles a little as this surprised force made contact with his skin. I'm almost as surprised myself.

I have never hit anyone in my life. Zach and I have always insulted each other, we called each other the worst name but I never showed any physical violence towards him. This was serious, if anyone found out I would be in more trouble than I already was.

Luckily, no one else was here except for Grant, Zach and I.

Unfortunately, Zach was here.

"I... I'm sorry" After I stammer out the apologies, I turn and run.


A/N: Sorry guys, it was a shortie. (Like me) Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it. Second Chapter will probably be up tomorrow. Probably? If I don't procrastinate. And now, question time! If you don't know what Question time is, at the end of every chapter I ask you guys three questions so we can get to know each other better. Because I love you guys and you're all my friends.

1) Favourite Starbucks drink? Mhmm... mine is Caramel Mochiatto. I think it's spelled that way.

2) Country you're from? I'm from Malaysia and we got some problems right now if you know what I mean. Bersih 4.0

3) Book you're reading at the moment? I would love some recommendations. I am currently reading Percy Jackson and the Greek Gods but I have just recently finished reading The Selection. Both books are so good guys, go get it!

Till next time,

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