A.N. HEY GUYS! HERE IS CHAPTER 2! READ AND REVIEW!
Zach POV:
"Alright, class dismissed," I say. The seniors cheer and make for the door in a mad rush of sweaty limbs and pubescent teenage boys. I sigh and hold my head in my hands. Cammie refuses to talk to me for longer than a minute and 5.3092754273826001936 seconds: and yes, I had Jonas time it. I check my watch and grab my coffee mug. I scheduled a meeting with the rest of the Dream Team, and I can't be late.
Thirteen and a half minutes later, I stand in one of my favorite secret passageways. It's not much, just a tunnel that leads to an abandon, sealed off room right behind an office. Grant, Jonas, and Nick are waiting for me. We all applied for teaching jobs, and apparently the interviewer had some cognitive problems, because he gave all four of us work. Together. At the same school. Yeah, it wasn't a smart decision on his part. We called ourselves the Dream Team, because, well, we had it all. Jonas, who was the brains, tech, and strategy, Grant, the brute force and interrogator, Nick, the charm and the persuader, and me. The sniper. The one destined to pick off people in the dark; to sneak into houses and steal top-secret nuclear development plans. Cammie used to be apart of it, before I screwed up and she went solo. She was the beauty, the pavement artist, the everything. The heart and soul of the crew. Just thinking about her gives me a pang in my heart.
"So what's the emergency, Commander?" Grant says lazily, checking his phone for a text.
"Okay, I screwed up," I say.
"Oh, why am I not surprised? Zach screwing up. Where have we heard that one before?" Nick says sarcastically.
I make a face. "It's about Cammie," I say.
"Yeah, I was wondering about that," Jonas says thoughtfully. "I mean, on the last mission we went on as a crew, you guys were practically engaged, and now, she looks at you like you murdered her mother,"
"No, I actually did something much, much, much worse. But we're not going to get into that now, " I say. Grant sighs and looks disappointed. "Listen, I need your help."
"When do you not?" Nick says.
"Nick, wipe that smart ass look off your face before I tell Macey about what happened at Jonas's bachelor party," I threaten.
"Already told her." He says lazily. Dang, he's good.
"Hey, I remember Jonas's Bachelor Party! Man, that was crazy!" Grant says excitedly.
"Yeah, I still can't get those stains out of my sheets!" Jonas says.
I smack my hand on my forehead. "Guys, can we focus? Thanks. I need your help with Cammie. I want to bug her and find out why she hates me and what I can do to fix it." I say.
Nick is the first one to speak. "Are you freaking crazy? Bug CAMMIE?"
"Dude, what if she finds out?" Grant asks worriedly.
"Well, if we do it good enough, she won't," I start.
"Yeah, Zach, I applaud you for wanting to fix things, but bugging her room is not the place to start. Do you remember what she did to the guy in Monte Carlo who tried to find out if she was single by using bugs?" Jonas says. We all shudder; hopefully, that guy didn't want children.
"This is my last chance, gentlemen. C'mon. If she finds out, I give you full permission to throw me under the bus with no physical retribution," I say coaxingly.
Surprisingly, Nick is the first one to agree. "Fine, man. But your ass is gonna fry if this goes wrong. Not mine."
" I'm in. Just make sure that Bex doesn't find out; she'd dump me for sure." Grant says next. I look expectedly, pleadingly, at Jonas.
"Oh, what the hell, I'm in. I mean, YOLO," He says, shrugging.
We all stop and stare at him. "Dude, did you just quote Drake? As in the Motto? As in, Now she wants fodo, you already know tho, you only live once, that's the motto brother YOLO?" Grant asks.
"Yeah?" Jonas says.
"Never again, bro. Never again." I say, shaking my head.
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Zach POV:
"Okay, gents, the Cammie Cam is up and ready," I say from my desk in the makeshift office we've set up in the secret room.
"We've got audio," Jonas calls back.
"Eyes, " Nick says triumphantly.
A huge room comes on the makeshift screen we've set up. It's painted a pale green, and it positively reeks of Cammie. I see her everywhere, from the messy state it's in, to the huge speakers lining every wall. The doorknob jiggles (A.N. I LOVE THAT WORD!) And Cammie walks in. She's holding a phone to her ear, and she looks…amazing. Her hair is its natural dirty blonde color now, and her light gray, flowing sundress brings out the gray in her eyes and makes my heart pound.
"Yeah, Macey. No, I haven't seen Nick yet; I bet he's hiding. And I mean he should be, lazy idiot he is. I mean, why hasn't he proposed yet?" Nick blushes and looks away as we all laugh at him.
"Babe, I agree with you. If he hasn't popped the question in a month, you should totally end it. Hey, is Lizzy pregnant yet?" she says, opening the small refrigerator. Jonas's mouth flops open. "Really? Oh, when is she gonna tell him? I call Godmother!" She says excitedly, hopping on her marble counter top. We all look at Jonas, whose eyes are bugging out of his head.
"Pregnant?" He whispers, shocked.
"No, Mace, I'm not gonna talk to Zach." She says, annoyed. I lean forward, suddenly interested. " Why? Macey, do I really need to go into detail?" She says. "It was his mother, Mace. He understood her. He knew that she was coming after us and that I couldn't protect them on my own. And he still left." She says. A stray tear slides down her face.
" I just can't believe he did it," She whispers. Then Macey yells something, and she starts laughing. "Jeez, McHenry, PMS only causes so much! Hey, listen, I'm gonna go take a shower; I'll call you later. Bye!" she says. It's obvious that it was a façade, because the moment the McHenry Monster is no longer on the phone, even more tears start slipping down her face. Sighing, she digs in her bag and pulls out her favorite green ITouch. Slamming it on the dock, she presses play and runs to the bathroom. She stays there, with the water running, until Teenage Dream comes on. I hear a squeal, and my heart pangs again. I remember the days when I caused that squeal, but I'm startled out of my happy dreamland by the sight of a half dressed Cammie running out and starting to dance. I can hear Nick mumbling to himself about which diamond Macey would like best, but my eyes are locked on Cammie as she dances. And when I say dances, I mean DANCES. Like, my mouth starts watering. Oh, Jesus…
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Sweat pours down my body as I kick Cammie solidly in the stomach. She's put on some muscle because she doesn't fall. Instead, she grins, like that was exactly what she wanted me to do. And it turns, out it was. After the first Cammie Cam meeting, I hightailed it out of there, eager to escape the sweaty, lusty feeling that has enveloped my senses, and, well… I was a little embarrassed about the memories and feelings that brought up, to say the absolute least. So, I went to the W&A floor to blow off some steam, and who should I find there, but Cammie. Cammie, in front of 10 salivating seniors, wearing nothing but a pair of boy shorts and a very low cut sports bra. Cammie, who now has my foot in a lock as she flips me over her head. Quicker than I would imagine possible, she's on my chest, her arms planted on mine, her bright blue eyes staring mesmerizingly into mine. And before I can stop myself, I lean forward and lock my lips on hers.
A.N. OH SNAP! ZACH KISSED CAMMIE! Review for her reaction, and another piece of the Cammie Cam…..BTWs, you might wanna keep pressing that button, cuz the more you review, the closer I plan for the reveal of what Zach did! Right now, it's scheduled for chapter five, but if you guys are good children, I PROMISE I will write it into next chapter! And if you have any classic Zach/Cammie lines you want, review me and I will find a way to put them in!