Wow guys, I came home to 31 emails… wow. I got 12 reviews on chapter so thank-you guys so, so, so much! And don't worry I won't be leaving this one. I think like cherry-red-lips said, I'm probably go back to it when I have an idea. Anyway, I'm liking this story, I've got it all planned out and I hope you lovelies like it too

Zach

Zach's shoulders were drooped as he trekked up his parents drive. He had had a horrible day. Not only did he have to tutor Cammie but he had to wait on his friends while they did football training and was repeatedly hassled by Rebecca Baxter. He shook his head, just the thought of her made him feel icky. Today she strutted around school in a tight leather skirt that was only 5 centimetres longer for it not to be a belt. Her tank-top was tight, white and see through and to top it all off she had crushed his foot with her 5 inch heels.

"Hello Zach" shouted his mother Karen. She was a small woman with brown/blonde hair and a genuine smile. She was not Zach's real mother, neither was David his real dad, nope they were his foster carers. If Zach wanted to speak or see his parents then he'd have to drive to Blackstone Prison….but enough of his parents now, that'll come later.

"Where've you been?" she asked while stirring her pot of soup. His mother was a great cook; she called herself the American women equivalent to Gordon Ramsey. "I've been worried sick!" and not only is she a great cook, she's also a great worrier.

"Waiting on my friends, they had tryouts and I had to tutor a student" he said casually as he tried to grab an apple. Truth is Zach didn't eat any lunch today, he was once again, anxious about his meeting with Cammie. He lived on soft mints all day and was lucky when Cammie commented on how fresh his breath smelt.

"Wait until dinner" she tapped his hand away and went back to cooking.

Ding-dong!

The doorbell went and Zach huffed as he went to the door. He opened it and saw Cammie. She looked like she'd been crying and she probably had. When she walked into her house she was greeted with the stench of alcohol and vomit.

Mum, again. Cammie was used to this. Used to being along, she'd gone upstairs passing her passed out mom and took out her books. She'd tried to study, honestly, but she couldn't with her mother vomiting in the background. She'd put everything back in her bag, not even bothering to tell her mother where she was going and that's how she ended up at Zach's house. He let her in and she felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

"Hello" Karen wiped her brow and shook Cammie's sweaty hand.

"Hi, I'm Cammie"

"Lovely to meet you, I'm Karen Zach's mother." Cammie instantly liked Karen and who could blame her? Karen was just a likeable person.

Zach was tugging on the back of Cammie's jumper. "We'll just be in my room, okay?"

"Alright, I'll see you two later" she gave them one last smile and Cammie was pulled away. She followed Zach upstairs and to his bedroom.

"Sit…if you want" he hesitated. He'd never had a girl in his room before, not to mention a really pretty girl. Cammie wondered around, she looked at photos, through his wardrobe and then she finally sat down on his bed.

"So what's up?" he asked.

"Nothing" pause "I should go." Cammie got up but Zach pulled her back. She cowered away when he touched her.

"Wait don't go, we can do some studying now if you want?" Zach was desperate, he wanted Cammie to stay he didn't know why but he wanted the satisfaction of having a girl in his room. And he was confused, she'd just come hadn't she? Why did she look so worried? Cammie looked weary but shrugged and sat. She took out her folder full of work and started to make notes. Zach stood watching her.

Wait, I'm her tutor aren't I? He walked to the bed and slowly sat down next to her. He took out some notes from his top draw and passed them to Cammie.

"What the fuck is this?" she asked.

"Some notes so you don't have to write your own" he smiled and surprisingly she smiled back. He started a conversation but it faltered when they started talking about parents.

"Karen and David aren't my real parents, they foster me"

"Really? Well I'm sure that your little friends don't know about that huh?"

"Actually, they do." Zach felt happy with himself, he had finally shocked Cammie.

"Hmm. My dad died, so it's just my mom and me now" her sentence was simple yet Zach could tell that it was filled with different meanings. Cammie stood and looked out the window.

Huh? She had to do a double take when she saw Preston and Macey walking together. Macey had the stroller in front of her while Preston walked next to her.

"Hey Zach, what's your mate doing with Macey-the slut-McHenry?"

"What?" he came to the window and stood next to Cammie, he could smell her vanilla scent but it was mixed with alcohol and vomit. "Oh yeah, I don't know why" he could just about make out their figures in the evening light.

The wind whistled and rustled the trees; they walked along the street with only the street lights and bedroom windows for light. That was the best way though; they couldn't be seen or heard. Macey's heels were the only sound on the quiet street.

"Shhh" she whispered to in infant in the pram. They turned up the street and the boy took the key, put it into the lock and opened the door. On her way in she thanked him with a quick kiss. She sighed, tired and sat on the black settee in the middle of the room.

"You want me to take Lily out?" in the light his hair looked lighter and his freckles darker. Preston Winters is the kind of guy that some love, some hate. He's too some-time-ish. One minute he can be hanging with his mates, the popular crowd but then sometimes he's with the nerds. He squats down in front of the baby girl and smiles at her. She gurgles as he undo's her straps and picks her up. Macey chuckles from the kitchen area as she puts the shopping away. Macey doesn't look 16, nope, after having the baby, and all the smoking and the stress you could say she's 18…but she's not. Her usually shiny back hair is now dull as well as her blue eyes. Before Macey looked like a model, yes she still had the looks but after childbirth she couldn't be bothered anymore, now Lily is her life. When she found out she was pregnant she cried. She didn't tell anybody, not even the father.

We were careful, I swear we were! She constantly told herself but when the pregnancy test had a big red line, she knew it was too good to be true.

"Macey babe, could I have some help please?" shouted Preston. She took her coat off and walked into the bedroom. A double bed in the middle with a wardrobe in front and a dressing table made up Macey's room. She'd moved out when she was 7 months pregnant. She couldn't stand all the arguing so she left. She even changed her name, no more Macey McHenry, she was now Macey Winters. She watched the boy of her dreams change the nappy of their baby. Yes, that's right…their baby. But obviously no one knew, Macey knew that as soon as everyone found out she'd be ridiculed. She'd be called horrible names like a slut, a slag and a sket, and she was right. Macey would have had friends to protect her but Macey wasn't the kind to with a big crowd; to be honest she liked her own company. But she couldn't do that to Preston, she knew how happy he was. He'd just moved to Roseville, how could she let a party miss-hap ruin everything

Preston had put the baby girl to sleep; he waved Macey to the bed where he lay. She was weary at first, the night was there only time together. She slipped her shoes off and joined him. They fell asleep with their baby girl, their life in the middle of them.

Oooh, I bet none of you saw that! It was gonna be pure Zammie but I though why not throw them in to keep you entertained? I hope you liked it, and there is Nick's chapter next and some more insight to Cammie's life at home! Review please!

-cammieXzachxx