lol so to the people that didn't understand the whole Zach / Cammie / Gum thing let me explain : he was trying to make her talk to him since no matter what he did he would never talk to her. Basically this chapter is just memories of her and Zach. Now on to the story.

Zachary Goode

If you asked me to explain him to you many, many things would pop into my mind.

For instance, Zachary Goode is crazy.

"Zach!" I yelled, glaring down at him.

He smirked up at me and put on innocent face, "that's my name, darling."

"ugh, put me down!"

Yeah, you heard me. I was talking to Bex, getting stuff from my locker when Zach came and scooped my legs up, putting me over his shoulder. He then started walking to our next period which I just so happened to have with him.

"Hm... Nah, I don't think I will." he then proceeded to spin me around.

"Zach! I am not a doll!"

"You might not be one but you sure as hell weigh like one."

"Ugh, just put me down Goode. I have a skirt."

He never did respond. Instead he just adjusted my legs closer to his head and moved his arm that was holding my waste and put it on top of my skirt. "There, problem solved." he said as he continued to spin me around.

He was fearless.

"I don't like that kid." Zach said as he sat down next to the empty seat next to me.

I put my book down and turned to him with a completely straight face. "Who are you?" He looked at me confused and I proceeded by saying, "Well, the real Zachary Goode would never step foot inside a library. I wasn't even aware Zachary Goode knew where the library was even located."

"Ha ha." he said sarcastically as I turned back to my book. "Anyways on to more important matters." he exclaimed.

"Excuse me, sir. This is a library. Silence your voice or get out." the librarian whisper yelled at him.

Zach just did a salute like he was a soldier and the turned back to me.

"Anyways, I really hate that guy. He acts like he's top shit when in reality he isn't. I am. And who better to straighten him up and teach him place then me?"

I looked up to see this guy Zach was talking about. I looked up and saw literally the nicest guy I knew, Marcus Abreu. Marcus might look pretty scary considering he was super, super, super tall and buff but in reality he was just a very big and fluffy teddy bear. "You're kidding right? What the hell has he done to you, Zach?"

"Nothing. At least, not yet. I swear there is something weird about that guy."

I rolled my eyes and gave Zach a look. "Zach, I know what you're thinking and I'm telling you, don't do it. You're gonna get yourself in trouble one of these days."

"yeah, yeah. Whatever you say Cam."

Of course, a week later there's Zach punching him and telling him to 'Come at him'. It was pretty funny though since all Zach really could hit was Marcus' chest and Marcus just stood there confused and of course not fighting. Like I said, teddy bear.

I rolled my eyes. I probably agony have told Zach something but I was used to this already. Of course Zach would try fighting with the tallest, biggest, scariest looking guy at our school.

Long-story-short, Zachary Goode is a lot of things. And though it may not seem like it, Zachary Goode was... sweet.

"So, Gallagher Girl any valentines?"

I bit my lip and shook my head no. I saw this coming though so I just shrugged it off. I looked at Zach and chuckled at the view. Zach had literally come to school with a WAGON. When I had asked him why he had a wagon he simply explained how it was Valentines and girls loved him. Did I believe he would actually need a whole wagon for all his Valentines? No.

I was wrong. School had just ended and of course, his wagon was completely full.

Zach pressed his lips together and looked away thoughtfully. "Hmm..." was his only response.

The following day I opened my front door to see Zach on one knee in the front of my house with a Valentine card in one hand and a box of chocolates in the other. He then got up from the girl and handed them to me, "Happy Valentines day, Gallagher Girl."

Zachary Goode also went through these phases.

He never really did stay in one clique. The only person he really did stay friends with through all of his phases just so happened to be me.

Yeah, that meant he would drag me through all his phases.

"Cammie, Cammie. Look, don't say anything just put your phone really close to your ear, okay? You have to listen to this very loudly to appreciate it. The instruments, the lyrics, just everything." Then 'Pink Floyd' was playing very, very, very loudly through my phones speaker. Literally. I could put my phone at the farthest corner away from my door and then walk out of my room and I'd still be able to hear the music.

There was even this one time in Freshman year when Zach came up to me and told me we should just both dye our hair red. At least for a little while.

Through all of that craziness and cockiness and sweetness and just everything else that made Zach, Zach, I loved him. With all my heart. I really could have not asked for a better best friend. There was never one point in my life that I had felt scared of losing Zach.

Well, until now.

I didn't know if it was one of Zach's 'phases' but I did know that he wasn't gonna let me go without a fight. So, this is the story of my very tragic and confusing love life.