Chapter 2
Cammie threw her bag onto the couch, with Zach closing the large, glass French doors behind her.
"Zach, I really have to be honest with you."
"What, you're back together with him again?" Zach said, disgusted.
"Preston is sweet and adorable," Cammie said defensively.
"Oh, sure. Because girls nowadays find Superman pajamas and Spider-Man watches so hot."
"Zach! I thought you said you wouldn't talk about the watch anymore!"
"No, no. I said I wouldn't talk about it around him. He isn't here, is he?"
Cammie rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She paused. "I don't think Tina believes it."
"Don't worry about it, Cams." Zach looked around the house. "Where's your mom?"
"Probably hooking up with Officer Powell again."
"Officer Powell? The Brad Pitt look-alike? Isn't he only, like 22 years old?"
Cammie smiled dreamily. "Yeah, and he's also hot."
Zach furrowed his eyebrows. "I didn't know I had a twin brother."
"Right, because every girl at school thinks so."
"Oh, you want to bet?"
Cammie smirked. "It's on, Goode."
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Message sent.
"Okay! Got it!"
"Seriously? That fast, Goode?"
Two new messages.
"Oh, would you look at that! Two replies already!"
"What did you even send to them?"
"You mean all of them."
Cammie's eyes bulged out of her head.
"You sent a text to every girl at school?! Are you freaking serious?!"
Zach smirked. "Only the hot ones."
"Hot by your standards or normal people standards?"
Zach placed a hand delicately over his heart. "I thought we already covered this! In this relationship, you're abnormal, and I'm ab-solutely gorgeous."
Cammie ignored him. "So, what did you send?"
"If you think Zach Goode is totally hot and gorgeous, reply yes. Please don't freak out about me texting you. I wouldn't want your pretty face to get tears stains."
"That's what you wrote? Are you freaking kidding me?" Cammie looked at him in disbelief. "I never knew my best friend was a honest man with manners."
"Oh, how you humor me."
The doorbell rang.
Zach and Cammie looked at each other.
Cammie was the first to speak. "You open it."
"No! You open it!"
"I said it first, you open it!"
"NO, it's your house, you-"
A high pitched squeal came from outside, followed by moans.
"John! That was my boob, for god's sake. Wait until we get into the bedroom, and I- Oh god, John. Keep doing that. Yes. I feel like I'm Rachel from Something Borrowed."
Cammie looked at Zach. 'Mom', she mouthed, then mimicked choking herself.
A male voice was heard next. "Well, Rachel, considering that your hands are in my pants right now, you shouldn't be talking."
Sounds of heavy kissing and moaning were heard shortly after.
Cammie returned from the bathroom.
"I think that was the first time I barfed in about… seven years."
Zach nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it stinks in here. What did you eat today?"
Cammie launched a pillow at him. "Shut up. If your mom was sleeping with a man almost half her age, you'd be barfing too."
"CAMERON ANN MORGAN! OPEN THIS DOOR IMMEDIATELY."
Cammie rolled her eyes. "Yes, mother," she yelled back.
Cammie approached the door, and just to summarize what she saw, Cameron Morgan was officially scarred for life.
The next morning, Cammie lay sprawled on the floor, her head on Zach's muscled chest. Her shirt has ridden up, so her flat stomach showed.
Zach opened his eyes, blinking rapidly, adjusting to the light.
"Cam? Wake up," Zach said, shaking her.
Cammie didn't move. In fact, she continued snoring.
Zach heard a door close from upstairs.
"John! Come on, stay for a bit."
Sounds of kissing echoed.
'Geez, don't they ever stop? The moaning from last night was enough to scar me and Cam for the rest of our lives' Zach thought.
And the pair started undressing each other right there, in the foyer.
Zach almost screamed. It was horribly disgusting.
"Cam, wake up."
"Whaa- Huh? Is it morning already? But I'm- Oh, ew. God. So wrong," Cammie said, shielding her eyes.
"Let's take the back door, shall we?"
Bex leaned against her locker, watching everyone pass by.
Someone leaned against the locker beside her.
"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout?"
Bex glanced at the figure beside her.
"That's not your locker."
"Oh, but it is."
"What do you want? Why are you back so soon, anyways? Cam said you wouldn't be back until a good two weeks."
The boy's eyes widened. "Cam talked about me?"
"Yeah. She was kind of drunk at the moment, so I doubt she actually meant to. Especially since she said she wanted to sleep with you."
"She said what?"
Bex smiled tightly. "Bye, Preston."
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The boy leaned against the locker, running his hands through his dark hair.
Many thoughts swirled through his head, all centered around one girl.
He thought about the scene he saw a couple nights ago, hidden in that green bush on her lawn, watching him.
Speaking of which, here they come now.
The pair walked through the doors, arm in arm, laughing and smiling.
Then the girl saw him.
Her eyes widened, and she dragged the boy over to him.
"Preston! You're back!" She looked to the boy she was with. "Look, Zach! Preston's back!"
Zach forced a smile. "Welcome back, Peter."
Preston smiled tightly right back at him. "It's Preston, Zachary."
Zach narrowed his eyes. "It's Zach."
Cammie smiled. "Well, it was nice seeing you, Preston. See you at lunch?"
Preston glanced at Zach, smirking. "It would be a pleasure."
Zach's eyes narrowed.
Macey stepped out from the bathroom, her face still glowing and perfect, void of makeup.
She strolled down the hall, Liz by her side.
Macey glanced around. "Where's Bex?"
"I don't know. I saw Cam pass by with Zach-"
"Obviously. Those two are soooooo deep into the Pit of Denial."
Liz laughed. "I know. It's been so long, and they haven't even kissed yet."
Macey nodded in agreement. "I wonder how Cam feels. You know, with Tina back and all."
"Oh, please. Tina couldn't beat Cammie in anything. She's absolutely horrible-"
Liz abruptly stopped talking, and started walking faster.
"Come on, Mace. We're going to be late to class."
But Macey being Macey, noticed Liz's sudden change in mood.
"What? What did you see-"Macey said, looking around.
Her eyes landed on the boy with dark hair and blue eyes, complete with the famous Spiderman watch.
The crowded hall seemed to empty itself almost instantaneously, leaving Macey and the boy.
The boy had yet to spot her, since he was busy with his locker.
Macey stood in the middle of the hallway, still gaping.
The boy closed his locker, suddenly noticing the complete silence.
He cautiously turned around, and his eyes rested on the girl.
Macey suddenly found the breath to speak.
"Preston."
A/N: Sorry for the late update. Vacation didn't allow me much time for updates.
Please review, if you'd like this to continue.
~ilovemesomecupcakes
