I've never been to London, and I don't know much about it, so please understand if the places are a little weird..

Chapter 2

Instead of waking up to shining sunshine, I woke up to a glowing Bex. She shook me once and said sternly,

"We're going to go see sightseeing, then I'm taking you shopping."

When I heard the "shopping" part, I groaned and turned away from her. But of course Bex just hit my shoulder and pulled me out of bed. One hour, 2 minutes, and 13 seconds later, we were in a taxi, headed to see Big Ben.

"I'm going to make sure you have fun, Cammie." I smiled. I needed that. It had been a tiring few months. We got out and started blending into the crowd of people. We looked up at the tower, and Bex told me that the clock was off by 2 seconds. But I wasn't listening just then. Because I had caught a glimpse of the dark haired, broad shouldered boy I had been thinking so much about.

I blinked my eyes and squinted my eyes. But he was gone, like it had been an illusion. I searched the crowds for him, but I saw no one that resembled him. I shook my head and wondered if I was hallucinating.

"Cammie??" Bex called, worriedly.

"It's…it's nothing, Bex. Let's go to the Buckingham Palace," I replied, smiling at her.

***

We got out of the taxi once more, and I was awed by the grand palace. We took our place next to the other tourists and I took a picture with my camera. The place was beautiful. And the guards really didn't smile. Bex and I tried numerous times to make them smile, but no such luck.

Before we left the palace, we decided to give it one more try. But we ended up cracking ourselves up, rather than making the guard smile. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw the dark haired boy again, and this time he was closer. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets, standing slightly away from our direction. I abruptly stopped laughing and stumbled toward the place the guy had been standing moments before. But when I got there, he wasn't there.

***

On our ride to the Piccadilly Circus, Bex kept shooting me weird glances. But all I could think was "Zach's here. In London." That sentence kept repeating itself in my head, over and over again, like a broken CD player. I tried to enjoy the Piccadilly Circus, but it was hard to concentrate when Zach could be anywhere! But I didn't see him, not for 2 hours. So I started wondering if it had been my imagination.

But on the other side of the street, there he stood. As clear as daylight, brown hair shining, visible smirk on his face, and green eyes boring into mine.

***

I stood in shock, and I was jostled by a big, burly man. In that second I lost sight of him. Again. The boy whose jacket I clung to like it was my lifeline. I unconsciously started heading in the direction I had seen him. But a huge hand grabbed my arm.

"Excuse me, miss" he began, but Bex interrupted.

"There you are, Cammie! I thought I lost you."

The man looked from me to Bex, and seemed to consider something. Then he mumbled 'nothing' and slipped away.

"What's wrong? You're bloody out of it." Bex demanded.

"It's..Zach's here." I said, my mind elsewhere.

"What? Where?" Bex pulled on my hand. But I couldn't answer. Not when that smirking boy down the road had just winked at me.

***

Of course, when Bex and I tried to find him, he had gone with the wind. So I was dragged off to a shopping mall Bex claimed was "bloody awesome". Not my choice of things to when the boy I wanted to kiss was

a)stalking me,

b)trying to kiss me,

c)looking out for me!

So of course I was dreading this part more than I usually would.

OK, I know that was awful, but please review!!!!!!!

Next-the COC and Zach!!!!!!!!!!!!!