I sat down at lunch with my friends, Grant, Jonas, Preston, Josh, Macey, Liz and Bex. My stomach was grumbling and looking down at the huge burger in front of me only made it worse.

"You okay?" Macey asked taking in my expression. I smile brightly and nodded.

"Fine, just tired." She rolled her eyes

"Tell me about it, I can never get a head, the work is always piling in and I can't get on top of It." everyone else mumbled in agreement as they chewed their food. Bex looked up from her French fries and swallowed hard.

"What do you all think of the new girl?" she asked looking around the table.

"Don't know, she seems nice and she so…" Macey trailed off scrunching up her nose as she tried to think of the right word, but Liz beat her to it

"Pretty. She's smart too; she was in my Chemistry lesson and answered every question… correctly." She looked at us her eyes wide as she said the last word like it should be a shock. I tried not to laugh, but Josh didn't hide his amusement.

"Liz, other people can be as smart as you, I know it hard to believe because you have never meet someone like it before-"

"Jonas is smart." She said jumping in. Her face immediately went red and so did Jonas's.

"I," Grant cleared his throat "I like her." I looked over to Bex whose face fell slightly. She had broken up with Grant a month ago and Grant had been pretty beaten up over it, (he ate a lot of Ben & Jerry's ice cream and missed a few football practices) but did she really think he would never move on?

"Like who?" a soft angelic voice asked form behind me. Macey almost choked on the slice of cucumber she was chewing on, Bex coughed on the water she was drinking and Liz shoved a soon full of yogurt into her mouth to hid her smile.

The boys and I turned around to see V stood in front of us. She was smiling and holding a tray of food in her hands.

"Would you mind if I sat with you guys?" I shook my head gestured to the seat in between Grant and me.

"I'm Zach, this is Macey, Bex, Liz, Jonas, Preston, Josh and-"

"Grant, I'm Grant." She smiled at him

"I'm V; it's nice to meet you all."

"Nice to meet you too." Macey said with a smirk "How do you like Gallagher?"

"I like it very much so far, I have had such a warm welcome, it was more than I could ever imagine. People here are so kind."

"That's good to hear." Grant said and I smirked.

"Yes," I mumbled

"It's Zach right?" I smiled and nodded,

"Have we meet before?" her eyes were narrowed, but she was smiling.

"No, I don't think so." I said even though I wasn't entirely sure myself. V tucked a loose strain of hair behind her ear.

"Oh, okay." She turned back to the others and started to engage in a conversation about doughnuts were better with pink frosting or chocolate.

XXX

"Zach," the small voice came from behind me. I stopped walking and turned around. There was a small girl stood there. Her hair down and messy, she had on a baggy grey sweater and dark blue skinny jeans. Her feet disappeared into a pair of electric blue UGGs. She was biting her lip and her eyes were watering

"Cammie, right?" I asked trying to put a name to the small girl that seemed familiar. She nodded lightly and took a step forward.

"That's right," she sniffed and I saw her hand shake.

"Are, are you okay?" I asked.

"Um, no… I'm not… but don't ask me why." I was taken aback by this; she sniffed again as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Do you want to walk with me?" I asked gesturing towards the direction of my house. I was heading home after football practice and I was wondering what she was doing out alone.

"Thanks," she whispered the word being caught by a breeze and pulled away, I barely heard it. Cammie came closer so she was next to me and we started walking slowly up the street.

"I know you probably hate me," she took in a breath and looked down at her shoes as she kicked at a small pebble on the pavement.

"Hate you? Why would I hate you?" she shrugged

"Why does everyone else hate me? I don't really know, but I just assume it now, you know?" she looked up at me her eyes wide and wet. Then she smiled slightly "No, I don't suppose you do. Thank you for knowing my name." I stared at her shocked at what I was seeing. I tried to recover and smirked at her.

"Thanks for knowing mine." I thought she might smile, maybe even give out a laugh, but she just looked hurt, like I had kicked her.

"Don't mock me now, please." She seemed to be begging.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." She nodded again.

"Okay." Her hands hung at her sides, limp and lifeless. Her head was tilted to the right. I couldn't believe that this was the girl that nobody saw, the one that had no friends. What had she done to cause this? Why did she think everyone hated her?

"Um, what were you doing out? She lifted her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I, I- was," she looked up at me her bottom lip was quivering and bleeding a little. My heart ached for the girl I saw in front of me. I stopped and put my hand on her hip and dabbed her lip with my thumb. She looked up at me surprised. I wanted to make her smile, make her laugh. I looked into her eyes. They were beautiful an ocean blue, but they were cold. I didn't think they had always been like that though. The school had down this to her, other kids had done this to her. I suddenly couldn't resist. I leant down and kissed her softly on the lips. She didn't move, she didn't kiss me back, but she didn't pull away. I had never thought of kissing her, I had barely remembered her name a few minutes ago and if someone asked me why I did it I wouldn't be able to give them a reason.

"Why did you do that?" she asked her eyes narrow, I shook my head

"I don't know," she smiled at me weakly.

"You were my first kiss Zachary Goode." I expected her to blush, but she didn't. She just continued on staring up at me, unblinking. I licked my lips, where hers had been.

"Its mint."

"What?"

"My chap stick, its mint flavoured."

XXX

The bell rang signalling the day was over and that we could go home.

"Zach, want to come to mine? Hang out?" Josh asked, we walked outside and down the front steps. People were mulling about.

"Actually I have something I wanted to do."

"Okay, but if you change your mind I'll be sat at home doing nothing." He smiled and headed off to his car and I headed to mine. I got in headed to the beach. I needed to see this girl again, I needed to talk to her and prove to myself that it wasn't Cammie. My mind was full of that day, the day that I kissed Cammie Morgan, the first day and the last day I spoke to her, but I never forgot and I thought of her almost every day. I tried to find Cammie in school a few times, but I could never see her. She was like a chameleon, blending in with her surroundings, she could disappear.

I pulled into a parking space of the empty car park. There was no other car to be seen, but I got out anyway and headed towards the old wooden steps that headed down to the beach. My hands were deep in my pockets. I made my way down to the sand. My eyes travelled the water line and my heart stopped when I saw a girl stood there. Her hair down in messy loose waves of white blonde, her head was tilted to the right and her arms were limp at her sides. She wore a short white sundress and was staring out to sea.

A/N- THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEWS, THEY REALLY KEEP ME GOING KNOWING THAT PEOPLE WANT TO READ THIS. I HOPE THIS CHAPTER CLEARS UP WHY ZACH SEEMS TO CARE FOR CAMMIE. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKED THIS I TRIED TO MAKE IT LONGER. PLEASE REVIEW, FAV AND FOLLOW!