Chapter 3
Disclaimer: ally carter owns everything apart from the plot. I own that.
Cammie pov
After registration, I had advanced algebra with Liz, Bex, Macey, Jonas, Nick, Grant and, oh great, the new kid. I still haven't forgotten that smirk of his. And I need to learn his name.
When I walked into the class room that Mr Goode taught, 2 minutes late he sent me a death glare.
"Cameron you can stay behind after class" Mr Goode said with a stern voice
"That is so not fair I was only like 2 minutes late-" I started to say but then Mr Goode cut me off.
"Cameron you will do as I say, I shall talk about this later with you."
So then I sulked off to the back of the classroom, when… oh great the only seat left is next to, the new kid.
So I sat down. And guess what I saw when I looked over to the new kid? If you guessed smirk then you're right.
30 minutes into the lesson, I looked down to my desk to find a note on it. So I opened it up and it read:
To: Cammie
Hey Cammie, tough luck getting told of on your first
Day back at school, wish you luck with Mr Goode
You'll need it.
-B, M, L
Well at least it wasn't from the new kid. I probably would have just thrown it in the bin when I read it. Yeah hate me know but he looked like a heart breaker. So I'm not going to fall for him.
END OF LESSON
Oh great know it's the end of the lesson and I have to face the wrath of Mr Goode dun dun duuuuuun.
When everybody left, Mr Goode came over to my desk and perched on the desk that the new kid was sitting on before.
"Well miss Morgan, not very good to be in trouble on the first day of school is it?" but I think it was a rhetorical question because he just carried on, not waiting for my answer. "We wouldn't want this to go on you record know do we?" but I don't think that he would put being late for a lesson by 2 minutes worthy of going on my school record. In fact if Mrs Harrison my headmistress was to read that she probably just laugh at it and think it just being a teen.
But to save my butt from one of the strictest teachers in east high I just nodded my head and tried to avoid talking. Because if my mouth opens then I know that's it. I will say what's on my mind. And let me tell you he would not appreciate being called a snob nosed-egocentric-douche.
So he just smile at me, (which is just plain scary when it's on one of the scariest teachers in your school) and stood up. "Know let's see, what punishment do you deserve?" oh no I swear he enjoys handing out punishments or else he would be a nicer teacher.
But when he mentioned the word punishments my heart fell right down to my feet.
"How about this, detention for tonight and only tonight, IF, and this is a big if, you pick up my son from his football match tonight, because I'm taking his car into a garage to get it waxed."
Wow did my head just get blown off, because Mr Goode just sounded like a normal teacher and a caring I nodded eagerly and all too soon the façade of good teacher and caring father shattered and his face was stone.
"Good know run, I believe you've got geography next."
And as normal he was right. But that's not why I ran out of his room, the reason why I ran out of his room, was because I got off lightly with just one detention and having to pick his son up from a football game, and I was afraid that he would change his mind and make it even worse.
LUNCH
After I had drama which, only me, out of all my close friends has. I walked over to the dining room and sat down at a table outside with an apple waiting for my friends to arrive.
"Hey cam, so what did Mr Goode give you as a punishment this time?" asked Macey, with Liz and Bex in tow.
"Well…" I started off because I don't really know what to say, well yeah I can tell them the truth, but Mr Goode has never been as nice to anyone like he has just been to me.
I suddenly got pulled out of my thoughts from a football flying straight at me. I quickly stood up and head-butted the ball straight into the air, got off of my seat and caught the ball with my hands.
When I looked up from the ball that I know held in my hands, I saw that the guys who accidentally kicked the ball towards me were gapping at me. So to stop them doing that I kicked the ball really hard. But my plan sort of failed because my aim was to kick it too the goalie not get a goal.
Then there was cheering and whooping and I looked around and saw that everyone was now outside and had just seen me score that goal.
Right then and there I felt so revealing with all these eyes on me. Yeah sure I had eyes on me when I came into school but now I was showing them what I could do and worst of all I didn't know they were there.
So I just went back over to my table and sat down with my friends who were completely unaffected by my sudden show off skills. But they already knew that I was awesome at football.
After about 5 minutes everyone had gone back to what they were doing before they had seen my little show. And know I could just chat away with my friends freely without being stared down or interrupted.
Buy boy did I speak too soon because right then grant, Jonas, nick and the new kid decided to sit at our table, so scrap the talking freely, I now had to watch what I was saying in case of revealing any of the crushes that my friends had on the boys.
"Hey guys, make you self-comfortable we don't need any space at all" Bex spoke probably a bit too sarcastically but then again when is there ever too much sarcasm.
"I think we already have Bex, but don't worry it was nice of you to give us your space" grant replied with a grin on his face, looking straight at Bex.
Then I heard nick get a thump in the ribs probably being elbowed.
"Ow, oh yeah. Girls this is Zach." Nick said. Ah so that is the new kids name, hmm suites him. But nick hadn't finished yet. "Zach Goode"
Then I looked shocked, freeked then I was just plain amazed. Was he related to Mr Goode, the Mr Goode that just gave me a detention and told me to pick his son up from football? It couldn't be, that would mean I'm giving Zach a lift in my car.
So I asked him one question that would answer all of the questions that were flowing through my mind.
"Are you doing football practice tonight, Zach?" I asked him.
"Yeah, but my dad says he's getting my car waxed so he's getting me a ride for tonight." He said
Then as his father had done to me just only a couple of hours ago my heart fell to the ground. At the thought of taking Zach Goode home.
"Do you know who's giving you a ride home?" Jonas asked then my eyes shot straight towards Jonas then I looked down at my apple, praying that I would not be the one to pick him up. Even though I already knew I was.
"no but my dad said he's getting someone to pick me up, so don't worry guys" as he said that I relaxed a bit but then tensed up because I was going to have to tell him right there and then that I was the one taking him home, so I spoke up.
"Zach I'm taking you home"
"Nah that alright as I said before, dads goanna get someone for me." He replied, thinking that I guessed suggested taking him home and then a smirk appeared on his face. He just had to make this so much harder for me didn't he?
"Yeah I know your dads goanna get someone for you and that someone is me." I said pointing to myself.
Then Zach looked up at me and that smirk just kept on going until it got so huge that you could see it from space. I can't even think of what's going to happen tonight I'm too terrified to think.
When I finally looked over to Macey she was grinning. 'Oh no this can't be good' I was thinking to myself. Because when Macey has that grin on her face it means 'make-up time.'
