Cammie sucked in a breath. What did he just say? Did he just say he was looking at me? Cammie glanced over at Zach, who had just turned his head to watch the road. She could barely see the crease on his forehead, but she could tell he was frowning, just slightly. Cammie shifted awkwardly in the leather seat, "Zach?"
"Yeah." He replied in a sort of monotone.
It made Cammie's heart ache a little bit inside. Like she had just disapointed him so badly he didn't even want to talk to her. And he probably didn't. He had just admitted that he checked her out, like he liked her, and all she had asid was oh. After that she had been silent and dumbstruck, for over five minutes. She always managed to mess everything up. Things like talking with the guy she'd had a crush on for a whole year. Ugh, she felt like she was in middle school again. She glanced into the rearview mirror so that she could see his eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." He said in the same voice. "This is your house right?" He asked as he pulled up next to the curb. She wanted to say something so bad but her brain wasn't letting her. The words were on the tip of her tongue but they wouldn't come out. She triple-hated the fact that she always managed to mess everything up. It annoyed her so much because it was always unintentional, and about something that was so important to her that she couldn't mess it up. And then she would mess it up.
Cammie nodded then laughed uncertaintly. "You live two blocks down from me, Zach..?" She stated it as a question. He didn't reply, "Zach? Are you alright?" He didn't say anything, just nodded. Cammie felt her eyes water for the second time that day. She hated her life. She hated it, so much. She had changed her life question from Who am I? to Why me? She just hated how she managed to mess everything up. She had messed up her whole three years in middle school, she had a messed up family, and now she had messed up her relationship (if you could call it that) with Zach.
Cammie sighed, "Okay, well, thanks for the ride Zach. I'll see you tomorrow." He didn't reply. Cammie awkwardly got out of his car and shut the door. She stood still for a second, staring at her bedroom window. She started up the front walk and heard Zach's car start up. He was leaving her. She reached up to wipe away a stray tear that had slipped out and ducked her head. Cammie fumbled with the lock on the door a little bit. She finally got inside and headed towards her bedroom. She dropped her stuff next to her desk and sat on the edge of her bed, still a little dazed. She barely knew what was happening anymore.
Just fifteen minutes ago she had been staring into Zach's green eyes, and now. Now he was barely talking to her. She couldn't really blame him, she had been an idiot. Cammie heard a slight buzzing sound coming from her purse but she ignored it. She didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment. No one except Zach. She needed to go apologize and tell him she liked him or should tell him the truth. Cammie groaned and fell back onto her bed. Why was she so screwed up?
Cammie phone was still vibrating and buzzing and annoying the heck out of her. She dropped herself off her bed and grabbed her phone, still sitting on the ground. She deserved to be on the ground. She answered, not bothering to look at Caller ID. "Hello."
"Heyy Cammie, what's new?"
"Nothing Macey." She said, the sadness must've come out in her voice though.
"Are you okay? You seem down."
Cammie sighed. "I am down, ok? I'm just, I'm not feeling well is all. And I need to borrow your white scarf."
"Okay then. I'll drop off your the later, text you when."
"Thanks Mace. I've gotta go, see you tomorrow." Cammie hung up, not bothering for a reply. She would prbably get some crap about it from Macey but she didn't care at the moment. She just wanted some sparkly fairy to come fix everything for her. That'd be great. Sparkle-Fairy could get her mom to actually talk to her, not just random hello's when they happened to be at the house at the same time. Her mom was always on buisness trips or whatever the heck she did. She was almost always out of state, usually for over a week. Cammie had learned to deal with it at a young age. Most people though it was a sweet deal; a house to themselves and all the money in the world. See, Cammie's mother sent her weekly amounts of money when she was gone and Cammie simply put it in her savings account for college, even though she was working for a scholarship. Cammie mostly didn't use the extra money, she had all she needed. Sometimes though, she went crazy and spent a bunch of money at the mall. At the moment, thats exactly what she felt like doing.
Cammie contemplated calling Macey, Bex, Lexi, and Liz for an emergency shopping spree. There was no homework and hopefully Macey was done with whatever she was doing with Nicky. It was starting to seem like a pretty good idea, way better than sitting in here room, alone and sulking about Zach. Cammie quickly called Macey, then added Bex, Lexi and Liz to the call.
Once everyone had picked up Cammie got down to buisness, "Guys, emergency shopping spree. Who can make it?"
"I can." Macey replied immediately, "Is this something to do with Zach?" Macey asked.
Cammie shrugged even though she knew Macey couldn't see, "Yeah, maybe it is."
"Oopsie daisies." They heard a thump and an ow from Liz. They all rolled their eyes and sighed. Liz came back on the line, "Sorry about that guys. But yeah my mom said I can make it. I was just going to ask her but I tripped."
"What'd you trip on Lizzie? You should clean up your room then." Bex said.
Liz laughed a little, "Oh, my room's clean. I uh, tripped on the floor that time. Its um, really bumpy."
They all laughed at Liz's clumsiness, and then the laughter dwindled down. "Okay so who's coming and who's not?" Macey asked firmly, taking charge.
"Just a sec guys, lemme ask my mom." Lexi said and they heard and thump as she dropped the phone on the ground. She came back on a few moments later. "Sorry guys, I can't go. I have a dinner party thing at the Walters' house. Ughh I hate Tina. Why is my life so crappy?" Everyone comforted Lexi and said they would buy her some clothes. Personally though, Cammie thought Lexi had it good. Her parents loved eachother and were home all the time, Lexi was pretty and well-liked. She was rich, too, but that was just a bonus.
"Yeah, well I gotta go guys. Have to get ready, you know there's gonna be some hot, rich guys there." Lex said, and the girls all laughed.
"Take some pictures.!" Macey said, and they all knew what she wanted Lexi to take pictures of. That's right, the hot and rich guys. Lexi laughed and hung up after another goodbye and there was a few seconds of comfortable silence.
"Hey Bex, you still there?" Cammie asked, after a moment.
"Yeah." Bex answered. "I was reading."
Cammie choked back laughter. Bex? Reading? "What're you reading?" She asked, barely restraining her laughter. She could hear Macey let out a laugh concealed as a cough.
"Sprinting techniques. I know we beat them today, but we next time we just have to make it more obvious because some guys can be so blind."
Cammie laughed a little at that, they all knew she was talking about Grant. "So are you coming with us?"
"Where? To the mall?" Bex probably had not been listening to most of the conversation..
Cammie nodded, exasperated, "No duh Bex. Were you even listening?"
"No, no I wasn't." Bex admitted. "But yeah, okay, I'll come. Nothing better to do."
Macey quickly took control again, it was sort of getting on Cammie's nerves but she knew she was being irrational. It was just Macey's personalty to take charge of things, even if it wasn't her thing to take charge of. "Guys we can meet at my house in twenty minutes ok? I just need to get changed." Macey said.
Cammie, Bex, and Liz each agreed with the time and place and hung up. Then Cammie sighed, twenty minutes to sit and sulk about Zach. She moved to sit in her desk. She stared at the mirror in front of her and studied her own face. She picked up a piece of paper and a pen and began to write about Zach. She wrote about how she had liked him for a long time, and how happy and protected he made her feel. She wrote about how she had messed it all up being an idiot. She wrote about what she thought about Zach, physically and mentally. She read it all over making marks on it and changing words. She added a few extra lines at the end before folding it up and sticking it in her pocket.
She grabbed her wallet which had her credit card in it and a brown leather jacket. She pulled it on as she walked out the door to the car that she barely drove. She got in the car and sat for a second or two. Then she turned on the ignition and started to drive. She drove down to blocks and stopped in front of a modest one story red brick home. She got out the car, the note burning a hole in her pocket. She took a deep breath and strted up the front walk. She held the note in her hand before dropping it on the front porch. She rang the doorbell and walked quickly back to her car. She got in and started it up just as the door was opening. The car began to move and Cammie never looked back.
Zach was standing just inside his front door watching a silver car drive away from his house, he had never seen it before. He looked down to see a folded up notebook paper with his name on it. Purely out of curiosity, he bent down to pick it up. Underneath his name there was a smaller one, written in cursive. It read Cammie M. The I was dotted with a heart.
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Sorry that this chapter is a bit on the short side guys. So there's a twist, sort of, what will happen to Zammie? Even I don't know lol. Well I have a small idea of what will happen but I will leave you to guess at it :) Next chapter, shopping spree or Zach at home? You choose, or I will do the mall scene kay? PM me or leave a review. Yes I know I'm weird. EmBrAcE It.
Random fact 10: I cannot stand waiting in lines, I'm really impatient. Random fact 11: My favorite song from Take Me Home is I would and Little things. Random fact 12: I have had this account for 2 months now & just decided to make a story lol.
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