Cammie's P.O.V
I sit down on Zach's bed, still looking around his room. "I can't believe I didn't know you lived her until yesterday," I say, shaking my head as Zach sits down on the other side of his bed. "This town is so small! I mean like everyone knows everyone and like everything that happens within five minutes of it happening," I go on. Zach laughs, "We didn't exactly make a big deal about it," he says. "But still! People in this town talk," I say. Zach shrugs, tilting his head at me.
I grab one of Zach's pillows, putting it in my lap and resting my arms on it. Zach smirks at me, "You have a habit of making yourself at home, did you know that?" he says, leaning against the backboard on his bed. I shrug, leaning back into the rest of his pillows. Zach starts another random conversation, something we can both talk about. "What are you saying! Hulk is like a million times better than Captain America!" Zach says, leaning forward towards me. I shake my head, leaning forward as well.
"Puh-lese! Captain America is better!" It's Zach's turn to shake his head, "You only like him because he's "hot"!" "Yes, he's hot, but that is not the only reason I like him!" I cry. Zach rolls his eyes, "Come on, you know it's true," he says. "Is not!" I reply. "Is too!" he says. I shake my head, "Is not!" I reply one last time.
Zach smirks at me, slipping closer to me, he starts to tickle me. "Zach stop!" I cry, trying to cover my sides while laughing. Zach just smirks, tickling me some more. I start laughing so hard my sides hurt, "Zach please!" He starts laughing, moving his hands away. We laugh together for a moment before I catch my breath again. We sit in comfortable silence for awhile.
I rest my head on Zach's shoulder, since he's now sitting next to me. "You're not as bad as I thought you were, Zach," I say. "What does that mean?" Zach asks. "It just means you're not as bad as I thought. You're okay," I say. Zach looks at me and I sigh, "I think you're pretty cool, okay? Gosh." Zach smirks, resting his head against mine, "You're pretty cool too, Gallagher Girl."
*Two Weeks Later*
"What are you doing tonight?" Macey asks me as we walk into English. "Hhmm...movie marathon with Zach," I reply, not looking at her. Macey grins at me, "Oh really?" she asks. "We're just friends, Macey. Just like you and Ben," Macey glared at me for a moment before she smiled, "Just like Ben and I, who, by the way, are going on a date tomorrow." I stared up at her, "What? Really?" I ask. She grins and nods her head.
"Wow that's...awesome!" I say. "Hey Gallagher Girl," I feel someones hand on my waist and look over to see Zach standing beside me. "I've gotta get to my seat," Macey says, winking at me before turning away. "Hey Zach," I say, turning to face him. He grins at me, "What movies are you thinking about for the movie marathon? After all, it starts right after school, and we don't have school tomorrow so we can stay up a bit later. How late did your mother say you could be over? My parents said elevens the latest," Zach says as we walk towards our seats.
"Oh um, Mean Girls and Peter Pan, and anything else you would like to watch. My mom said I could be out until twelve, but I have to check in at eleven thirty," I say. Zach nods, 'Of course, Peter Pan and Mean Girls. I should have guessed," he says as we sit down. We continue to talk some more about our plans for tonight. Of course, movie nights on Friday nights might just become out thing.
Over the past two weeks Zach and I have been hanging out a lot and we've become really good friends. His mom really likes me, so does his cat. He told me about how his mom had got the cat a few years ago, and how much she loved it. Zach's more of a dog person, but he's learned to love Fluffy the cat. The bell rings then and class starts.
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I sigh, pulling my jacket tighter against me. Where is Zach? We agreed to meeting at his car right after school got out at lunch, school got out fifteen minutes ago. Maybe he forgot... But how could he forget? We've been planning this for days! How could he just forget about me? Maybe he's with someone, maybe one of those girls and can't help but stare at him all the time got his attention?
That thought shouldn't make me as angry as it does. I wait a few more minutes before sighing, he must have forgot. I zip my jacket up again, shivering in the cold almost fall breeze, I turn to walk away. "Hey Gallagher Girl! Where're you going?" Zach calls. I turn to see him jogging past his car and over to me. "I'm so sorry I'm late," he starts to say and I get ready for something about a girl, "but Mr. Winchest needed to talk to me about my art project. He needed my permission to have it hung up in the school, how cool is that?" he says.
I sigh in relief. "That's so cool! But I thought you hadn't even started your art project yet?" I ask as we start to walk back to Zach's car. "I haven't. But Mr. Winchest says he knows it going to be amazing, and wanted to ask in advance," Zach says, opening my door for him. Zach was a truly amazing artist, although I'd only seen doodles on his papers, I know he's great. "When do I get to see some of your real art, not just noodles?" I ask as Zach starts the car.
Zach tilts his head for a moment in thought before speaking, "You can see my art project when it's done," he says. I guess that works. I giggle as Zach dramatically sings along to some song on the radio, calling it 'his jam'. Gosh he's a dork, but he's an adorable dork.