I'm sooooo srry! I know I update often, but I haven't had my computer! And now I can't update my other stories because I have drafts on my ipod and I left that at my aunt's house. The drafts were perfect, so YES! THIS IS A BIG DEAL! Anyway, here's my story! And btw I rate my stories M just so I don't have to worry about going over my rating. :/

Zach's POV

I'm going over to Grant's today. I know I was with him all day, but I need an excuse to see Cammie. Why didn't Grant mention his hot sister? It's only her first day, but I'm seriously hooked!

I knocked on the door. It was five minutes before Cammie answered. "What do you want?" Her voice almost cracked. Her eyes were a little red, and I can tell she was upset.

"Just to see Grant," I shrugged.

"Well he's. . ." she glanced behind her. "Wait a second." And then she disappeared. When she returned, her eyes weren't red and she seemed more confident. She said, "You can come in but don't get on his nerves." So I guess flirting is out.

I came in and Grant was a mess! His eyes were puffy, a whole trash can was full of tissues, and his body was sprawled on the couch. Cammie was slightly surprised at the trash can.

She leaned to him, and I faintly heard her say, "I'll get another box." He nodded, numbly. Cammie emptied the trash can, and came back with another box of tissues. "Grant, I'm going to take a shower. When I'm done, do you want me to come back down?" Her eyes flicked to me, and he nodded again.

Fif. Teen. Minutes. Of. Silence. Cammie came down with her wet hair in a ponytail and wearing a tank top and pajama pants. Fuck! She's just as sexy in pants! No way around her!

"Hey guys! So what did ya'll talk about?" she said cheerfully.

"Nothing," I said quietly. Her face almost fell. Almost. She's too nice a person to just crack with one word. It'll take a while.

"Well… Grant, what do you want to talk about?" She turned to him. Grant sat up to give Cammie space on the couch. I'm in a chair. Thanks for asking.

"Mom." He said bitterly.

Cammie's smiled wavered, and then fell completely. "What do you want me to say?"

"That she would've gotten back together with dad, given the chance!"

"Well she wouldn't have!"

"That she would've let you see dad!"

"She wouldn't!"

"That she would've wanted me to live with her!"

"You know she wanted both of us!" Cammie pulled her legs into her chest. After a moment, tears started to stream down her face. "She loved you more than she did me! I always wanted to live with dad!" I wish I never came. "I wanted to live with whoever you got to live with," she said quietly as she ran up the stairs.

Grant put his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. When he looked up at me, he said, "I'm sorry, dude. Look, you can go if you want, but-"

"No," I said firmly. "I want to know what happened."