So, to answer your question it was Grant she was talking to as they walked up to the school in the last chapter. I would really appreciate some more reviews. But it's okay. And I would really like some input on how many chapter's it should it be in the end. I have all the 'Big Events' in the end planned but I need to know if you want some fluffy chapters?

"I hate this movie." Cammie whispered, pulling the drink holder up, tossing her legs over mine, and pulling herself closer to me. "I really do, and when we get out of here, I am going to murder you."

I laughed, pulling her closer, so I could rest my chin on her head. "Okay. I will gladly let you murder me, Morgan. If you can catch me. Besides I have the upper hand here. I have the car, and you don't." I felt her sigh dramatically.

"Fine. You win. But I will murder you if you take me to another movie like this. I think something for children would work." She whispered, even though there was no need, since there was no one in the movie. So we could run around and scream and not get any complaints. But I was pretty sure Grant, or McHenry was hiding somewhere in the theatre.

"Are you inposing we are going on another date?" I asked, knowing deep down I really wanted another date. Since she was Cammie Morgan. The girl of every guys dreams. And she was all mine. Well right now she was anyways.

"Maybe." That was all she said for the rest of the movie. I could have sworn that she had a smug grin on her face as she rested her head on my chest, my arms wrapped around her waist.

"Fifty bucks that Tina Walters is going to maul you with questions tomorrow." I whispered to Cam, as we passed Walter's to get to my car. I could basically see the gears turning in her head.

Poor, naïve girl.

"Deal. And I want ice cream. Please." She glanced over at me with those damn blue eyes. She had me at her complete mercy. She could tell me to go marry Tina, and I would totally do it.

"I'll just give you the money, and the ice cream; If you go on another date with me." I smirked, as she rolled her eyes, slipping into my car. "And if I give you a ride to school in the morning. I think there is some freaky kid thing going on with the bad kids."

"And your not the bad kid?" She retorted, glancing over at me with this totally lipbiting look of sexiness. Biting her lip, with her wavy dirty blonde hair falling around her face. She leaned closer, so I could smell the soft strawberry mint-ish smell of her mouth. "Because I think your just-" She leaned in closer. "Like me. Exactly like me—"

I leaned on, not being able to resist her. "Maybe." Before her lips were engulfing mine in the most mind-blowing kiss of my life. She tasted like strawberries, whipped cream, vanilla, and heaven.

My tongue gently brushed her bottom lip, becoming more persistent the more she refused. I finally bit her lip, causing a soft moan to escape from those godforsaken lips, as I quickly devoured her mouth. Going over every little crevice, making sure she got the full Zachary Goode effect. But god was it hard when she started running her hand up, and down my arm, and her hand snaking up my shirt.

I needed to stop kissing her before stuff got too out of hand. My mouth moved down to her neck, placing soft kissed on her neck trying to find that one sensitive spot. A whimper escaped her mouth as I found her pulse point, sucking softly, before biting down just as soft.

"Damnit, Zach." She groaned, making no move to pull away. "Macey, and Bex are coming over at eight. They are going to hunt you down—oh my dear god that tickles. Stop. Please." I laughed, looking at her holding her stomach where I had just tazed her.

She sounded like an angel when she laughed. Soft, carefree, and unlike Tina Walter's she didn't laugh like a total freakshow.

Great. You've done it again Zach. Went and fallen in love with your best friends sister.

"I should really be getting you home, don't you think?" I asked, trailing hand up and down her thigh. "Or your dear brother will murder me."

"He will already kill you for giving me a hickey. You will just be burned to death for not bringing me home before eight. And he has full control over me since my Mom is in Paris, and my Dad is god knows where." She smirked, tossing me the keys she somehow managed to steal out of my pocket.

This girl will be the death of me.

"Darn. Guess we can't go on that second date then, Camster." I smirked(again), turning on the car, and pulling swiftly out of my parking spot. "And no fifty bucks. And no icecream for you my dear."

"You say dear an awful lot, Mr. Goode." She was faking a brittish accent. It was extremely cheesy. But kind of cute at the same time.

"You say awful, a lot Cam."

"I know, but that's why I am so adorable, and irresistible."

Someone's getting cocky.

It was just that last chapter that kept me from writing past it. But then I got an idea, and went with it.

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