Chapter 7: Zach's POV Part 2 and Then Some

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I changed the title and summary, because the old one didn't really make sense with what I finally figured out is going to be the plot.


Zach's POV

Usually, I sleep until after lunch, but today was the exception. I woke up to some yelling done by none other than my new neighbors. If they're always this loud, I don't think I'll need my alarm clock anymore. The curtains were open, I guess she forgot to close them after the incident last night, so I looked through the window and saw Macey throw water at Cammie. I guess unlike me, she was a heavy sleeper. Her bleary eyes were wide awake now. Now I definitely couldn't sleep, because after that performance, who would? So I decided to just go out for a run and clear my head after I had breakfast and some lunch. I can't run on an empty stomach.

I was running and somehow ended up at the park. I sat on the bench, and rested for a bit. I was standing up, and my line of vision came across Cammie and those eyes of hers. They were so beautiful. I feel like I knew her from someplace, but where? Oh well, it'll come to me. I needed to clear my head, so I distracted myself by flirting with her. It was something I knew how to do pretty well. This isn't getting me anywhere, so after she left, I went home.

The next day, I decided to go to the local pharmacy, Abrams and Son, to get a card for my sister. I figured I might as well get something done today. I went looking through the isle looking for a card for Eli. That's when I saw her. I was curious as to why she was here, so I tapped her on the shoulder. She stared into my eyes, and at that moment, I realized where I had seen her before. It wasn't possible though. She has been dead for nearly 50 years. It's probably just a really big coincidence.

"What are you doing here?" Is it just me, or did that sound nosy?

"Looking for some band aids, as you can clearly see," she pointed at her knee. Wow. Could I be any more obvious?

"Here," I passed her a box of them.

"Thanks. So what are you doing here?" What the heck. Might as well tell her.

"Getting a card for my little sister. It's nearly her birthday, and I still don't know what to get her. I love her and all, but getting presents is something I'm not exactly good at." Okay, maybe I was starting to freak out a bit. Okay, I need to pee now. Like, really badly. Random thought?

"That's sweet of you, but as long as it's something from the heart, I'm sure she'll love it. Nearly all girls are like that. Well, except for the ones obsessed with money and material stuff, but that doesn't mean you should be cheap. By the way, how old is your sister?"

"She's turning 8, and I guess I'll take your advice, thanks."

"No problem. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some band aids to buy," and with that, she left me, so I was able to dash toward the bathroom. I went down the hall, but I wasn't sure which one it was, so I guessed, but it was the supply room. Great. I went inside the other one, and this was it! I closed the door, unzipped my pants, and then there was sweet relief. I was about to zip my pants, but then the door creaked open a bit, and then there was a slam. Woops. Guess I forgot to close the door. Oh well, guess I just have to turn on my charm.

After I was done, I spotted Cammie standing outside, blushing. I never knew someone could get so red, but she looked kind of cute. I whispered in her ear, "Enjoy the show?" It was obvious she was the one who saw me.

"As a matter of fact, I did." This was disappointing. She didn't react to the close proximity, so I turned and walked away with whatever dignity I had left, while bearing a smirk on my face.


Cammie's POV

After the unfortunate incident with Zach this morning, I decided to go exploring. I told Macey, Grant, and my mom what I was going to do. Grant was still sleeping, Macey was shopping for the clothes on the computer, and mom was still unpacking some of our stuff, so it wasn't like they needed me for anything.

I passed a bakery called Wild Roots. It was nearly lunch, so I decided to stop by for something to eat. I looked at the menu, and ordered a cheesecake. There was an empty table, so I took it, sat down, but I didn't start eating, despite the protest in my stomach. I just sat there, thinking about what had happened during my time here in Roseville. Uprooted from all I knew, and placed in this small town. One thing I was grateful for, was that I had Grant and Macey with me. Who knows what would happen?

"You don't like the food?" A deep, voice asked me, interrupting my reverie. He was a man, probably in his 40's. He was a bit round, with a friendly face, and laughing eyes.

"What?" but then I realized what I probably looked like, just staring off into space, not touching my food, "Oh no, I was just thinking."

"So you're new around here, aren't you." It was a statement. God, everyone around here must know everyone.

"Yeah, I am."

"If you don't like the cheesecake, I'll let you have something else on the house." I then realized that he was probably the owner.

"No. That's alright. I was just thinking about my future here. I'm Cammie."

"Well. My name's Luke, and speaking of your future, you should meet my mother. She does fortunes, but I'm sure she'll give you one for free."

"If you're sure she would be okay with that."

I followed him up a flight of stairs, and through a wooden door. Inside the room, was an elderly woman, most likely in her mid-sixties. When she saw me, her eyes widened, and the cup of tea she had been drinking, dropped to the floor. "What are you doing here?" She pointed her finger at me. Her voice guarded and unemotional. She turned her head and looked at Luke. "You are a fool to say that I would tell her the future." With that having been said, she quickly left the room.

"I'm sorry, she's always happy to tell the locals about what may happen. I had no idea she would react this way." He tried to reassure me, but I couldn't help but feel like I deserved that, but why, I wasn't sure exactly.

"It's fine, really, it is. Perhaps she just wasn't feeling well today." Despite my protests, Luke gave me a dozen muffins, saying to make up for his mother's behavior earlier.

During my walk home, I passed a graveyard. Curious, I went inside and walked around. I was looking at the ground, so I didn't notice the grave until I nearly tripped over it. Bending down, the name written on it was Meagan Goode, Lived 1944-60. Who was this? It couldn't have been Zach's grandma, unless she had a kid when she was in her teens, which was unlikely. Maybe it was an aunt? I checked my watch, because it was starting to get dark. It read 6:30. Dinner already.

On my way home, I was contemplating what I possibly could have done that would have caused Luke's mother to react that way toward me. Perhaps it was something she saw in the future? One thing was clear though. She didn't want me around, and I was going to figure out why. One thought struck me a few minutes later. Tomorrow was the first day of school.


How's that for some fluff, mystery, and drama? Actually, I don't think there's much drama in here, but oh well. I love all you guys for reviewing, and there will be NO SPIES in this story, in case you are wondering. I think I finally figured out where I want this story to go.

Before this, I actually had a chapter written about Grant and Cammie, but then I didn't like it, so unfortunately, there is still no Grant here! DX