Cammie
"Well that's one way to ask a girl out..." I snickered.
"Just answer the question, Morgan" Grant sneered
"Tell me, and no one gets hurt" Zach said.
"Oh Goode, we all know you wouldn't dare hurt me"
"No, but Grant wouldn't have a problem."
"But you would..."
"Could you just answer me?" Zach whined.
"No."
"Why not?"
"No, my answer, is no."
"What?" Grant asked.
"I will honestly answer, if you let me go."
"Ok... here..." Zach said as he ran to grab scissors.
"No, Zach, this is a trick" Grant responded.
Grant and Zach started fighting over the scissors.
"There's no need to fight" A voice said from behind me.
"There's always need to fight..." Another voice.
Macey and Bex!
"Were you torturing Cammie here?" Macey asked, hand on her hips.
"No, we didn't get there yet. Grant was just asking her questions..." Jonas answered.
"Ok, look, free Cammie, now." Bex ordered.
"No! She didn't answer Zach's question."
"Go ahead, Zach untie her. Then you may ask."
Zach walked over to me and straddled me to reach my arms.
He carefully sliced the tape.
Then he took it off gently.
"Ok, we are going to go back to swimming, since you are taking too long." Grant sighed.
"Yeah, but don't pull anymore funny business, Goode." Bex warned.
They all walked away.
Zach was still on top of me.
"So what do you say, Gallagher Girl? Will you be my girlfriend?" Zach asked.
"I say, you get off me."
"But I kind of like this position..." He smirked.
"Ok... but I want..." I was interrupted.
Zach leaned on top of me and started to kiss me.
I was shocked at first, but then I kissed back.
Eventually, we pulled apart.
"Yes." I replied.
"What?"
"Yes, I want to be your girlfriend." I kissed him again.
"I really like you, you know."
"I really like you, too. I was just too scared to admit it."
