I'm back! I am so sorry, about everything. You know about the whole not updating thing. I feel really bad about the whole thing. It wasn't all my fault though! I had a really bad case of writers block, and then my laptop broke, so the stuff that I did have went poof. Gone. I have lost it all DX My dad gave it to some guy to get fixed and it turned out that cost 300 dollars and its not like I did anything to it either! All I did was open and close it and one day, its broken! So I just lately got a new laptop, but I still have writers block so I hope this chapter is ok. I was like halfway done with this chapter when my laptop broke and I still haven't figured out a way to get the saved stuff off my hard drive or whatever, so if you guys know how to do that I would love it.
Grant- You broke your laptop?
Me- I did not break it!
Grant- Right just like you aren't obsessed with Doctor Who
Me- I'm not! Doctor Who is not an obsession! Its a lifestyle
Grant-...
Me- Just say the disclaimer already
Grant- HeartZammieForever does not own the Gallagher Girl series, she only owns the OC's and she is only an obssesed fangirl
Me- I am not obsessed but I am a fangirl. I prefer being called a crazy fangirl
Grant- Yeah you need a life
Me- I have one, I am living it
Grant- Just start the story
Me- Fine...

Cammie POV

We got to the school and I sighed happily as I went to my locker and grabbed my books for first period. I have a whole new schedule now and new teachers and stuff. Not any new students or anything, and no sign of Roger. I have been looking everywhere for Roger. Roger doesn't act like the kind of guy to give up and he seems like the kind of guy to seek revenge. As Moriarty said in Sherlock. "Every story needs a good old fashioned criminal." Atleast he said something along the lines of that.
"Cammie," Liz called waving a hand in front of my hand and I snapped back into reality, ofcourse not before making a foul of myself.
"Moriarty!" I blurted and then smiled embarassed as I felt a warm blush reach my face.
"Is that all you think about?" Liz teased, I lightly nudged her and she laughed.
"No! I just happened to be thinking about Moriarty when you startled me," I replied defensivly.
"Ohh, is Cammie talking about Moriarty again?" Bex asked joining us. I groaned.
"Yeah, I think its the only thing she thinks about," Liz replied. Then Macey, Zach, Jonas, and Grant joined us.
"Who Moriarty?" Macey asked joining the conversation. Liz nodded.
"If she weren't dating me I'd think that she has a crush on him," Zach added, smirking at me.
"I for one think its cool that Cammie thinks about Moriarty all the time," Jonas pipped up, defending me.
"*Cough Cough* Nerd *Cough*" Grant replied.
"I don't think about Moriarty all the time!" I interupted, and they all laughed at me.
"I'm not convinced," Macey said, smiling cheekily at me.
"You people are impossible," I said, throwing my hands in the air. I walked away from them and went to my first period. I am going to save you the trouble of hearing about my boring day at school by skipping those details. To after school. It just included my friends making fun of me, me making fun of my friends, and some Zammie moments, as Macey calls them. I walked outside to head home. All my friends have stuff to do after school now so, I walk home alone. Well, I had convinced them that I won't be kidnapped again or anything on my walk to home and that I could walk by myself. I had also been learning how to fight, not necessarily because I wanted to either. I hummed as I walk down the sidewalk, happily, humming to myself gleefully.
"Nice day for a walk is it?" A voice asked and I turned to see a lady, she had on a sleek black buisness woman suit, blonde hair put up in a bun, and brown eyes.
"Um. Yeah," I replied nervously. I don't talk to strangers. Everyone knows not to talk to strangers.
"I like the wind. The wind is nice. I like how it feels," the lady prodded.
"Right," I agreed, confused. Why is this lady talking to me? I've never seen her before? Who is she?
"Oh look at me," she laughed, "I'm rambling on and didn't even tell you my name! I am Laura. Laura Polly Unirel."
"I'm Cammie," I said, quietly. She laughed and smiled at me.
"I know who you are Cameron Ann Morgan." She said. I speed up my walk at that. "Your name, your picture, your life was all printed in the Tabloids."
"Oh right." I sighed. "Cameron Ann Morgan the survivor and her friends who saved her," I recited, remembering what was all over the news, and what was in the newspapers.
"Yep and that was one amazing story! You are just amazing! How you did all that stuff. How your friends did all that stuff. I taught my kindergarden class about you," she giggled and then her face shined with inspiration. "Could you and your friends come and speak to my class!" She practically squealed.
"Well, I mean you'd have to ask my teachers and stuff," I stammered, still nervous about this lately.
"Oh! Ofcourse, I don't mean any trouble you know. I'll swing by your school tommorow and consult your teachers! Oh my class will be ecstatic!" She exclaimed.
"Ok?" I said but it sounded like a question.
"Oh here's your house! I live down the street and over like three blocks. See you tommorow!" She called and left me standing in front of my house bewildered. After five minutes of being bewildered, I went into my house, to the smell of cookies.
"Cammie?" My mom's voice called.
"Yes, its me mom," I called back, walking into the kitchen. I grabbed myself a cookie from the counter, and leaned up against it watching my mom pull out another cookie sheet.
"So, how was school?" My mom asked. I pondered the question for a minute.
"Good. Um, mom?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever heard of a woman named Laura Polly Unirel?"

Thats it! Thats my new chapter! I still feel about about not updating for so long and that this chapter isn't very long :-/ Sorry for that, still having the whole writers block problem. Oh and by the way I was watching Doctor Who Season 5 Episode 1 all over again and they mainly speak in a british accent (if you'll pardon the term) and I was seriously fighting the urge to right 'mum' instead of 'mom' so if I accidently wrote anything like that, then sorry. Seriously, sorry.