Chapter 11

AN: It's been hectic this week, hence why I haven't updated. I'm working on it. I promise.

3rd Person

Kayla looked over at the slut that was kissing Zach. She glanced at her dancing partner, who seemed way too interested in her chest, and walked over to Zach. She tapped him on the shoulder, and when he finally decided to take notice of her, she crossed her arms, tapped her foot, and gave him a disapproving look. He cleared his throat. The girl said,

"Sorry, I have to go. There's someone I have to find."

"Wait!" Zach called after her. "I don't even know your name."

"It's not important."

"To me it is." Kayla slapped him, and his attention was brought back to her. He looked down, and cleared his throat again.

"What was that Zach? Why did you let her kiss you?"

"Kayla, come with me." He took her hand, and she couldn't stay mad at him. He took her out of the ballroom, to the gardens.

"Zach, are you going to ask me?"

"Kayla would you…"

"Yes, Zach?" She prompted.

"Well, I mean. Kayla, I'm breaking up with you." She stood there for a second. Then she laughed.

"I'm sorry; I thought you just said you were breaking up with me."

"I did."

"WHAT? ZACH I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO PROPOSE!"

"Why would I ever propose to you Kayla? I still love Cammie. I can't believe that you would be so blind as to not see that. She's my only one, and I can't change that. No matter how much I want to love someone else like that, I can't."

"You mean your old girlfriend who went crazy and couldn't remember a thing? That Cammie."

"Yes, that Cammie." Kayla stormed off, never to be seen by Zach again. He sighed. Thank god she wouldn't be in his life anymore. Now Zach just had to find that girl. She made him feel like he could love someone again. This girl had made him feel alive again; he hadn't felt that way since he last saw Cammie. The old Cammie. The Cammie that had agreed to marry him, the Cammie that brought out his romantic side. He walked back into the ballroom, and looked everywhere, to try to unmask this girl. He looked everywhere for the purple dress and black mask. No other girl had a purple dress on. He had lost her. All he had to remember this girl by was her… he didn't. He just had a mental picture of this girl. He would find this girl again, he promised himself this.

3rd Person-Cammie

Cammie sat at the computer, looking up Zach on the CIA database she hacked with Liz's help. She had gotten into contact with Bex, Macey and Liz. Since she remembered, they wanted to help her find Zach, who had gone off the map ever since Cammie had left with Alex. Cammie had pulled her hair up into a messy bun, and she was tired. Alex appeared in the doorway of their living room, with only his pajama pants on. He walked over.

"Hey Cam. It's 2 am. What are you still doing on your computer?"

"Just some work I need to finish by the morning." She put her computer part way down so Alex couldn't see the screen.

"Alright, just come to bed soon okay?" She nodded. She knew that she needed to tell Alex that she remembered everything, and that she was going to find Zach. She had to find Zach. There was no other option for her. She remembered that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, and she hoped she wasn't too late.

"Alex, we need to talk." She said the next morning, sipping her tea.

"What's up Cam?" He asked.

"I remember."

"You what?"

"Last night, at the ball. I kissed someone and I remembered everything. I remembered my graduation from Gallagher, I remember Zach. I remember the fact that I'm his fioncee. I'm going to find him again. I'm hoping he hasn't found someone else."

"And what if he has? Then what?"

"Then I'll have to live with that, because if he's happy, then I'll try to be happy for him." Alex stood up.

"I'll go pack my things."

"Are you alright?"

"Cam, I know I remind you of Zach, which is the only reason you went out with me in the first place. The CIA sent me to look after you until you remembered because they knew you would. I'm not like Zach. He is the one for you, and now that you remember my services are no longer needed. Maybe we'll meet again someday. Good luck Cammie, you deserve to be happy."

"You were…"

"I was sent to keep an eye on you. It's not that they think that you can't handle yourself Cammie. They just wanted you to have someone with you until you remembered and tried to find Zach. So I'll see you around Cam." He kissed her hand.

"Where will you go?"

"Home. New York. Going to try to start my stage carrier again. It shouldn't be to hard."

"See you around Alex. Is that your real name?" He shook his head.

"Can I at least know your real name before you leave?"

"Aaron. My real name is Aaron."

"It was nice knowing you Aaron." Cammie still felt a little puzzled, but she was happy. She could find Zach again. She heard a ding come from her computer, and she jumped up to see that her computer said

"Zachary Goode is currently residing in Raleigh, North Carolina. Currently single. Address is 3990 South Cherry Street." That was five minutes from where she was living. How could he be so close yet still feel so far away from her? She grabbed her purse, and headed out, to find her Zach.

AN: So it's short, but not that I'm no longer in theatre camp, I can update more often. So, Aaron was just someone who was hired by the CIA to look after Cammie. He thought that would be easiest if he was "dating" her. I don't know if that's a real address in Raleigh, I just made it up.