Amazed By You
::a kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words becom superfluous::
It was graduation at Roseville High School and every senior in the school was shaking with excitement of actually getting the chance to start their own lives, or more important, get away from their parents. One senior in particular, Cammie Morgan sat on her bed in her room watching her three best friends slip into their gorgeous formal dresses with heels, while she only wore jeans, a black t-shirt and converse. There was no point really, to wear those dresses, when they were just going to be covered up with the dark blue graduation gowns anyways.
Cammie sighed, "Guys, you all look awesome. Now can we please go? I want to get this over with."
Macey, Bex, and Liz all looked at her with sympathy. Just yesterday, Cammie's fiancé- yes fiancé- Josh Abrams broke it off claiming, "I can't deal with this anymore. You spend too much time with your friends and not enough with me."
He then walked out the door, leaving behind a crying Cammie and his heart.
You see, Cammie and Josh may have been only eighteen, but being so utterly 'in love' as you may call it, he proposed and of course Cammie said yes, not thinking over all of the consequences of marrying so young could have.
"Okay Cam. We can go, just try to have fun okay?" Liz asked, and Cammie looked at her with tired eyes, from crying the night before.
"Sure Lizzie."
And with that, they all piled into Cammie's mom's burgundy Escalade and drove off to Roseville High with one thought in their minds: Let's get this over with.
"Cammie Morgan," Principle Gibbons called from the podium, and Cammie walked up, a bored expression on her face as he handed her the diploma and she flipped the tassel to the opposite side.
"Congratulations," he boomed, Cammie rolled her eyes, and walked off to sit in chairs positioned across from those who hadn't been called yet.
The list went on until one boy got called up, wearing something similar to Cammie.
"Zachary Goode, congratulations," Gibbons said again, and Zachary smirked and walked off, making eye contact with Cammie. She looked away when she noticed and when she looked back, she saw that he was staring at the white tips of her converse that peeked out from under the long gown.
Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
He chuckled softly as she stared as his converse too, in amazement, and stared back at him. He grinned at her, a sloppy half smile, and took his seat directly behind her.
Cammie crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back in her seat, waiting for the rest of the names to be called.
"It's rude to fall asleep at such an important event, you know," a smooth voice whispered into Cammie's ear as a long finger tapped her on the shoulder.
She jolted awake, looking at the boy behind her who pulled his hand away and leaned back smirking at her. It was Zachary Goode. The boy with the converse.
She glared and him and huffed, "I didn't know I fell asleep."
He held his hands up in surrender, "Hey, sorry," he dragged out the word and continued, "But just so you know, I think we should whisper if we're going to talk." He gestured to the ongoing ceremony and the audience that glared at the graduates that sat talking.
Cammie turned away from him, "Humph!"
Five minutes later, a long finger tapped her on the shoulder, again. She turned around, annoyed, "What do you want?" she whispered.
Zachary grinned, "I just wanted to invite you to my after-graduation party. It should be pretty wicked."
Cammie raised her eyebrows at the word he chose to use. He continued, "I'm Zach by the way," he held out his hand and she stared at it, noticing how nice his hands were. Guys that had nice hands were destined to be hot.
He dropped his hand and looked at her, "Nice to meet you, Zach. I'm bitch," he mocked and she blushed.
"Sorry. Some things have been going on. My name's Cammie," she reached her hand out and he stared at it, mocking her yet again. She dropped her hand, but he grabbed it, giving it a kiss.
"Nice to meet you Cammie," he winked and dropped her hand.
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone,
Or anything
I can hear your thoughts, I can see your dreams
Cammie turned back around, only to have a hand grab hers again and pull her back.
She sighed, "Yes, Zach?"
"Are you coming to my party or not?"
She thought about it, "If it makes you leave me alone, then fine, yes."
Satisfied, Zach let go of her hand and let her turn back around to see the final graduate, Tina Walters, walk across the stage and grasp her diploma, flashing an award-winning smile at the audience.
Cammie sighed again: This is finally over.
Or so she thought.
"Cammie, I saw the whole thing! Zach Goode is such a hottie! And he invited you to his party. You know it's invite only," Macey blabbered at Cammie as she helped her get ready for Zach's party, "Plus, it might help you get over a certain ex- fiancé."
Cammie sighed. She felt as if she'd been doing a lot of that lately, "Macey I'm only doing it because Zach wouldn't leave me alone. That's it."
Macey looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Mm. Hmm."
Cammie rolled her eyes and grabbed her bag off of her dresser and walked away from Macey, down to her mom's car, and drove off to Zach's house. Yet again ready for it to be over.
Cammie looked unsure as she idled on the porch of Zach's house, not wanting to ring the doorbell and go in. Lucky for her, she didn't have to. The door opened and there stood Zach, grinning with two glasses in his hands. He thrust one toward her, "Glad you could make it!" He nearly had to shout over the music.
Cammie nodded and took a drink. Even though it was alcohol, she kind of enjoyed it.
Zach, seeing her expression, gestured toward her drink, "Long island iced tea. Thought you might like it."
She nodded again and took another sip, noting that there were many different types of alcohol in it.
Zach grabbed her arm and she had to keep from choking on the drink. "Come in, you can't stand out here all night!" he exclaimed, pulling her deeper into his house.
He dragged her into the lounge, the one place that wasn't crowded, and sat her down on the black leather couch.
"So," he started, taking a sip of his drink which smelled suspiciously like Vodka, "What does a girl like you do like fun?" he finished, trying to sound suave. And succeeding.
Cammie snorted unattractively, "Oh you know. Cleaning toilets, flipping hamburgers, sewing. The usual."
Zach laughed. He was starting to like her sense of humor, "So pretty much the daily life of a bore?"
Cammie looked at him and winked, "Exactly."
Zach moved closer, a serious look on his face, "But seriously. What are you into? I wanna know you, for some reason," he looked at her intensely and she had to look away.
She recovered, getting her senses back together and replied, "Oh yeah? And what would that reason be?"
"Maybe because I want to do this," Zach whispered, closing the distance between them.
The kiss was warm. The kiss was icy. The kiss was innocent. The kiss was dangerous. And Cammie Morgan enjoyed every second of it.
The smell of your skin,
The taste of your kiss,
The way you whisper in the dark.
Your hair all around me,
Baby you surround me
Touch every place in my heart
And it feels like the first time
Every time.
I want to spend the whole night
In your eyes
She leaned against him, her breathing only hitched a bit. He pulled back and looked at her, moving farther away.
"Uh, sorry about that. I, um," he mumbled, surprised to see a grin slowly creep onto Cammie's face.
She leaned against the arm of the couch, swirling her drink around, "So Zach, what does a guy like you do for fun?"
His eyes narrowed as he slowly caught on, "Oh you know, homework, knitting, flirting with pretty girls. The usual."
Cammie looked at him mockingly, "So pretty much the daily life of a complete badass?"
Zach's eyebrows pulled together in confusion, not knowing where she was going with this.
"Exactly," he said warily, testing the waters.
Cammie moved closer, "But really, what are you into?"
Her eyes were looking into his without blinking.
"I, uh, um.. I….." Zach trailed off, staring at the floor.
Cammie grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer, "Well, if you aren't going to say anything, I'll just have to do this anyways."
She kissed him again, but this time it was sloppy. It was completely different than any kiss he'd ever had before. But for some reason, Zach Goode liked it.
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I want to spend the rest of my life,
with you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do,
Cammie pulled away first and smirked at him, "I like you Zach Goode. You are a complete ass, but I like you."
Zach smiled and kissed her again.
Baby I'm amazed by you.
Prompt: kgorange