A/N Okay, I just recently found out my aunt Sylvia is stalking me on Fan Fiction. Literally. She favorited and followed this story. Now I'm REALLY scared. *shivers and turns to aunt/godmother* Just so you know, do we get to use your chocolate fountain at Jackie's birthday party? Okay, no one else read that O.O ANYWAY Like I said, random updates once or twice a week, but because I'm bored at the moment, I decided to start. Oh, and to Nikkie and Belle: Yes, I'm a very evil person. I love leaving people on cliffhangers: D as no doubt all of you want to kill me for. Oh, and twin sister Samantha, just so you know, you're on the list of things I love. You're too important for something like Fan Fiction, right? OH AND AUNT SYLVIA I KNOW WHAT YOUR PEN NAME IS! Mahwah, so I will know.

~Alex

No shout out's this chapter (Sorry, I just feel extremely lazy right now—not to mention sleepy)

P.S. I READ UNITED WE SPY! No, I'm not British (Though I totally wish I was—Go Bex!), but my friend bought it from Waterstones, the UK online book shop, and we read it (More like she went to K-Mart, I stole it, read most of it, and she caught me and tried to kill me. Literally)

P.S. Sorry for the extremely long rant, but me and my friend Emely are having couples' arguments. She ships Malec (Mangus and Alec from Mortal Instruments), and I totally ship Zammie (Zach & Cammie). VOTE IN YOUR REVIEWS SO I CAN PROVE HER WRONG!

Cammie POV

When I woke up the next morning, all I felt was a massive headache, and the urge to die. Literally.

Groaning, I forced myself to sit up, and saw I was on a couch. Bex's grinning face was above me as she said, "So, have a nice sleep?"

I blinked, and the room came into focus. I recognized it as my living room. Wasn't I at Anna's party?

Apparently, I said that aloud, because Bex's grin widened (if possible), and she said, "You were, but you were drunk—really drunk, so I decided to bring you home in your car, then I realized that I'd have to stay the night."

"Wow. Thanks."

"No problem, Cammie dear," she said in her British accent. I sat up, expecting to hear my mom lecture me about being out so late, (not to mention so drunk Bex had to bring me home), or Aunt Abby telling me she was proud of me for breaking ruled (Because Aunt Abby is awesome). Totally not expecting silence.

"Where's my Mom? And Aunt Abby?" I asked my best friend, who had started brewing some coffee, and taking out the painkillers.

I love my best friend.

"Well," she started, "when we came back, I saw your mom left a note saying she had left on a business trip and wouldn't be back until May, so in like a month, considering it is April 19th."

"It is?" I had totally lost track of the date—which happened frequently, considering I had school (not to mention soccer club with Bex, tennis with Liz, and Interior Designing with Macey after school), and all the other drama currently in my life—that I had forgotten what date it was.

"Oh, Cameron, Cameron," tsked Bex, making an absolutely wonderful impression of our Global Economics teacher, Professor Buckingham, who was sweet, but strict. Not to mention really old (not that there's nothing wrong with old people—I love Grandma and Grandpa Morgan). But needless to say, I didn't like being called by my full name.

"Setting Mom aside, what about Aunt Abby?" I asked her. She shrugged, but a tiny smile appeared on her caramel-colored face.

"She said she was proud of you for becoming a big girl," she said, grinning widely now.

I just love my Aunt Abby.

Since it was Saturday (thank gosh, or Madame Dabney would have an absolute fit at school), so Bex and I just mainly spent the day watching Pitch Perfect, and organized a Jason Bourne-athon with Liz, Macey, Josie Aks and Jasmine Hughes (If you forgot who they are, go to chapter 5).

"Hey, where's Josie?" I asked, after we finished yet another movie. Suddenly I felt something wet and rubbery hit my face. A water balloon!?

I whipped around to find a smirking Josie holding two more water balloons in her hand. She put a finger to her lips, to signal me to be quiet, and aimed a water balloon at Macey's hair.

I heard the splash as it popped against Macey's jet black hair.

"JOSEPHINE SOPHIA AKS!?" shrieked Macey, chasing after her. Josie was extremely athletic, though, and totally outran her. Eventually Macey and Josie came back, Macey looking tired (although she's also extremely athletic), and Josie looking triumphant.

"Who wants to play Truth or Dare?!" asked Macey, looking at all of us.

"But we need guys to make it fun, Mace," said Bex, smirking at me. My heart sank. There was no way I was staying in the same house as Zach right now.

"Yeah, I'll call up Nick, Jonathan, Austin, Grant and Jonas. The more the merrier," said Macey, taking out her cell phone.

"You sound like Santa Claus," said Josie's little sister, Ruby, who had tagged along with Josie since Mrs. Aks asked if Josie could baby-sit Ruby, who, at the young age of seven, couldn't take care of herself.

"You know, maybe I'll also ask Grant, Nick and Austin to bring their little sisters along," whispered Macey in my ear. I smiled. It'd be totally cute to watch them play their little-kid games like dressing up Barbie's or Bratz.

Not ten minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Austin, Grant, Nick, Jonathan and Jonas let themselves in; with Grant having brought Myriah, his six year old sister, Nick having brought Kate, his nine year old sister, and Austin having brought Dallas, his eight year old sister (Yes, Austin and Dallas were both born in Texas, hence their names).

Ruby squealed with delight, and she and her best friends hurried upstairs'—all of them having brought Barbie's and clothes to play with— so the rest of us spread out on my living room, Bex, Grant and me on one of the couches, Macey and Nick on the loveseat, Austin and Josie sitting cross-legged on the rug, Liz and Jonas sat together on the armchair, being so tiny, and finally Jasmine and Jonathan sat on the other couch. I felt like the eleventh wheel.

"So," Macey grinned, "Who starts?"

Everyone turned to look at me. "It is your house, Camster," said Grant, grinning at me. "Great," I mumbled, turning to give him my famous Morgan glare.

I grinned at Josie. "Truth or Dare, Josephine Sophia Aks?" I ask her, using her full name (It's just so fun!)

"Truth, Cameron Ann Morgan," she says, shooting my full name right back at me. I grin and blow a bubble with my gum (Trident, just in case anyone wondered).

"Josie… who in this room—of the opposite gender—do you have the most attraction to?" I ask her, savoring every second of it. For one of the very first times I've ever seen her do this, she turns red, and looks down at her shoes.

"Austin," she mumbled, turning beet red. She said it quietly, and just to embarrass her a bit more (I know—I'm such a wonderful friend), I say, "What was that, Josie?"

She glares at me, and says louder, "AUSTIN!" We all look at Austin to see his reaction—we don't exactly expect him to turn around, and kiss Josie. Right. On. The. Mouth. Wow. Didn't know he had the guts.

All the girls oohed and aahed, and I heard giggling coming from the stairs. Dallas and Ruby covered their eyes and said, "Eww, Austin and Josie are kissing!"

We all laughed as Dallas said, "Austin you can never kiss my cheek again!"

"Me too, Josie!" cried Ruby. They ran back upstairs, giggling and talking. Wow, I wish I was that little—not a care in the world, no drama of being a teenager.

"So," says Josie, a huge, unable-to-be-taken-off grin on her tanned face, and a twinkle in her brown eyes, "I believe I will choose…Ms. Baxter," she says in a perfect British accent. Josie is actually part Polish, but she is extremely theatrical (like Bex) and can master any accent.

"Bring it on, Aks," challenges Bex, looking straight into Josie's eyes.

Josie grins as if this is exactly what she wanted—which it probably was, but I don't say so. Instead, I wait for Josie to say, "If you're feeling so brave, I dare you to prank call Headmistress Saunders,"

Liz went still, Macey gaped at her, the guy's just seemed as frozen as Liz, and Jasmine's blue eyes widened hugely. Bex however, smirked, and said, "No problem,"

She took out her iPhone, and dialed the number that had been posted on the school website to contact the Headmistress.

She put her phone on loudspeaker, so we heard Headmistress' Saunder's horrible voice squawk, "Hello?"

"You do know no one likes your extremely ugly face, right?" said Bex, trying hard to hold in her laughter.

"Who is this?" demanded Cruella de Vil's voice.

"Just one out of a lot of people that loathe you," said Bex in a perfectly calm tone, but her face had turned red with unexploded laughter, and Liz actually had to leave the room because she couldn't stop laughing.

Grant leaned over so he could speak into Bex's phone. "Yo, this be Manny B. saying you be real messed up, ya know," he said in a rapper voice. And his rapper voice is funny.

"I WILL CALL THE POLICE!" shrieked the horrible voice of old Saunders. I winced. Her voice always sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

Bex smirked at us, and we knew there was no way Bex could get her phone traced. A) Liz put extra security on it (Yeah, she's that girl), and B) Two Words. Anonymous. Number.

"Yeah, yeah, and I'm the queen of Fairyland," snorted Grant. We all tried our hardest not laugh, until Bex hung up, and everyone burst out laughing.

"'I will call the police!'" Macey mimicked Saunders in a high-pitched voice.

After our laughter died down (Which took over ten minutes mind you), we decided to go out for ice cream (I know, I know, so old fashioned).

As we were leaving the ice cream parlor, Ruby, Dallas, Myriah and Kate all having humongous cones with chocolate, Oreo, and vanilla ice cream with extra chocolate sauce and sprinkles.

The rest of us either had frozen yogurts, ice cream bowls, or (in Grant and Nicks' cases anyway), Nachos with extra hot green chili pepper (I love my Nachos that way!).

Laughing with my friends I thought, This is the best day ever.

A/N *hangs head* I'm sorry for not updating on Sunday! For sure, for sure I will update every Sunday, and maybe a random update another day of the week, considering right now I have Social Studies, Algebra, and Science Mathematics homework that I still haven't finished! So this was just a little filler chapter to see how Cam's getting over the break-up. Next chapter we see some Zach action along with another new character….Hmm, wonder who'd that be *twirls invisible goatee*

~Alex