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Zach's POV

"Alright Grant, I'll see you in a minute, I have to go to my locker before the assembly starts," I patted Grant's shoulder and walked away, heading towards his locker. He noticed Macey standing next to it, peering at her nail beds and looking quite bored.

"Hey Mace. What's up?" I asked, spinning my combination and opening up my locker. Her nose ring gleamed in the light, and her highlights stood out more, like she'd just gotten them redone.

"Zachary, there's a rumor that I may or may not have started stating that you are in a relationship with Mick Morrison. Is this true?" Macey spoke fast, but I caught on to what she was asking me.

"That you may or may not have… Macey did you just admit that you—"

"Just answer the question Goode," Macey cocked an eyebrow, and I scrunched my nose. She had pretty much admitted that she was spreading rumors about me, when she KNEW I liked Cammie.

"No. And you know that as well. You know EVERYTHING in fact… I don't exactly know how you know almost everything about my personal life, but you do. This reminds me, I wanted to ask you—" She cut me off for the second time.

"To prom?" Her lips parted and she crossed her arms over her chest, making me turn and look at her with a confused look on my face.

"Prom? What? No. I wanted to ask you how you know almost everything about me… It's creepy," I narrowed my eyes and cocked my head, folding my arms as well and closing my locker.

"Good. I wouldn't have gone with you anyways. You're too short."

"Too short? I'm taller than-!" For the third time in the last 2 minutes, she cut me off.

"Anyways, prom is coming up, and Cammie is going with Will Reeves. So I suggest that you do something about it. Bye," And with that she stalked off, a sea of students on their way to the auditorium parting ways so she could get through. It amazed me how much beauty could impact the way people react around you.

Cammie was going to prom with Will Reeves? I knew Will. He was a nice guy, but he would try to get into her pants the second he saw an opportunity to, whether she wanted him to, or not.

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Settling into my seat next to Grant, I looked around, meeting a few gazes, including Mick Morrison's. I immediately turned away from THAT one… Apparently, the rumor had gotten to Grant as well. He had asked me about when he had met up with me in here, before the teachers came by, telling everyone to sit down.

"So it isn't true? Because I heard it from Will Reeves," Grant said, peering over my shoulder to where Macey, Bex, and Cammie were sitting.

"Why is Will Reeves in everybody's business all of the sudden? I mean, he's taking Cammie to prom, and now he's helping Macey spread lies about me!" Grant met my gaze and smirked, crossing his arms over his chest, shaking his head.

"What?" I asked, feeling heat rise to my cheeks.

His smirk just widened. "Grant, what?!" I asked, flailing my hands up. He just laughed. "GRANT!"

"You're jealous of him," He smiled, and I closed my eyes.

"I'm. Not. Jealous," I said slowly, not wanting Grant to think that.

"Alright, then go congratulate her for getting a date," He said smugly, smiling knowingly at me.

"Fine," I muttered, getting up and walking over to Cammie. I looked behind me and saw Grant, right on my heels.

I looked at him quizzically, and he just shrugged. "I'm like a dog, okay? I need my master," I tried not to laugh too loud, seeing as we were supposed to be in our seats.

I took a seat next to Cammie, as Grant pushed Liz over so he could sit next to Bex. "Hey!" Liz yelped, earning a loud shush from the person behind her.

I watched Grant 'smoothly' put his arm around Bex, who groaned, but obviously liked the attention.

I put my eyes on Cammie, who had her eyebrows raised, obviously wondering why I was here. "Hey…"

Smooth Zach. Real smooth.

"Hi there," She chuckled, shaking her head and facing our principle, who was talking about how there was recently a bra hanging from the flagpole this morning, and the school flag had gone missing. I looked at Grant. He was nodding smugly, pointing to himself.

I laughed, realizing he had done it.

I tapped him on the shoulder. "Where'd you put the flag?" I whispered over Cammie's head, trying not to be too loud.

"You're locker, so if they find it, I won't get in trouble."

"What?!" I whisper-yelled, the smile from my face disappearing.

"We will be conducting locker searches during this assembly, so I promise you, we will find out who is responsible, and they will be suspended," The principal said, looking at us all.

Grant burst out into laughter. My mouth dropped. I turned back to look at him, my mouth agape, which just made him laugh harder. So hard in fact, that no noise was coming out of his mouth.

"I hate you," I whispered, rubbing my forehead as the vice principal came on –stage, holding the school flag.

He whispered something into the principals ear, and he eyebrows shot up. "Alright, we have discovered the flag in the locker of Zachary Goode."

My jaw practically unhinged itself as she said my name. "I HATE YOU!" I yelled at Grant. Grant was crying hysterically from laughing so hard.

"She… S-She said your… HAHAHAH," He muttered between breaths.

Cammie smirked as she high-fived Grant. She had helped him.

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