Hello everyone! Omg, it snowed last night in England! Whoop! I would normally have school but my mum is really ill and my alternative ride to school can't get here. My dad's car is off the road and my auntie lives in Coventry but works in Oxford and it would take ages for her to get here so…NO SCHOOL FOR ME!

Side Note: has it snowed where any of you are too?

I know I said I would go straight to graduation but I think that the aftermath of what's happened to Cammie is vital, don't you think?

Enjoy and thank-you for telling me about the beaches!

Nick

He walked almost trance like around the halls of the school. It was his mission to find Cammie. Nick was having trouble; he hadn't been into school for ages so finding Cammie became quite a struggle. He thought about her situation and he noticed that it was much like his. Using his own experience he tried to remember what he did when he found out that his parents had died. He knew Cammie wouldn't cry, not in public anyway. He knew that she was fragile and that being weak was never a good thing.

After looking through many classrooms Nick grew frustrated and annoyed until he head faint sniffles coming from the old art room. He pushed the door open and looked around until he saw Cammie curled up in the corner. He approached her slowly and sat down beside her.

"Come to tell me it's going to be alright?" she whispered.

She shook his head. "No because it's never alright."

And Nick was right. Losing your parents was like losing a part of you, losing your home and your background. Who else could tell you funny stories about when you were little? Who else could tell bad dad jokes and embarrass you in front of your date? Sure other family members could do all of those but it would never feel the same, it wouldn't be the same.

Although Nick never really knew his parents, it still hurt him when he found out that they were dead. And the fact that they never said goodbye and that they died in another country made it even worse.

"How did you do it Nick? You pushed everything side, you're so strong"

"I'm not Cammie; I'm not strong like you. Look at how long you took the abuse, that was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen."

Cammie smiled slightly and reminded herself that she could be strong, she could. All through the police interview she was strong; all through the funeral she was strong. She even came into school and did her exams which showed real courage. Once again Cammie went past what people thought and kept her circle small. All she needs is Zach, Macey and Nick…and occasionally Josh. She hated that people pitied her; she hated how she could hear them in the halls.

Poor Cammie, first her dad now her mom…

…That girl is prone to bad luck…soon she'll be single I bet!

Maybe we should help her out?

But Cammie didn't want help, they're help anyway. She didn't need people who thought she was helpless. She just kept her head high and her middle finger higher and acted like nothing had happened…at school anyway.

At home she wept. Cammie didn't eat anything and was becoming bone. She didn't exist. Zach tried, he tried loads. He made her smile sometimes and reminded her of everything good that had happened. They had their friends round a lot, Grant supplied the banter, Jonas and Liz were the therapists, Macey was the sarcasm, Nick was silent and Zach was love. And of course Lily was the cuteness.

"Who knew Nick gave complements" she smiled. "So, does this mean that I'm going to become a brooding, motorcycle riding bad-girl?"

Nick chuckled. "Most definitely" and then they laughed together, they're laughter ricocheting off the walls.

"Hmm, you know Nick. You're not so bad"

"Why thank you. Oh and I still remember when you slapped me" he rubbed his cheek thinking back to the day that his girlfriend fell down the stairs. Macey and Lily had to be the best things that had happened to Nick, he would do anything for them.

"What should I do Nick?" Cammie asked and then put her head on his shoulder.

He looked down at her. "I don't know Cammie" and looked back up. "I really don't know"

Was that alright? I thought that making it graduation would be too soon after such a traumatic event. Cammie's still not over what happened, but who would be? So now the next chapter is graduation and then the epilogue and then…THE END!

Oooh I just can't wait until I start 'Remember That Summer…' it may be a summer story but I have some drama that's going to happen ;)

Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes

Review please!

-cammieXzachxx