ZPOV

All the guys headed up to Grant's room after we watched a movie with the girls.

Grant was on his bed, I was on his chair by his desk, and Jonas was standing by the door.

"So Grant, when are you gonna make a move on Baxter?" I said with a smirk.

"As soon as you get the courage to make a move on Cammie," he replied. Here's the thing. I have liked Cammie since the second I ran into her that first day of freshman year. She's just about every bit of perfect even though she doesn't admit it. Grant and I became really good friends because we both did football, and he said he "approved" of me dating Cammie. She didn't seem to like me, so later that year, I tried the whole jealousy thing, but she didn't seem to care. She just smiled, and was nice to whatever girl I was dating. I was going to ask her to the Homecoming dance sophomore year, but Josh asked her, and then they started dating. As you can see, I'm a screw up who can't get the girl he wants.

"Oh shut up you-" I started, but was cut off by Jonas.

"Hey guys, Cammie wrote a new song, and it's about Josh," Jonas said while wiggling his eye brows. His ear was pressed against the wall that was between Cammie and Grant's rooms. Yeah, we didn't think he was eavesdropping type either.

"Jealous?" Grant asked me. I knew he was kidding.

"…NOW!" was what we heard through the wall, and we knew it was Macey. We sent each other puzzled looks. Music began to play.

"She's recording it!" Jonas said.

"Quick! Go by her door, you can hear her better!" Grant yelled as he sprinted out of his room. Jonas and I ran after him and put our ears against the door. Cammie started singing and her voice was beautiful. I know that sounds cliché and stuff, but it's true. We were listening intently, and I was kind of disappointed. It sounded like she was forgiving him. Not going to lie, I was thrilled when I found out they broke up…for good. I thought my chances were over until I heard her start to sing the chorus.

"We are never ever ever getting back together! We are never ever ever getting back together! You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me. But we are never ever ever ever getting back together…like ever…" she sang. I jumped up and punched the air.

"Yes!" I whispered/yelled.

"Calm yourself Goode!" Grant said to me.

"Right, sorry." When they turned around towards the door, I was going to do another air punch, but I accidentally punched the wall instead. Grant turned towards me. I could practically see the steam coming out of his head. "I'll fix that I promise."

"Heck yeah ya will! But you need to shut up unless you want us to get caught!" he stated. I gave him a thumbs up and shut up. We listened to the rest of her song, and I must say that it was one of her best (not just because it proved that she doesn't like Josh anymore). I zoned out a little too long because next thing I knew, the door was opened, and all 3 of us fell through the opening.

"Well what do we have here?" Bex said. I jumped up off the floor and put on my smirk.

"Obviously we are 3 teenage boys. I thought you knew what those looked like, Baxter?"

"Shut it Goode!"

"I was just answering your question."

"It was rhetorical."

"I'm surprised your vocabulary is that big."

"I surprised a Goode? It's a miracle."

"It is indeed."

"OH MY GOD! SHUT UP!" Liz yelled. We all turned and stared at her. Liz wasn't exactly the yelling type. "Sorry, your bickering was just getting annoying."

"I couldn't agree more," Cammie said as she sat on her bed. The radio turned on.

"AH GHOST!" Macey screamed.

"Relax," Cammie said and held up the remote. "I just sat on it." Her dirty blonde hair flowed as she leaned back on her hands. Snap out of it, Zach! "So why were you guys lurking outside my door?" she asked.

"Well my dear Cameron," I said. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. I always did this so it was nothing…to her. "We couldn't resist hearing the oh-so-amazing voice of Cammie Morgan."

"Actually, we over heard that the song was about Josh, and Zach got jealous, so we wanted to hear it," piped in Jonas. Cammie giggled, and I could have sworn she blushed. On the other hand, the girls were bursting with laughter.

"Zach…got…jeal…ous?!" Bex managed between laughs.

"Awww! Does little Zachy have a crush on Cammie?" Macey asked in a baby voice.

"No!" I said cooly and as if it was the most absurd thing. I've had lots of practice; I've been doing it for the past 2 years, starting 3 years this year. What was weird was that I thought I saw Cammie's face drop, but that couldn't be true.

"Then why were you jealous?" I expected to hear that from Macey or Bex or even Liz, but I did not expect to hear it from Cammie. I looked down at her and her eyes looked so pretty, but there was hurt and curiosity in them. That I was sure of. I was going to say something when Macey spoke.

"Cammie! Turn up the radio!" she yelled. Cammie looked away from me, and did what Macey said.

"You heard me! If you are an unknown singer, and want to be discovered, send in a CD with you recording an ORIGINAL song by August 24th to XM studios. The winner's song will be played on XM11 at 4:00pm on September 7th. Join then End of Summer XM Radio Contest and you could be famous!" the radio guys said, and then a Taylor Swift song came on.

"Cammie! Did you hear that?! You could be famous!" Macey screeched. Cammie subbed her ear because Macey was right next to her.

"Easy with the volume Mace. I'm right here and it's like 3:30 in the morning," Cammie said.

"You're not seeing the big picture here Cam!" Bex explained. "You could be famous! Please tell me you are going to enter the contest!"

"I don't know. There is a very slim chance I would even win."

"Are you kidding Cammie?" Grant started. "You are the best singer and song writer I know, and that's including the famous singers. You would win that contest hands down." Cammie looked down at her feet.

"I'll think about it," she said. After a few moments of silence, she looked up. "Let's all go watch a movie in the theatre room, and we can sleep there." We all agreed and headed down stairs. We decided to watch You Again (A/N: Love that movie!) because it was one of Cammie's favorites.

In their theater room, they had 4 mini couches that fit two people each. Liz sat with Macey, Jonas sat alone, Grant sat with Bex, so that left me with Cammie (which I was totally NOT upset with). I pulled a blanket over us, and Cammie pressed play. She leaned her head on my chest, and I could see her eyes opening and closing as if trying to stay awake. I closed my eyes, and almost instantly fell asleep. Hey it was like 3:45 in the morning, cut me some slack.

CPOV

I let out a sigh as I watched the sunrise. It was 6:43 in the morning, and I was sitting on a table on my balcony. Yes, I have a balcony right outside my room. It faces the back of the house, which is a lot of open land. My balcony is set up with a coffee table (which I was sitting on) in between two chairs and footrests.

I set my alarm early that morning, and came out here because I would always watch the sunrise with my dad on my birthday. When my dad died, Grant would watch it with me, but I decided to let him sleep.

"I thought I'd find you out here," a voice said from behind me. I didn't turn around, for I already knew who it was. Grant came over, sat next to me, and wrapped a blanket around us. "I brought you some hot chocolate," he said while handing it to me.

"3 marshmallows?"

"With a hint of cinnamon."

"Thanks Grant." I took a sip of my hot chocolate. It tasted the best. Grant always knew how to make it just the way I liked it.

"So what was up with you earlier? I thought you would have wanted to enter that contest?" he asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Does it have to do with dad?" I looked up from my hot chocolate and stared at the sun as it began to rise higher and higher.

"Ever since I sang on that stage in Maryland when I was 5, I dreamed that my songs would be played on the radio. I pictured that moment almost every day. Dad would be driving, mom would be in shotgun, and you and I would be in the back. Dad would be blasting the radio which was playing my song. It was perfect. Then dad died, mom couldn't care less about my dreams, and it all seemed to fade away. Now the chance has come for me to live my dream, but I'm not sure I want to live it without dad," I said.

"Cam." I turned my head, so I was facing Grant. "You can't let something like that keep you from going after what you've wanted ever since you were a little girl. Dad would want you to take this opportunity. Remember what he used to always sing to you before you went to bed at night, and what I sang to you when he died?" I nodded my head. "Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be, can't go far, but you can always dream," he said.

I continued the little song. "Wish you may, and wish you might. Don't you worry, hold on tight. I promise you there will come a day." We sang the last part together.

"Butterfly fly away." We looked at the sun as it finished its ascendance. "I think it's your time to fly away, butterfly," he said. I turned to him. "Dad would want you to get off your lazy butt and fight for your dream."

"Your right," I said and then took another sip of my hot chocolate.

"Aren't I always?" I slapped him lightly on the arm.

"Don't push it, Grant."

"Whatever Cam," he said with a smile. He stood up and held his hand out. "C'mon. The suns done rising which means it's time for morning cartoons which I know you still secretly watch every morning on your birthday, so let's go watch them." I took his hand and grabbed the blanket along with my hot chocolate.

"You read my mind."

A/N: Sorry it took so long Now school starts Tuesday, so I can only update on weekends because school comes first. I'll try to write over the week and then post it on the weekends. Anyway tell me what you think! I love hearing from you guys!

~TheChameleon8