Disclaimer: I find it a great tragedy that I am unable to own the Gallagher Girls, trust me, if I could I would, but for now Ally is the owner of the Gallagher Girls series...And a certain Zach Goode
Author's Note: Hey y'all, I thought that a good way of celebrating my second reviewer would be to post another chapter. I am really grateful, so keep hitting that review button for me. Uknowiloveu requested this quick update, so this is for you hun ~XOXO
As Macey and I walked into the main hall for our dance audition, missing first period biology, we were chatting about the music we'd decided to use in our dances. Macey went for classical music, whereas I had chosen a slow Taylor Swift song 'The Last Time'. We took seats in the front row just as Madame Dabeny walked onto the stage. Word had gotten around that all the teachers had an important announcement to make.
She spoke clearly into the microphone when she said, "As you all know, every year the Gallagher Academy hosts an annual winter dance show in the middle of December. Also, I am sure you are all aware of the fact that the young men from the Blackthorne Institute will be attending our school shortly, and that means that by the time of the show they will be fully involved in school life here at Gallagher. All of the staff from the different arts programmes from both Gallagher and Blackthorne believes that we should turn the dance show into a school musical, so artists can work on props and scenery, musicians can sing and play instruments throughout, and you all will be able to dance. You will all have to audition for acting roles if you wish to participate." Well that was unexpected! There were sounds of protest filling the hall, so Madame Dabeny clapped her hands to regain everyone's attention. She started again my saying, "The young men from the Blackthorne Institute won't officially be joining the Academy until next month, but for today they are here to audition like the rest of you, so they too can participate in this musical. So, without further ado, I welcome the dancers of the Blackthorne Institute." Only one thought was running through my mind at this point: WHAT THE HELL?!
With that, the doors burst open and in cam a mob of teenage testosterone. To say we were shocked would be an understatement. Who knew guy dancers were so hot? Cockiness and arrogance was radiating off of them, which I immediately took a dislike to. After a while, my classmates' fish impressions were becoming a little annoying. When Madame Dabeny once again clapped loudly into the microphone to gain their attention, every girl besides Macey and I jumped out of their seats and immediately started to not so subtly check each other's hair and outfits.
Once the boys had finished filing into the seats a few rows behind us, Madame Dabeny called the first name on her list for their audition, which happened to be Tina Walters. As she walked up to the stage she swayed her hips, a little more than necessary if you ask me. Then she started telling Madame Dabeny how much it would mean for her to get the solo, she was practically begging. Sickened, Macey and I pretended to gag, a few guys snickering behind us. Tina's dance was modern and to an upbeat 'club anthem'. To me she looked more like a ho giving a failed attempt of a lap dance in order to get laid. Ewww, I don't think I will ever un-see that! After watching Tina's various slut drops and booty popping mishaps, other girls and boys names were called, until it was finally my turn.
I walked up to the stage with purpose and determination. I gave my CD to the sound technician and smiled sweetly at him. I then got into my starting position, which was first position. I heard some laughing at the back and glared at the guys who thought I was about to dance typical 'girly' ballet. When the music started I did a plea, then flipped forwards, spinning twice before my feet hit the ground. My routine was a mix of contemporary, jazz, modern, street and ballet. When the music finished and I was in my final position, my classmates erupted into applause. I smiled gratefully, though not really enjoying the attention, and quickly made my way back to my seat whilst breathing heavily. Macey gave me a thumbs up as she passed me, readying herself for her routine.
Once everyone's routines were over, my classmates and I left the Blackthorne boys sitting in the hall, stunned with our performances. Macey and I both had acting class next, a compulsory subject to minor in with whatever art we had chosen to specialise in. As we walked to the drama studio, we saw that Bex and Liz had saved seats for us, so we rushed over to them. We immediately started whispering about Blackthorne's visit.
"Oh. My. God. Some Blackthorne boys were in Cam and I's dance class to audition for the musical, were they in your classes?" Macey asked excitedly.
"Yes there were some in my music class, I have to say, some of those boys are really cute!" Liz, yes Liz of all people, gushed.
"Same, they were in my art class, submitting paintings to be judged and possibly used in the musical! I can't believe that if I want to do any scenery work I have to be in the musical. So not fair!" Bex said, half giddy and half miserable.
"Oh well, there are never concerts at this school, it's all about dance – no offence Cammie or Macey. It's just cool that everyone can be involved in the show for once," Liz said, and I agreed with her. Everyone who wasn't a dancer was treated inferior to dancers, and I was tired of it also.
Just as I was about to express my thoughts on the matter, Miss Tilly walked in and addressed the class. "As I am sure most of you know, there is no dance show this year, instead there is a musical, and if any of you want your work, be it art, music or dance, shown, then you are required to act. Please welcome the boys here from the Blackthorne Institute," once again, hot guys started pouring through the door, taking up the extra seats placed at the back of the room that I had somehow missed when I entered earlier. "They will be auditioning with you today. Okay, up first is Zachary Goode from Blackthorne and Cammie Morgan from Gallagher. Please support them, being first isn't always easy." With that people started to clap and cheer.
With the encouragement from my friends, I stood up from my seat and walked to the front of the room quickly, whilst 'Zachary' took his time strolling to the front. When he finally got there, he had the nerve to wink at me, lean in real close and whisper, "It's Zach, not Zachery sweet cheeks," his lips brushing my ear, sending shivers down my spine, which only made an irritating smirk appear on his overly handsome face.
Okay, I already hate this guy! Miss Tilly gave us an option of 2 plays: 'Romeo and Juliet' or 'Noughts and Crosses'. Great, 2 love stories, both with tragic endings. Before I could ask for another option, Zach said "Allow me," and gave me a sly smile. He went on to pick Romeo and Juliet, and when he saw my annoyed expression, cheeks red with anger, he smirked even harder and just whispered to me, "You look cute when you blush by the way," which made me blush even harder, causing him to chuckle to himself.
Miss Till told us to start from any scene that had both of our characters alone in. Once again Zach just smirked and chose Act 2 Scene 2, the famous 'Balcony Scene' of course. The scene with the kiss in it... OMG, he expected me to kiss him! I quickly walked to the opposite side of the stage, hoping my hair draped across my face would hide my blush. I had evidently failed, since he winked at me just before I started reciting my lines.
As he spoke, we walked closer to me, and before I knew it, it was my turn. I said my short speech, we were now close enough so that I could feel his minty breath wash over me, feel his body heat radiating off of him. My eyelids fluttered closed and I leaned in slightly. As he pressed his soft lips to mine, I forgot where I was, what I was doing, all of my worries. Feeling dizzy and weak kneed as he caressed my cheek, I opened my eyes and saw that his were a deep shade of green, almost emerald. Suddenly, I remembered that this was meant to be a stage kiss, all of my classmates and the Blackthorne boys were watching. I slowly pulled away and looked down at my feet knowing I was probably beet red with embarrassment. When everyone was done with the whooping an applauding and wolf whistling I made my way back to my seat between Bex and Macey, avoiding eye contact with Zach on purpose.
"Oh my gosh! He totally kissed you! Zachary and Cameron sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G! Do you like him? Was he a good kisser? Wow, you are so lucky!" Liz babbled on, while I shot her a death glare.
I cut her off by whispering fiercely, "I have two thinks to say to you, 1) Shut up, and 2) It was only as stage kiss, it meant nothing." I tried to ignore them and watch the beach scene from Noughts and Crosses being performed.
All of the girls were giggling, partly because of my denial and partly because of the serious expression on my face. After a minute of listening to them, I couldn't help but join in, laughing even harder when we kept getting told to be quiet by the teacher and surrounding students.
After all of the auditions were over, we had to wait five minutes before the bell went for recess. I saw Zach making his way over to me with his 'I know something you don't' smirk on his face, and all of a sudden the stupidly high heels Macey had forced me in were the most interesting thing in the world.
"That was quite something, eh Cam?" he said with a cocky and taunting edge to his voice. How did he even know my nickname was Cam?!
I narrowed my eyes at him and said accusingly, "I am more interested in knowing how you know my nickname, only my friends call me Cam."
He just laughed and asked, "Are we not friends then Cammie? I am truly hurt! After what happened earlier, I thought we would at least be past the acquaintance stage in our relationship," and then he winked at me. Again!
I just rolled my eyes and ignored his chuckling at my flaming cheeks and said with an annoyed tone, "You didn't answer my question."
He just smirked at me, came real close to my ear again, and whispered, "Your nickname? Well, that's for me to know, and you not to find out." He gave me a peck on the cheek just as the bell rang, and walked off to his friends, calling over his shoulder, "Bye Cam, it was very nice meeting...kissing...talking to you!" and then he was gone, this time leaving me, the Gallagher girl, utterly stunned.
AN: Thanks for reading. This chapter was definitely longer than the others, but hey, we finally met Zach. You can't deny you love a bit of Zammie love! Please spread the love by reviewing, I would really appreciate it! ~XOXO