~~~CAMMIE'S POV~~~

When the boys finally left our room, I collapsed into my bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking of only one person.

Zach.

I felt terrible for putting him through this. I mean, I've done it twice now! I really didn't like Josh that way, but every time he asked me to go out with him, he would widen his eyes and I found I couldn't say no.

With this on my mind, I fell into a fitful sleep.

I walked through the halls of the home I knew well. I'd lived there for several years, with my sisters.

I wore my school uniform, but as I passed a hallway, it changed into a floor length ball gown, like the ones they had back when Gillian Gallagher was around. It had a corset and below that it flowed out in a wide circle. It was a vintage brown and showed it was expensive, only to be worn by a wealthy woman.

I continued walking, not caring where I went. As I approached the grand staircase, and began descending gracefully, I saw a figure at the base of the stairs. They slowly turned and looked at me before extending their hand for me to take as I neared them. Their face was blurry, although I knew it was a man from their clothing and build.

As I took their hand, the face slowly became clearer. I eventually realised that it was Josh.

Smiling politely, I let him lead me toward the Grand Hall. As we were still approaching the doors, the slowly opened by themselves.

Walking through, my clothes, and those Josh wore, slowly changed into a floor length halter neck sparkly dress and black tuxedo. The Grand Hall turned out to be a large function room, evidently of a posh hotel. People all around stared at us and congratulated us. On what, I'm not sure.

We slowly made our way through the room to the doors on the other side. As we were about to pass through them, I glanced to my left and saw Zach. He stared at me with a look of hurt and loss, before turning away and slowly disappearing in the crowds that suddenly appeared through the door.

Once again, my clothes changed to a pair of white skinny jeans, black stilettos and a short, stylish black trench coat. Josh wore black skinny jeans, and a white hoodie. Still holding hands, we walked into a crowd of people and flashes of cameras blinded me. All I could hear was the chanting of Josh's name and the undecipherable words of news reporters and photographers, yelling above each other.

We finally made it to a waiting taxi and drove off. Next thing I knew, we were back at Gallagher, standing in the Grand Hall. I wore a plain white dress and black ballet flats and Josh wore grey denim shorts and a white t-shirt. As we stood, staring at each other, I heard windows smash and thuds of people landing on the ground.

People dressed in black surrounded us and advanced toward me. Josh was quickly knocked to the ground as he moved in front of me to 'protect me,' but I put up a fight. Eventually they had me bound by the hands and feet and made me stand as Zach and Josh both came forward and stood before me.

I looked between each of them, knowing it was time to choose between them. Josh. Zach. Josh. Zach. Josh. Zach.

'Cam. Cam? Cam!' I heard a voice, as if in the distance, but I continued staring between the two people in front of me.

Zach. Josh. Zach. Josh. Zach. Josh.

My eyes started blurring and I started shaking as the voice grew louder. 'Cam! Cammie? Cam!'

I bolted upright and gasped. I looked around at Bex, Macey and Liz's worried faces.

'Cam. Are you ok?' Liz asked quietly.

'It was just a dream.' Bex soothed.

'I'm fine.' I breathed, wiping sweat off my forehead and sitting up properly. 'Thanks.'

Once my friends were convinced I was okay, I headed into the bathroom and had a quick shower.

As I stood, letting the warm water wash over me, I realised what happened in my dream, or should I say nightmare, was true. I did have to choose between Zach and Josh, or I might loose him for good.

I sighed. Somehow I had to let Josh down, and tell him I wasn't interested.

Before I could make it out of our room, however, Macey forced me to sit in a chair and let her 'fix me up.' She chose a new outfit for me to wear, consisting of white skinny jeans, a short black stylish trench coat and black stilettos. Sensing a bit of de ja vu, are we?

I groaned, but changed into it anyway. Macey did my make-up, making my eyes look smoky and straightened my hair before pulling it into a perfectly neat messy ponytail. Some strands were still hanging around my face, and framed it well.

That being done, I set out to find Zach, and/or Josh.

Zach was nowhere to be seen, but I found Josh standing at the base of the grand staircase. When he saw me, he smiled and quickly and awkwardly hugged me.

I had asked my mother for permission to leave the school grounds for the morning, and she agreed, so there I was, heading out the gates of the Gallagher Academy in Josh's car.

He chose a small café on the corner of a street, and he parked near it. As we walked toward it, we stopped at all the little stores and shops. In the pharmacy, Josh bought me a new pair of sunglasses as my old ones had recently snapped.

Eventually, we reached the café and ordered our breakfast. I had a stack of pancakes with cream and maple syrup, and Josh ordered the same, as well as two strawberry thick shakes.

We were talking about everything. How the concert went the night before and the rest of his tour. Eventually, though, we came around to the subject of the competition.

'So, are you and your friends going to make a video?' he asked casually, as he took a sip of his thick shake.

'Well,' I laughed and looked down at the table. 'We actually already have.'

'Really?' he asked surprised.

'Yea, well my friends are kind of obsessed with you.'

As we continued talking, I glanced around, taking in my surroundings. I was shocked to see a face staring at me from the store across the street.

Not very covert, I know, but, being Zach, he knew what he was doing.

I stared back at him for a moment, noticing how good he looked with recently washed hair and his eyes wide.

I looked back at Josh and replied to his question about my friends' obsession, before looking back where Zach was. He was already gone.

I looked around, behind me, and still couldn't see him. I would have to talk to him when I went back to Gallagher.

A few minutes later, Josh stood up to leave. I followed him to the counter of the store where he insisted he pay. I let him, and soon found myself walking around the local park beside him.

We stopped beside a tree and admired the nature around us.

I was looking around when I realised Josh was leaning close and closer to me.

I tried sending a mental message telling him to stop but he obviously didn't get it. Not again, I thought.

But alas, he did, for the second time, kiss me.

~~~JOSH'S POV~~~

This had been the perfect morning. Cammie looked beautiful, although I knew Macey had been at her, choosing her outfit and doing make-up and hair for her.

We had breakfast at a little café, and then we walked around the local park a few times before stopping next to a tree. Cammie was glancing around, and I found myself leaning in slowly.

The next thing I knew, I was kissing Cammie. Again. She was shocked, and put her hand against my chest.

Before she could react properly, though, I heard a shout from behind me. I pulled back and looked over my shoulder.

'It is! It's Josh Abrams!' a teenage girl called to her friends who were standing a few metres behind her.

I groaned internally, but smiled at them. They started running towards me, and before I knew it, there was a small crowd around me, holding paper, napkins or tissues out for me to sign.

Cammie pushed her way out of the crowd and sat beneath another nearby tree, watching the commotion.

I hurriedly signed the autographs and posed for photos, before excusing myself and going over to her.

I apologised quickly before pulling her to her feet and heading back towards my car.

We climbed in and I drove us back to the Gallagher Academy. Once we had walked inside, Cammie thanked me for the morning and quickly disappeared. I'm not sure where she went, and I'm a bit disappointed that she ran off so quickly, but soon my manager was upon me, explaining that we really had to leave or we'd be late for my next show.

And so, I was forced to leave without saying goodbye.

A/N So that was a long chapter! I hope you liked it! And please do review with constructive criticism, if possible, if not just tell me your favourite line, or part. Thankyou! (: