Hello, again. So it's me and I decided to write the next chapter cause I'm bored so yeahhh. Um, well it's in the middle of the afternoon and for some reason I decided to write. Again probably suckish chapter cause I didn't sleep last night, but I did update my profile so you can check that out!

Oh and one last thing, um can someone help me out on what goes on during high school classes. Wow I sound stupid but I'm not experienced with school. At. All. Since ya know I was a gymnast = home schooling, and treatment for like a year which meant no school. So I pretty much have had like one year of real school experience. So yeah sorry about that.

But now onto the story. Again sorry it's short but it will get longer. I promise. It's just I find the first few chapters in a story reallyyy, reallyyyy awkward to write. ^_^

Cammie-

"What are you doing here?" I whispered. In front of me was standing the one and only Joe Solomon. (Sorry if you were expecting Zach but it's Joe.) He gave me a small smile which I gladly returned.

"Well am I going to get a hug?" He asked and I laughed. I ran to him and gave him a bear hug which he returned. I took a deep breathe glad he was back.

"So you decided to have a group hug without me? Offended." Abby said walking into the kitchen. Her and Joe greeted each other. "So Cammie, can you excuse us for a few minutes." Joe asked. I was gonna argue but I saw the tired look in his eyes and I nodded before heading upstairs to my room. Starting my home I turned on my I pod and turned up my music to loud. Soon my stomach grumbled and I decided to go grab a poptart. (Teehee sorry I was eating a poptart when I wrote that.)

When I reached the hallway I was about to walk in the kitchen when I heard Joe and Abby talking in the living room. "Abby you know I'm still looking for the guys." Joe said sounding exhausted and stressed.

"Joe I understand but you know Cammie's parents were in a profession were they made many enemies it could be anyone, anywhere in the world." I choked back a sob and ran into my room locking the door behind me.

I took a shuddering breath wiping away any tears that had escaped and started looking for something. I found in a box under my bed. The old album was worn and slightly dusty but I ignored that and opened it. I smiled as I flipped through the pages of memories. There were pictures of me and my parents at the lake, during Christmas, Easter, during camping trips. I turned to the very back of the album were my favorite picture was. It was fourth of July when I was around five. I was with my parents and fireworks were going off in the background.

There was a soft knock on my door and I quickly shut the book and put it under my pillow. "Squirt can I come in?" Abby asked quietly. I nodded and got up sitting cross legged on my bad. Abby sat down next to me. "What was Joe doing here?" I asked. She gave a small smile and paused.

"Well sweetie he just wanted to discuss some things that you don't have to worry about." She said.

"Abby I'm sixteen not five I think I can handle the truth." I said getting annoyed. She shrugged.

"You know your parents were wonderful people. I think they would be happy with how you've been raised." She said before rising from my bed and leaving. Where did that come from? I wondered.

The next morning I woke up to my annoying alarm clock that wouldn't shut up. I resisted the urge to hurl it out the window. I mean the things are so freaking annoying. I quickly got dressed in jeans and a tank top with a cardigan over it before running downstairs. "Hey squirt you need a ride to school?"

"No thanks Bex should be here any minute." I said. And to prove my point a minute later Bex honked her horn. Loudly. "See ya." I shouted over my shoulder as I closed the door behind me.

"Cammie we need to talk." Bex said as I climbed in the passenger seat. Why does she fell the need to start every sentence like that?

"What?"

"So have you talked to Zach yet?" She said.

"Nope." I replied popping the p.

"Why not?" She asked dragging out the t in a whiney voice.

"Because he's a stalker."

"But he's hot."

"He could murder me."

"But he's hot." I was seriously regretting stepping foot in this car.

"Yeah, but he could kidnap me."

And what was her response? "But he's hot!"

"What if he kidnapped me, took me to Europe then sold me to a bunch of drug smugglers for some crack?"

"God, then you'd be with a bunch of hot European dudes!" And that's when I decided the conversation was over.

At school I quickly went to my locker. I dialed my combitnation and as I opened my locker something fluttered out. I bent down and looked at the piece of paper. What the hell?

It was a picture of me and Zach when my parents were still alive.

Hi, so this was a quick update for me! I started it this afternoon then quit cause I had some plans for Christmas Eve. But now it's four in the morning and I cant sleep, so what do I do? I write. So yeah Christmas Eve for an insomniac is no different then every other night. But hey that happens when you never sleep. And yeah so last night as it turns out, was almost an all-nighter. 30 minutes of sleep! WHOAH! But I guarantee I will not sleep at all tonight. Wanna know why? Cause I took like a thirty minute nap. Trust me when you already can't sleep at night the last thing you need to be doing is taking naps. Well, until next time my friends. Thanks to all who reviewed, favorited, etc.

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