Okay, sorry I'm only updating now, I had homework to do all day and that comes first unfortunately. I hope you're all grateful, I rushed through hours of Chemistry and Math homework to get this up…not that I'm complaining! Anyway, on with the chapter, hope you like it!

Chapter 3

Monday morning rolled around and with that another school day. I'm quite a morning person, and so don't mind getting up early, so I usually have time to spare in the morning. This morning was no different; I got up at around 6:00am and took a long hot shower enjoying the feel of the water as it ran down my back. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a fluffy towel around me and padded out of my ensuite bathroom into my bedroom.

I loved this room, even though I have only lived here for little under a year. Abby insisted when I moved in that the room was completely renovated in any way that I would like, so I made sure that it was plain. I liked things plain. The walls were an off white colour with an intricate border of pink and green flowers along the coven. A white queen sized bed took residence in the middle of the back wall, and an antique whitewashed wooden desk sat opposite it with a large mirror hanging above it. I also had a window seat that I asked Abby to have fitted because I had always wanted one as a child, with large flowery pillows sitting on top of it.

I walked over to my walk in closet and picked out a pair of Rock and Republic jeans along with a blue vest top and cream cardigan, putting them on quickly before slipping into a pair of white converse. Walking out of the closet I grabbed my hairbrush from my bedside table and sat at my desk. I began to slowly run the brush through my hair taking out any tangles as I went. I don't particularly like my hair; it's dishwater blonde and in no way exciting, so all I can do is grab a hair tie and put it into a high pony. I then begin to dab on some makeup, only using a small amount of foundation and a little blusher, using my cherry lipgloss to finish off the look. I turn and look at myself in the mirror; it's not gonna get much better than this, I think, sighing.

Downstairs Abby is cooking homemade chocolate chip pancakes, so I take a seat at the breakfast bar and dig in to the plate already waiting for me. "All set for school Cam? You okay to drive your car?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine Abby. I'm going to pick up Bex, Liz and Macey on the way, so I won't be by myself. Liz will probably be like you; telling me to slow down, and Bex will be the opposite; telling me to speed up because I'm driving like an old age pensioner."

"Well you'll just have to listen to Liz then won't you, I've always liked that girl," Abby replied smiling.

Bex, Liz and Macey were my best friends. They really helped me get over losing my Dad and made the transition of a new school a whole lot easier.

Bex was the crazy one of our group. Her real name was Rebecca but we're not allowed to call her that; well, unless you want to end up in the emergency room. She's a black belt in karate…enough said.

Liz is the smart one. She can solve any problem and answer any question, which really comes in handy when we have any tests!

Macey is the fashionista of the group. She can find an outfit for just about anyone, and is constantly critiquing my style choices. Sometimes I wear clothes that she won't approve of just to annoy her. Hey that's what best friends do!

"Okay honey, I'm going to have to run, I have an early meeting that I can't be late for. I'll see you tonight- oh, I almost forgot, we have some new neighbours, they moved in late last night, I saw the Mom out getting the paper when I was getting ours this morning and she invited us to the house tonight for dinner, so make sure and be home for six."

"Aw, Abby do I have to? I really don't feel like socialising." "Yes Cam, they're only new to the neighbourhood and we have to be good neighbours. I think they have a son your age anyway, so at least you'll have someone to talk to. I promise it won't be that bad Cam."

Abby looked at me with puppy dog eyes, begging me to say no to her, when she knew I couldn't refuse that face; it was just too darn cute.

"Fine, I'll be home by six"

"Good, see you later honey," and with that Abby dashed out the front door to make her meeting.

"Cam, you're driving too fast, I think I'm going to be sick!"

"Shut up Liz, we're only going like 30 in a 40 mph zone, grow a pair. In fact, I think you're going too slow Cam. Come on, if we don't hurry we won't get to school until next week!"

"Cam, what are you wearing? That is definitely not an outfit that I approved for you to wear. I thought we discussed this Cam!"

"Quiet the lot of you!" I shouted. "Liz, Bex is right, grow a pair! Bex, I only got my licence and this car, so I don't really want to crash it! And as for you Macey, I know this isn't an outfit you approved, I just like to annoy you!" I said with a smirk, before receiving a whole load of grumbling and muttering from my friends.

We arrived at school intact and with time to spare, much to Bex's annoyance. We walked together across the student lot and into the school just as the bell rang signalling homeroom. Bex and Liz where in a different homeroom to Macey and I so we headed our separate ways planning to meet up at the break.

"I just don't see why you won't wear what I tell you to Cam, it's not that hard" Macey was jabbering on, but I was no longer listening, but rather transfixed by the dark haired boy standing at the door to our homeroom talking with Mr Walker the teacher.

"Oh, Cameron!" he exclaimed when Macey and I reached the room. "I would like to ask you a huge favour, could you show Mr Goode around school today and help him settle in, he's new and you for one know what that's like!"

Before I could enthusiastically agree (hey, he's hot!) he interjected saying, "Oh, I don't need a guide. I've been to many schools and can find my way around just fine."

Oh, I thought. Well that was rude. He may look like a Greek god, but there were no excuses when it came to bad manners.

"Oh, well if you're sure Mr Goode," Mr Walker replied.

"Yes, I'm sure," he said looking me up and down. "I can find my own friends."

I decided to show one of the best parts of my personality; being fake, by saying, "Well, Mr-" "Goode," he supplied frustrated. "-I hope you enjoy your first day, and hope you find the right kind of friends for you" And to finish it off, I flashed my best smile and walked calmly away leaving him there stunned. He was obviously expecting a different reaction from me, as he continued to look at me across the room, a look of genuine shock etched on his face.

"Wow, Cam, you smoked him! Hell you scared me, who knew you could be so deadly?" Macey exclaimed when we were at our seats at the opposite side of the room from him.

"I just hate rude people Mace. They think they can say and do anything, and treat people any way they want. I've put up with that in the past, but not anymore."

"Well you sure showed him! I bet he's sorry he didn't take up the opportunity to be on your good side, it's certainly better than your bad one!"

"Yeah, it definitely is," I replied glancing over at a peeved dark haired boy, who was now glaring in my direction.

The rest of the school day was uneventful and boring. I found out the name of my friend Mr Goode; it was Zach. What kind of a name is that? A stupid name, that's what! God, I really don't like that boy!

I didn't see Zach for the rest of the day, except in AP Math last period; it was the only class I had without any of the girls, but luckily he didn't even glance in my direction, and sat at the other side of the class, so I didn't even have to make pleasantries.

I walked to my car after the bell rang, dreading going home. I really didn't want to go to this dinner tonight. I bet they were a really weird family or something, and I just couldn't handle any more strange people today.

I drove around town for a while, and stopped at the local Starbucks for a cappuccino and muffin, trying to waste time. I eventually made it home at 5:45 with just enough time to change and head next door with Abby.

We walked up to their large front door and Abby rang the doorbell. I looked up just as the door opened only to see my worst nightmare: Mr Zachery Goode.

Okay, Zach has finally made an entrance! Was it how you expected? Do you like what I've done? Please review and give me any feedback you have…even if it is negative! I'm open to everything!