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Chapter 9- Locker 243
Cammie's POV
I was walking back from my volleyball practice on Saturday when I stopped at Zach's locker to see if he put another note in. Even though that was highly impossible…
I opened the metal door that I've opened so many other times before. I checked the top shelf. There it was.
Hey "Mystery Girl",
I've finally figured out who you are. I just want you to know that I like you too. I want to see you today.
Meet me by the lockers after the game. We need to talk.
See ya there.
-Z
Did he really know? Wait, back up. Did he just say he liked me back? Oh, wait. He doesn't know it's me positively yet. Hmm. Meet him by the lockers? I think it finally is time to come clean. Then again, I have no idea.
I didn't bother replying. I walked down the hall again out to the parking lot, still thinking of what to do.
I still didn't notice her.
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Courtney Bauer's POV
She was there at the locker again. It's not like I was creeping or anything, but this was like a TV show. I wanted to know what happened next.
I told Leila. She promised to keep it a secret from Tina, who would probably "Accidently" spill the whole thing.
I decided I didn't want Tina to get involved. She's a great friend, but sometimes she has a… uh…. big mouth, to put it nicely.
Sammie and Zach. They'd be together by the end of the night, guaranteed. They were best friends, so why not? They'd be cute.
They'll be together. Soon enough.
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Zach's POV
I walked into the field. The crowds were cheering. The kids were buying ice cream after harassing their mothers. The other team looked like they wanted to punch something.
And I, I looked like I wanted to get this the heck over with and just meet Cam already. It was fate. It was destiny. It was time for the game.
We shook hands, conferenced with coach, and ran out onto the field. The other team snarled and growled. They wanted to win. Ha, Goode luck.
We played our hearts out that night. Everyone was playing their hardest, both teams itching to win the gruesome fight. In the end, we both tied. It doesn't matter to me though; I just wanted to get to my locker. I just wanted to see C-
"BOYS, COME HERE!" Coach screamed. We ran over to him. "Nice job out there. But you could've won. And you didn't. We'll be alright though. The playoffs are next weekend. I expect you all to be here for ALL of the practices next week, is that clear?" the coach said in his booming voice.
"Yes Coach!" We all replied. He nodded at us and we left, making our way to the locker rooms. I ran as fast as I could towards the locker room before all of my other teammates, hopped in the shower, quick ran out and dressed into a pair of jeans and a button down shirt. I sprayed on my cologne (ahem, the one Macey said Cam LOVED) and my sneakers. I started stuffing my gear in my sports bag when Grant came out of the steaming shower wearing jeans and a t-shirt, hair still wet and looked at me.
"Oh, does our very own Zachary Goode have a date? With our very own Cameron Morgan, perhaps?" Grant asked wiggling his eyebrows. I punched him in the arm and glared.
"NO. Since when is it a crime to look good?"
"Since now."
"Then I guess I'm breaking the law." And with that, I left.
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I walked down the hall to my locker.
I passed all the lockers and saw her standing there opening my locker and closing it again. She turned to walk away but I stopped her.
"Hey, Gallagher Girl."
Cam's POV again… sorry for all the switching.
"Hey, Gallagher Girl." I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned around to come face-to-face with Zach Goode. This was it. It was all over now.
"Uh… hey Zach." I greeted waving. We just stood there in silence for about 45 seconds. Can someone say awkward?
"So, Gallagher Girl… Do you know what pretty girl happened to put these love notes in my locker?" he asked with a smirk.
"They are NOT love notes. They are simply notes stating a form of affection to the person in which they were given to, from which someone graciously took the time to write and leave for whomever they pleased. Sometimes scented with cologne or perfume," I said, sounding like Liz.
"So a love note…"
"NO!"
"Whatever, Gallagher Girl. Just wanted to tell you I like you too. If you didn't already figure that out from the series of events that took place yesterday." Zach said with a smirk. How was I supposed to know that if he kissed me he liked me? Boys are confusing.
"Okay, Blackthorne Boy. You like me back, so it doesn't matter!"
"Gallagher Girl-" Zach started, but was cut off by a feminine and familiar voice shouting, "JUST ASK HER OUT ALREADY!" and a chorus of "YEAH"'s. I looked towards Macey who was the one who shouted. I sent her a death glare and she mumbled something unintelligible. Zach shouted at them to "get the heck out" and they left.
Then Zach finished.
"Gallagher Girl, go on a date with me?" He asked with a smile. A true, genuine, Zach-smile.
"Yes. I've been waiting for you to ask me that for months." I sighed truthfully.
"And I've been waiting to ask you that for months." Zach said. I giggled and he took his hand in mine.
This was perfect. I liked Zach, he liked me, and we were dating. He looked at me for a second, then gently kissed me.
And it all started with a note in Locker 243.
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Sad to say so, but this story will be ending soon. Probably one last chapter…to wrap it all up nicely in a cute little package. It was fun, and I love you guys. I really, truly do. You all make my day. Review, please.
Yours,
SpanishGallagherGirl