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Macey sat boredly on her bed, flicking through a magazine shes read dozens of times before. She just had nothing to do. She would normally hang out with Cammie on the weekend, but she was probably hanging out with Zach today. She got a cell out and press 'C' for Cammie's speed dial number.

"Macey?" She answered, her voice sort of muffled,
"Hey Cam," Macey replied. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? Maybe go to the town square"
"Oh Macey sorry I can't, um..." She answered quietly.
"Why what happened?"
"It's nothing don't worry, just something at home" She explained.
"Okay, well I guess maybe tomorrow then" Macey said, then quickly added, "Or we can just see each other at school"
"I'll text you tomorrow, Mace" She answered.
"Okay, well ttyl" Macey said.
"You to" And the phone clicked off of the call.

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"Mom it's going to be okay, hes in a better place" Cammie soothed, rubbing her moms back, as her mom sobbed into a tissue.
Cammies phone then rang. She took her phone out and saw a photo of Zach from the night of their date on the caller id. "One sec mom" She said, pulling away and answering the phone.
"Hey Zach."
"Hey Cammie, you wanna hang out? Maybe go to the drag spot" He asked, and Cammie could tell he was hopeful that she would say yes, he and she still hadn't spoken to each other since that day they kissed and he probably wanted to work things out.
"I can't right now, Zach-"

Her mom took her hand away from her shoulder, and she looked at Cammie. "Go." She said.
"One sec, Zach" She said into the phone then placed a hand over the transmitter.
"No, Mom I can't leave you" Cammie said, "Not at a time like this"
"It's fine Cam, go with Zach. I can handle myself fine. By the time you get back I'll be happy as ever."
"Really? You sure?"
"Positive." She nodded, wiping the tears away with her tissue and smiling.
"Thanks mom." She smiled, and took her hand away from her phone, "Hey Zach, I'd love to hang out with you"
"Great, I'll pick you up in 10" He said.
Cammie smiled, "Okay, bye" And she hung up.

Zach arrived at the door with this cheesy grin on his face, he was dressed in a plaid button down and khakis. "Aren't you dressed fancy to go to an empty field?" Cammie commented as she opened the door. He smirked, "Ah so you do find me handsome" he joked.
Cammie just responded by raising her eyebrow, and he chuckled.
"Let me just grab my jacket" She said, walking back into the living room and getting her jacket which was draped over on the couch. When she came back to the door, Zach was out by his motorcycle, "Bye mom!" Cammie shouted into the house before she shut the front door.

"So where are we going?" Cammie asked, approaching Zach's motorcycle, which he had already mounted.
"I was just thinking hanging out at the drag spot, since its quiet and stuff" He shrugged, and she nodded, getting on the motorcycle, pulling on the helmet he handed to her and wrapped her arms around his toned stomach.

"Ready." She announced, then Zach started up the motorcycle and off they went. It may have not been mentioned in enough detail to know before but the drag spot, is actually hidden in a field. The field is near Roseville bridge, not the most visited area of Roseville fortunatly.

"Ladies first." Zach said, pulling away the branch which sort of acted like a door to the drag spot, allowing it extra exclusivity.
"Thanks" She nodded, walking in; it was just like she remembered when she walked in last time, then again in what way would it change? Unless of course a massive storm occured, tearing down the trees that allowed the exclusivity. Then it would definiately be different.

Zach took out the ciggarette packet from his pocket, but Cammie took it off him, stuffing it in her jacket pocket, tutting. "HEY!" Zach exclaimed, exasperated.
"Don't hey me, Goode. You agreed you would stop smoking, and I'm helping you here. But you are not following the deal, Goode. I'm helping but you atleast need to try!"
"I was never actually going to smoke them"
Cammie scoffed, "Whats the point in having ciggarettes if you don't smoke them?"
"Well, It defeats the meaning for me, therefore I stop seeing how pointless it is. I am defying lit ciggarettes with not-lit ciggarettes" He explained.
"You have a point, so I will give you one. But if I see the lighter-"
"What? What are you going to do?" He smirked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll never talk to you again"
"Okay deal, give me the ciggarette"
"Pardon me?" She said holding the single ciggarette away from his grasp
"Please." He said, and she gave him the ciggarette. "Thank you" He grinned.
Cammie nodded, "I'm to nice sometimes" She sighs, shaking her head.
"Thats what I like about you" he said.
"It is?" Cammie cocked an eyebrow.
"No, not really. I just thought you'd like if I said it" He shrugged, putting the end of the ciggarette in his mouth.
"Ok I have two things to say" She said.
"Go ahead"
"Okay, first. You look really stupid with that unlit ciggarette in your mouth" She took it out and put it back in the packet in her pocket, and smiled, nodding. "Second, What do you like about me?" She said, curiously.
"Well your, you" He said.
"Explain.."
"What to explain when I could write a novel?" He asked, cryptically.
"Since when did Zachary Goode speak like that? Your not normally this cliche"
"Good or bad?"
"I don't know" She said. He chuckled.

"So hows everything?" Cammie asked Zach, playing with her fingers, she felt his stare on her, but kept her gaze to the ground.
"A bit hectic really. You? Hows your mom?" He asked.
"She still upset"
"Oh, me and Craig had a fight about him and my dad having a fight" He said.
"Want to know something?" She asked him, now looking up, and staring into his green orbs.
"Sure" He shrugged.
"'The first to apologize is the bravest. The first to forgive is the strongest. And the first to learn from it and move on is the happiest'" (AN: I DO NOT OWN THIS QUOTE)
He didn't say anything after she said that, they just sat there in an elusive yet comfortable silence, enjoying each others company.

"I should go." Cammie said breaking the fragile sheet of silence which was once over them a few moments later.
"Uh, yeah, sure" He said, standing up and walking towards the tree branch where they had entered, pulling it back and holding it open for Cammie to go first. "After you" He said.
"Well, thank you" She grinned, walking out followed by Zach.

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The ride back to Cammie's was quiet, well quieter than it normally is. As they drove through the streets back, Zach was stuck in his thoughts, after all thats happened recently his thoughts had actually gotten pretty muddled.

His fight with Craig. His kiss with Cammie. Everything.

Zach liked Cammie, he had to admit it. Since he met her in Civics class, everything has seemed to change for him. It was as if she had changed him somehow without even doing anything. Before he had met Cammie, he was the bad guy, the careless guy that did crap without thinking. She had unknowingly effected him.

In the middle of Zach's thoughts he heard a voice calling his name over and over again. A girls voice. CAMMIE.

"Zach!" She shouted, "Zach!"
"Huh?" He said, then noticed a garbage truck heading towards him, "Shit." He said.
"Zach watch out, quick" Cammie shouted, and he felt her grip around him tighten.

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