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Cammie sat in her bed that night thinking. Thinking about everything. It technically was her fault about what happened between her and Zach. Their relationship hadn't even left the dock, because the wind had already torn the sails, they had already hit a bump in the road.

Bex shouldn't have even known about what happened over summer, Cammie had barely taken it seriously. It was all Macey's idea, but her responsibility since she went along with it and it cost her a serious relationship. Well it had started out serious until Bex's meddling.

Cammie heard buzzing against the hard wood of the small table beside her bed where her phone was laying with Macey's smiling face flashing onto the screen. Cammie looked at the digital clock next to it, before answering the phone and rolling her eyes.

"Macey it's 2:36. What happened to your obsession with beauty sleep?" She said quietly, with a smile on her face, thankful that Macey couldn't see since they were on the phone.

"Well I have a plan change for tomorrow, and wipe that smile off your face." Macey knew Cammie to well.

"What plan change?" Cammie asked.

"Well I heard, Grant is throwing a party at his house and everyone is going. And I know who else is going as well."

"Don't tell me it's Zach-"

"It's Zach."

"Sorry I can't come, I actually think I've come down with this virus, I feel terrible." Cammie said, faking a cough like an amateur.

"Wow you really can't fake a cough." Macey said bluntly. "And you are going! This could be your chance to talk to him!"

"I thought you said to leave him until he's ready."

"Cammie we both know that he probably won't come out of his shell unless you put in some sort of effort."

"Ugh, fine."

"Ha, I knew I would win."

"Win what?"

"Nothing, nothing. I'll be at your house at around 5 to get ready."

"Hm, okay. Bye Mace."

"TTYL!"

The line went dead, and Cammie let her head collapse back down on the pillow again, well tomorrow is definitely going to be a long day.

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*5pm the next day*

Macey walked up Cammie's driveway with a bag consisting of hair products, makeup, and anything else she could possibly need to complete her mission. She knocked, and waited until Rachel Morgan answered the door.

"Hi Ms. Morgan!" Macey beamed.

"Hi Macey, it is very nice of you to take Cam out tonight."

"What are best friends for?" She smiled, "I'm guessing she's in her room?"

"Yeah, come on in Macey." She nodded, opening the door to let her in.

"Hey Cam, ready to get started?" Macey winked, walking into Cammie's room. Cammie put down her magazine, stood up from her bed and walked over to her makeup table to let Macey work her magic.

In all of two hours Macey did Cammie's makeup, had a fight with her after burning her head with the straightener because she accused Cammie for not being a good enough statue to do her hair. And finally in the last hour they decided on what she was going to wear.

Cammie stepped in front of the mirror, now ready for the party dressed in a white slightly layered lace skater dress and cream heels. "Wow."

"You look gorgeous, Cam." Macey smiled and nodded proudly. "Now, give me a second in the bathroom while I change into my outfit." Taking her dress and makeup bag into Cammie's bathroom.

About twenty five minutes later Macey stepped out of the bathroom in a turquoise wrap mesh skater dress, and white heels. "Wow Mace you look beautiful." Cammie said smiling, "But you could have been faster, in what universe is twenty five minutes a second?"

"In a world where your foundation crumbles and you have to use liquid foundation instead." She explained.

"Been there."

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Zach got to the party when Grant said it was starting, since he hated whenever he went to parties and people were already drunk, passed out and acting crazy all over the place.

"Great to see you, man." Grant said as he opened the front door and slung an arm over Zach's shoulder, shutting the door with his foot.

"You too." Zach nodded. "So you invited the whole school?"

"Well yeah, but I'm sure there'll be way more, since people always invite others."

"Course." Zach nodded again. Grant led him inside the house, where there were already about fifty people talking and drinking. Even a few dancing.

"Hey." Jonas greeted Zach from the couch, a solo party cup in hand, probably holding hidden vodka, but only a little bit since Jonas was the most sensible out of the three of them.

A few minutes later the doorbell rang again signaling that the next group of people were coming in. They came flooding in like a stampede.

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Macey and Cammie had arrived at Grant's party fairly early, though there were still many people. She led Cammie through the many swaying bodies in the room to an empty couch at the side, where they sat for a moment.

"You didn't see Zach did you?" Cammie said, self-conscious that Zach would see them.

"No, but you will at one point tonight, you can't avoid him. You guys may be in a fight but your still boyfriend and girlfriend so you need to work it out." Macey ordered.

Cammie rolled her eyes and huffed, "whatever."

"Good." Macey smiled, "Now I'm going to go dance with Charlie, see ya in a bit!" Macey giggled hopping up and walking over to Charlie.

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Cammie crossed one leg over the other, leaving an elbow on the top, shaking the solo party cup in her hand, the liquid inside swishing side to side. What would she say if she faced Zach?

She took a sip, watching the dancing friends and couples in the middle of the room, then lazy ones at the side, and the drunk and horny ones as well. Everyone was definitely here. Bex was sure to be here somewhere amongst the crowd so Cammie would have to be careful to avoid her.

"Cammie!" She heard a deep voice next to her and someone sat down beside her, "Glad you came, having fun?" Oh, right. Grant.

"To an extent." Cammie replied, taking another sip of her drink, and swishing it around in her cup again.

"You okay?" Grant asked, "I heard about what happened."

"Hasn't everyone?" Cammie scoffed.

"Funny." Grant said, "That's exactly what Zach replied as well."

"Hilarious." Cammie said, glumly.

"Hey it'll be okay, I mean he's here, you guys could talk it out."

"You're just like Macey."

"How? She told you to do that as well?"

"Yep."

"Well you should, it would help. Anyway, I'll see you around."

"Bye Grant." She smiled and he returned it then got up and left.

Cammie finished her drink then got up and walked into the kitchen for another. Whilst she poured the same old red punch liquid into her cup, she saw a familiar male, green-eyed boy walk in to do the same. Great.

She tried to hide her face behind her cup and walk out the room but it seems that the escape failed because he said, "trying to hide from me?"

"No, I was just seeing if there was a hole in the bottom of my cup, you know don't want to lose my drink on the carpet it would get ruined." She picked out a lame excuse.

"Okay." He replied.

Then they just stood there, Cammie kept tucking her hair behind her ear and Zach kept scratching the back of his neck. He cleared his throat, "So how are you?"

"Uhm, okay I guess." She shrugged, "You?"

"Fine, yeah." He nodded.

"What are we doing?" Cammie said simply.

"I don't know."

"We need to talk."

"Aren't we doing that already?" He asked.

"Shut up, you know what I mean."

"Don't tell me to shut up. It's your fault we're in this mess in the first place." He scowled.

"I-." She paused. "I know. But I made a mistake and Bex just made everything worse and you- you never let me explain." She said, placing a hand over her eyes and stepping back.

"Okay. Explain."

"Here? Can't we go somewhere private?"

"Fine, come on." He said, and led her upstairs to Grant's bedroom. Where there was a couple making out on the bed.

"Get out." Zach said bluntly and they scrambled up and hurried out the door leaving them alone.

"Okay. Explain." Zach said, sitting down and crossing his arms, his eyes meeting Cammie's anxious gaze. She opened her mouth...

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