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It had been a few silent minutes as Cammie thought through what she was going to say, whilst cowaring under Zach's deadly stare; he had never been this angry around her before.
"Well?" Zach said, impatiently. Then Cammie, couldn't hold it in any longer, tears began to roll down her cheaks, and she leaned against the wall, to keep herself up, from letting herself collapse onto the floor and curl into a ball.

Zach's facial expression softened a little, but he didn't move. After a moment, Cammie began speak through a sobs. "During the summer..."
Then they were interupted, as Macey barged through the door. "I OBJECT!"
"What?" Zach asked, giving her an incredulous look.
"It's not Cammie's fault, it's mine."
"No Macey, please don't blame yourself."
"No Cam, I have to. It's my fault, you and Zach are in this situation, and that your cowaring at the wall in tears, because your lost for words. I WILL explain, to Zach what happened."
"Go ahead." Zach urged.
"Over the summer, I noticed that Cammie seemed a little lonely in my sights, besides of course having me. So I thought that she would be happier with someone, therefore, I arranged her dates with people. None of them working out whatsoever. I arranged about, 20 dates for her, all unsuccessful. So it's my fault, don't blame Cammie, she was in fact quite against the idea, though she feels to deem herself responsible. She's not, I am."
By this time, Cammie was curled up on the floor, against the wall.
"So your saying, Cammie didn't want this to happen?" Zach mused. Macey nodded, but Cammie didn't say nor do anything. "How do I know your telling the truth and not Bex?"
"We're honest and nice, Bex is a dike that now takes pleasure from others suffering."
"Good point." He nodded, "Could you, uhm. Give us a minute, Macey?"
"Sure. See you downstairs." She said, then she left.

Zach got up, walked over to Cammie and knelt down beside her. "Cam." He said, I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear, stroking her hair.
"Don't be. It's not your fault." She whispered back, through a shudder of sobs, her head still hidden in her hands.
"Baby, look at me." He said, softly. And, she looked up at, her makecup smudged, her eyes red and puffy, and stray tears still lay on her cheaks. He wiped them away with his thumb, tucking the strand of hair behind her ear. "It's not your fault, I jumped to conclusions. I should have talked to you about it first -let you explain."

"No, I probably would have done the same." She said, shaking her head, and he shushed her. Wrapping his arms around her, helping her up onto her feet again.
"It doesn't matter now, okay?" He said. "I love you, that's all that matters."
She nodded, burying her head in his shoulder. He kissed her neck, and stroked her hair, while rubbing her back.

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"They okay?" Grant asked, as Macey walked down the stairs.
"Yeah, their having a minute, talking things through now. Cammie was a mess."
"So was Zach."
"Young love, huh?" Macey said.
"Yeah. Hey aren't you with Charlie. W?"
"I am, indeed."
"Yeah he's waiting for you."
"Oh crap, right- yeah. See you later, Grant." Macey said, hurrying off to where Charlie was.

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Zach and Cammie came back downstairs, about an hour later. Both happy, Cammie's smudged makecup-tear-covered face cleared, and happy. Their hands entwined, as they made their way into the kitchen.

"Hey guys! So you worked it out, huh?" Grant smiled, taking a potato chip from the bowl next to the punch.
"Yeah." Zach nodded, and smiled.
"I'm happy for ya man."
"Thanks." Then Grant went off out of the kitchen, back to where the main body of the party was.
"Hey, Uh. Do you wanna get out of here?" Zach asked.
"Yeah." Cammie held her lips together, smiling and nodded.

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They had decided to go to the beach. Probably the emptiest area in town, on a friday night. Their hands entwined, as their arms swayed back and forth whilst they walked along the shore. Just talking. About everything.
"You don't understand how much I've missed you." Zach admitted.
"Oh I understand." She laughed, the wind blowing her hair in a face, and at all angles.
"I love you, you know that?" He smiled, and stopped walking. Cammie then stopped a few steps infront, and faced him. She nodded, smiling and he pulled her closer to him, snaking an arm around her, and taking her face in his other hand.
"I love you too." She said, before he guided her face to his, their lips touched, re-encountering the familiar spark, causing fireworks to explode in their minds. Cammie melted into him, has he gripped her tigher, both of his hands resting at her sides. They pulled back, a gentle smile playing on his lips, as her head rested against his chest.

"Come on." He whispered, "Let's go." They had lost track of time, it was unknown how long they had been there, in their own little world. But neither of them cared, because they had eachother, and that's all that mattered then. He took her hand in his, and they returned to walking along the shore, as the water crawled up the sand, then dragged back down.

"So, I'm just curious. During our fight- does Craig hate me now?" Cammie said, a little worried, since last time she saw Craig, she tried her best to make a good impression.
"What!? No. Why would he? He actually said he thought you were wonderful." Zach replied, giving my hand a squeeze.
"Thought?"
"Thinks." Zach corrected himself, "Don't fret, okay?"
"Okay." Cammie nodded.

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"Cammie, Zach. Hi, your here, together." Craig said, stating the obvious. "So you guys cleared things up?"
Zach sighed, "Yes, Craig."
Cammie laughed, they were so alike.
"Welcome back, Cammie. I knew you wouldn't be gone long." Craig winked, opening the door further for them to come in.
"Thanks Craig, it's good to see you too." She smiled.

Zach led Cammie into the living room, where they both sat down on the couch infront of the television, "You guys not going to bed, it's pretty late aren't you tired after going to the beach?"
"Nah, it wasn't that busy or anything, besides it's not that late."
"Midnight."
"Nah, late is around three am."
"Oh I see."
"Mhm." Zach answered, flicking through the channels looking for something to watch. He passed the notebook, then Titanic, then...
"What are doing? Your passing all the good movies!" Cammie exclaimed, taking the remote off of him, and flicking back to the notebook.
"What! No, anything but this, Cammie please." Zach whined.
"No! Please Zach, this is my favorite movie ever, can we please watch it?" She pouted her lips, is a puppy dog manner, to make her 'cute and innocent' charade work a little more successfully, and it worked.
Zach huffed sulkily, "Fine." He crossed his arms, and leant back on the couch, as if ready to doze of to sleep.
"Don't be mad." Cammie pleaded, leaning down next to him, kissing his neck and face.
"Cammie, what are you doing?"
"Don't you like it?" She asked.
"Of course I do- I didn't mean stop." He said, pulling her back to leaning against him.
"Only, if you watch this with me." She said.
"Fine, fine, fine." He nodded.

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"Okay, everyone parties over, get out of my house!" Grant yelled, and pulled the plug on the music system. A few people booed, but the rest just whined a little and seemed to leave fast enough.
"Smooth." Macey interjected.
"I know." Grant nodded, fixing the collar on his shirt, in a 'cool' manner.
"No, not that 'cool'" Macey said, using her fingers as quotation marks around, 'cool'.
"Ugh, whatever. Don't you have a boyfriend to be with?"
"Yeah, but I told him I'll see him later."
"And so you decided to stay here."
"The party only ended a minute ago, Grant. Calm your ass down."
"Sorry."
"Apology accepted."
"What's with the face?"
"What face?" Macey asked, "Oh wait. You mean mine? Well I was born with it, I guess."
Grant laughed, heart-heartedly.
"What's on your mind, Granty-boy?" Macey asked, as Grant took a seat on the couch next to her.
"It's nothing really."
"Well I'm here, and your lying, and I can tell your lying, because your all to obvious with your constant sighing and frowning."
"Sorry."
"Don't be. Just share, and I can see if my McHenry social intelligence can help you."
"Fine, well you know Bex?"
"Yep, Tina's sidekick, absolute bitch, carry on."
"Well, you know the REAL Bex, before she ended up following Tina around?"
"What when she was actually nice, and Best friends with me and Cam?"
"Yeah, then. Well I've had feelings for her all along. But now I just don't what I can do."
"Don't date her." Macey advised. "It won't have a good outcome, and besides shes not the real her anymore either."
"Yeah, but if we could crack her. That might doing something."
"And how would we do that?"
"I don't know. I'll think of something."
"Okay, you do that. Text me right? Your big plan, and I'll be at home." Macey explained, getting up and heading towards the door. "See ya Grant."
"Bye." He said, as she walked out the door.

Well...what's this plan going to be? Let's hear your guesses ;)