I was feeling bored today, so I decided, I would go through this and finish it so I could update earlier than
usual for my awesome readers :) Enjoy!

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Somethings up. There's definitely something fishy about this whole situation. Zach thought, as he closed the front door behind him, seeing Cammie walking down the sidewalk towards him. He hid his thoughts, behind a happy expression, he smile warmly at her.

Once she reached him, she started talking about how amazing Bex is now, and shit, like she does everyday nowadays. Zach screwed up his forehead, it can't be right. By a short simply conversation can someone so harsh and self-conceited really change back into a sweet, yet tough tom-boy type girl all over again, in a matter of minutes?

"Zach?" Cammie asked, stopping and looking at him.
"Huh?" He stumbled, looking at her, oh great he'd given himself away, by letting himself get wrapped in his thoughts.
"Are you okay? You're really quiet, is something bothering you? You know you can tell me anything right?" She said.
He smiled, "Yeah, thanks Cam. Don't worry, nothings wrong, I'm just a little tired. I was kept up a lot of the night by that project."
"Oh, okay." She nodded. And so they returned to walking.

"Grant." Zach called over to his friend, who was actually busy kissing Bex, as Zach and Cammie walked towards them. Grant and Bex pulled apart.
"What?" Grant asked.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked, "Just for a minute." He added. Grant nodded, whispered something to Bex then followed Zach away from the girls.

"What's up?" Grant asked, once they'd made their way away from them.
"It's Bex." Zach replied.
"Yeah, what about her?"
"I think she's faking."
"Faking what? Loving me?" Grant asked.
"I don't know about that. But this whole 'I'm nice now, I'm the same as before' charade. I think it's a fake. I mean, think about it. Could she really change that quickly? It took her longer than that to change into a bitch, from being herself." Zach explained.

Grant screwed up his forehead, then scratched the back of his neck, "Bro, really. Bex is finally a nice person, and you're wishing for her to be a bitch again?" Grant asked.

Zach's eyes widened, "What?! No. For the emotional safety of you and Cam, I felt the need to tell you. I've known a lot of people like her, and she has to be faking, Grant believe me. Your my best friend, you of all people should to understand."

"Zach, honestly. Just because, you saw a few bitches, apparently like Bex, in prison, where there are actually probably a few there, you decide to compare her to them? Man, your cruel. I don't understand you, Cammie went through hell, because of Bexs' old bitchy self, and you did aswell. Why don't you just embrace the fact that she's herself again?" Grant asked, frustrated.

"Because, she faking!" Zach shouted, using his hands also for effect, "Grant, you of all people should notice."
"I won't notice something that isn't there." Grant shook his head, "I'm out of here, Zach. You really need to think things through." Grant said, walking away back over to Bex.

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*Meanwhile Grant and Zach are talking*

"Sooooo...You and Grant are going really well." Cammie winked. But was returned with a disgusted look from Bex.
"What?" Cammie continued, "Do you not love him?"
"Of course I love him." She spat, "But, he always insists on being with you. Ugh who would want a best friend like you?"
"You." Cammie replied, bluntly. "You did."
"Did, I finally realized, and found my true best friend"
"Who? That bitch Tina?" Cammie scoffed, "Some best friend, she'd just try and steal Grant from you."
"Yeah, right! She's a faithful friend, unlike you."
"What did I ever do to you?!" Cammie asked.
"Oh you know what you did! You destroy everything you touch! Our friendship, with Macey and Liz, and then mine and yours. Blown to smitherines. Gone. Because, you caused that fight."
"I DIDN'T CAUSE IT. IT WAS YOU, AND YOUR FUCKING JEALOUSY. YOU ONLY WANT WHAT SOMEONE ELSE HAS GOT, NOT TAKING ANY NOTICE THAT IT COULD HURT THEM, BUT THAT IT ONLY BENEFITS YOURSELF."
"Excuse me?!" Bex shouted, "I didn't take anything."
"You had your own buisness with Macey and Liz, but you were jealous because I gave Kai more attention that you. But I had to, he didn't have long to live, what would you do? What if you had a brother or sister that was dying? What would you do? Ignore them?" By now Cammie was crying, because of the memories playing in her mind, of the last few weeks of Kai's life, that she spent with him.
Bex screwed up her forehead, and noticed through her peripheral vision that Zach and Grant were heading back their way. She didn't do anything, nor say anything, because honestly she was speechless.

Once, the boys had gotten close enough, Zach rushed over to Cammie wrapping his arms around her, and whispering words to her, asking her what was wrong. Grant walked over to Bex, asking her about what happened.

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Zach took Cammie away from them, and sat down on a picnic bench close by with her, "Cam." He said to her, quietly. "Babe, what happened?"
"Bex...Kai...Jealous...He's gone." He only heard certain parts, as she sobbed, and hiccupped, while explaining to him. He tried to put 2+2 together, to figure out what she was talking about.
"Bex was jealous of Kai when he was here?" Zach asked, and that seemed to cause more tears to fall from eyes onto her hands, which were placed in her lap. She shook her head.
She seemed to compose herself, to talk now.
"Bex was jealous of the fact that I spent more time with Kai, just before he died. Besides, meanwhile having her separate issues with Macey and Liz. But she blames me. Zach, she hasn't changed." She explained. He nodded, understandingly.
"I know." He whispered. Wrapping his arms around her, and placing a kiss on her forehead.

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Cammie hadn't been able to concentrate all day. How could a day, be so bombarded with old ruins and shrapnel, that it would in a matter of minutes, possibly ruin a whole week, day or even month for her. Bex had made Cammie's junior year hell, she never knew her friend could be so cruel, or should he say Ex-Bestfriend?

It was finally Civics and at least, 1. She spent it with Zach and 2. Bex didn't share that class with her. She walked in, seeing Zach at their usual space, and made a bee-line to their table, and sat down. He entwined their fingers under the table, their hands resting on her lap.
He smiled at her gently, and she smiled back, her mood presently evident in her eyes.

Mr Solomon began talking about the current topic they were on, something about Gun laws or violence. Cammie wasn't paying attention anyway, her eyes were fixed on her and Zach's hands, even though her mind was somewhere completely different. Thinking about everything. Kai. Bex. Grant. Zach. Zach especially. Herself. Macey. Liz.

"Cam." She heard someone whisper. Mr Solomon?! They whispered again, "Cammie." No, Zach. She looked at him.
"What you thinking about?" He asked, seemed the class must be doing work now, since Mr Solomon was sat at his desk, reading the paper and everyone was talking and writing.
"Everything." She sighed, looking at the board ahead, behind Mr Solomons' head, then at Zach's work, and picked up her pen and began writing.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked.
"Not really, I mean. I've kept it in so long, it feels natural to me, but before this morning, I've never thought about it so much. Not even about Kai's death, the way I felt afterwards. It was just grief, now it seems like more than that." She said, and he listened to every word.

He nodded, "Did you know?" She continued.
"What?" He asked.
"That Bex hadn't really changed."
"Yeah, I just knew. But Grant didn't believe me, I guess she would have never kept the secret that long herself anyway." He said.
"Why didn't you say anything? You could have told me, and I might have been able to avoid what happened this morning." Cammie whisper-shouted.
"Miss Morgan, I hope they are whisper-shouts of confidence towards an opinion for the topic."
"Of course, Mr Solomon." She said, nodding. He looked back down at his paper, and Cammie looked back at Zach, her eyebrows knitted together.
He gave her a sympathetic look, "Cam, I'm sorry. I would have done anything I could to prevent what happened this morning between you and Bex." He said.

Cammie didn't know if It was down so much being on her mind currently, or just the emotion she felt, but she rolled her eyes, just as the bell rang and said, "Zach, really? You could have prevented it, but you didn't try, nor say anything to me."
"Cam, I said I'm sorry. What can I do?" He asked, as they stood from their seat, and made their way to the door.
"Nothing." She said, then sighed, looking down then looked him in the eyes, "There's nothing you can do." Then she walked away into the sea of crowded high school students that filled the halls. And all he could do, was watch her walk away, as he didn't know what else to say.

That night, Cammie couldn't sleep. The thoughts in her mind like voices shouted through a thousand megaphones, over and over again. She lay in her bed, feeling lost.

Then she heard a constant tapping on her window, and somehow jump up on the small balcony outside her window. She climbed out of bed, walked over to the window, and drew the thin curtain away. Zach.

He stood outside, the strong wind blowing at the slightly longer top of his hair, and you could see that it was biting at his nose. He mouthed to her 'open it' and pointed to the inside of the window where the knob was. She did, and he climbed in.

He took hold of her hand, and pulled her over to the bed with him, sitting down with her. "I had to talk to you. Cam, you have to know that I'm here for you, and I always will be."

"I know that, Zach." She smiled. He shook his head.
"No, you don't understand. I do what I do, to protect you." He said.
"What let a fight like this morning occur between me and my bitchy-ex-bestfriend?"
"No! I didn't mean for that to happen. It wasn't my fault. Cam, I had a hunch, a hunch that I didn't feel relevant to speak about straight away, until I had seen evidence of it, and until I had talked to Grant."
"But you could have talked to me." She said.

"No I couldn't!" He said, his voice rising a little, "Cam, you would have never believed me. You were so wrapped up in Bexs' so called 'amazingness' that you would have never listened."
"I'll always listen to you, Zach." She said.
"I know. But you have to trust me."
"I do, I just feel that if you told me, then that fight would have never happened." She said.
"Cam, it's not my fault!" He said, his voice raising again. "I told you already, I wasn't certain."
She stood, and took a step back, "Zach, don't." She said.
He stood also, "Trust me." He said. She shook her head, then nodded.
"I do. I just don't know-I don't know what to think. I can't stop thinking-" He took another step towards her, placing both hands on her shoulders, and crushing his lips down on hers, cutting her off.

She kissed back after a moment, her hand rested on his cheek, in a way pulling him closer. He slid his hands down her arms, snaking his arms securely around her waist, pulling her closer. They pulled away for a moment, then she pulled him back in for another.

Breathlessly, they both pulled back after a few minutes, he looked her in the eyes, catching his breath. "I'll always be here for you." He breathed out, "You, know that."
She nodded, "I know." She sighed, resting her head against his chest. "And I love you for that."
"I love you too." He said, his breathing now leveled out.
"Stay with me?" She asked, and he nodded. He unzipped his coat, then climbed in the her bed with her, wrapping an arm around her, as her head rested on his chest.

She heard the calm rhythmic beat of his heart as they lay there, before she closed her eyes, the voices in her head now quieter, much quieter as she fell lightly into the darkness, comfortably.

Ooooooo tension...Oooooo kissing...Oooooo.
R&R to find out what happenss nextttt!