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"You were always bad at blowing balloons," Josh smiled at her as she blew air slowly into a red balloon. She puffed out her cheeks, the balloon was barely fully round. It was small, lumpy, and looked almost deflated.

Josh just shook his head, amused. He blew air into a blue balloon repeatedly and in a matter of seconds, it was already big, round, and full of air.

Cammie chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Show off."

Just then, Zach approached them, holding a hammer. Cammie raised an eyebrow at him, wondering if he was going to run that hammer right through Josh's head. Did he know who Josh was to her? From the look in his eyes, Cammie might've guessed he did.

Zach nodded at her nonchalantly, "Hey, Ga-" he caught himself before he continued, "Cammie. Mr. Solomon wants us working on that booth over there." He pointed at a lone looking unpainted booth in the corner, "Together."

Cammie glanced at Josh, who was tying the balloons. He looked at her, "Oh, that's cool." He said each and every one of his words unsure and slowly. "I gotta go help out the guys over there anyway." He said, letting the balloon slowly fall to the ground, then walking over to his buddies.

Cammie turned back to Zach, pushing back a strand of hair, "sure, let's go."

Zach nodded, twirling the hammer with his right hand.

Cammie watched him, impressed.

He smirked.

She rolled her eyes.

The two started walking over to the unoccupied booth, both not saying a word. But Cammie carefully and casually glanced at Zach from time to time. But he wasn't paying attention to her, he was too intent on staring at the ground straight ahead.

When they finally reached the booth -that was laying horizontally on the ground- Zach looked at her, "So, ready?" He asked, a small smile creeping on his face.

Cammie nodded, "Yup."

Zach bent down to the level of the booth, quickly hammering a nail into the booth's side. He certainly was talented.

Cammie looked down at her shoes, wanting so badly for Zach to mention their adventure the night before. She wanted to, but didn't want to seem to clingy and needy. Because if the night before did not mean a thing to Zach, she certainly didn't want to be embarrassed because it defintiely meant something to her.

Zach looked up at her, "So... who's that guy, you were with?" From Zach's tone, -thanks to her spy skills- Cammie could tell he already knew almost everything there was about Josh. Or he knew as much information as he could collect from the students.

The sun was high in the sky, burning lightly down on both of them. Cammie looked down at him, the sunlight blaring on his face, but he didn't look away or squint or even use his hand as a shield. He just met her eyes.

Cammie looked at him then crouched down, so they were at eye level. "Um, just a guy."

Zach lifted an eyebrow.

Cammie grabbed the hammer away from Zach's hand, "Here, let me help." She avoided his eyes, feeling her face burning. She grabbed a silver nail from the jar that held loose nails and screws. She pressed the nail against the wooden board and began hammering it gently, the nail slowly sinking in.

Zach just watched her, not looking at anything else but her. Keeping all his attention on her. As he stared more intently at her, her face grew redder, that's when Zach said, "I'll find out eventually."

Cammie shrugged carelessly, "Well, good luck with that." She hoped he bought her bit, because she honestly did not know how to keep her cool. If she reacted, that'd give Zach some sort of male satisfaction and if she didn't, he'd maybe (hopefully) forget about it. She liked the second choice better.

After a pure moment of silence, he said, "Pass me that paint brush, will you?" He nodded his direction towards the dry paint brush by Cammie's leg. She picked it up and handed it over to him, his fingers brushing lightly against hers.

He dipped the brush in a bucket of red paint, he quickly pulled it out. The hairs on the brush already dripping with the thick paint. He ran the brush against the wooden booth, smoothly. Cammie dipped her own brush and began painting her side, stealing glances at Zach from the corner of her eye.

"Checking me out, Gallagher Girl?" Zach smirked, still looking down at the area he was painting.

Cammie blushed slightly, smiling a little. But she didn't turn to him, "what? No." She lied, a little too obvious that Zach had to laugh. Then said, "Well, I guess that's cool, considering the circumstances."

Cammie stopped painting and looked over at him, "Circumstances?"

Zach just smiled, still not looking up, "Well, maybe I was checking you out, too."

-:-:-:-

"So, you saw Josh today, but you were totally flirting with Zach!" Macey smiled as they took their trays of food to their table. "I think you're positively over Josh."

Cammie waited till they were seated comfortably at their table before speaking, "I don't know really. I want to be over Josh, but..." She let her voice trail off.

Macey tore off the lid of her yogurt cup, widening her eyes, "What? Come on, you have Zach!" She practically squealed, smacking the wooden table with the palms of her hands.

Cammie quickly looked around, wondering if anyone heard, but everyone seemed to be occupied in their own conversations. "Shh!" She hissed, "I don't want anyone thinking Zach and I are... are... dating, or whatever." She shook her head as if it was the worst thought in the world.

"Well, aren't you?" Macey asked, scooping a glob of yogurt onto her spoon and then into her mouth.

Cammie grabbed her fork then twirled her noodles around it, "Well, I don't know, he didn't ask me... and it's not like I want to have a boyfriend or be in a relationship or yeah..." She looked over her shoulder, to where Zach usually sat, he wasn't there yet.

Macey let out a huff of air, pushing back strands of hair that fell to the front of her face, "Okay, so, just answer this, do you like Zach?"

Cammie thought about it for a moment, Zach was really fun, nice, sweet, and a spy! She could tell him things that Josh would probably never ever believe. She could be one hundred percent honest, but the ironic thing, being a spy, meant lying. And lying well. Although Zach was probably one of the only people who would truly and completely understand her, he was also one of the people that could tear her apart.

"I don't know," Cammie whispered, "I really don't know, because even though I do like spending time with Zach. There's... there's this part of me that still likes Josh and wishes we never broke up." Cammie sighed, not looking at Macey.

Just then, Liz and Bex approaced them, smiles on thier faces as they took their seats and began eating, "Guess what!" Bex asked taking a bite of her garlic bread.

"What?" Cammie and Macey both asked.

"Grant and I are going on little study date tomorrow night," Bex smiled brightly.

Macey raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really now?"

Bex just chuckled, "Yeah..." She giggled, "Well.." She continued smiling. She was very giddy, and her friends were more than happy for her.

Liz smiled, "Now, if only Zach asked Cam on a date!" She smiled happily, looking at Cammie.

Cammie chuckled, "Yeah, right, sure."

Macey looked over at her, not inputting anything.

a/n: okay, so i decided to cut this chapter a bit short, since it's late and i haven't even started my chapter review homework :/ but i wanted to update, it's kind of a daily thing for me now :)

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