Okay, so I don't know if you guys read ally carters blog, I don't really, but once in a while I will read some posts. So I was checking it out today, and btdubbs, this is old news, but whatevs, SHE SAID SHE WAS WRITING A SCENE OF GG5 OF ZACH IN A TOWELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! oh. My. God. I may have a heart attack. But the best part is she said she wrote that scene while listening to the story of us, by tay swift. Which is freaking me out, 'cuz I have been listening to that song a lot lately when I was writing this/thinking about it (but it doesn't really have anything to do with this fic)…. So yupppp…..

Anyways, before I had my mental anurism about a possible shirt-less encounter with zach, I was going to apologize for the suckish updates….. so ya. I could blame it on school starting, but truthfully, I love school. Not the work part, just the friends-getting-away-with-murder-acting-like-freaks part. But…. I guess I kinda have a right to blame it on the public school system….. so yeah. I blame school (and the fact that my honors English and math classes have a shit-ton of students, I will learn nothing this year….)

OHHHHHHH, one last thing, my british friend (yes, I call her that) said "keep calm and carry on" and explained the saying or whatever. I never knew that, so yeah, im excited. Stupid stuff, yeah…..

WAIT WAIT WAIT! I forgot another thing. I re-read the GG series yesterweek and it said that zachs mom (AND I QUOTE! Not really, im too lazy to look it up, but its along these lines) "She shared the same dark eyes as her son"… so I guess he don't have green eyes, but whatevs. I like the green eyes thingy. Not really important, but yeah, I had a 104 fever a few days ago, and im still not all that right in the head.

DISCLAIMER: disclaimed

"Wait." I pull away from kissing Zach. It's not like I didn't enjoy kissing him, its just my freaking mind won't shut up. About Josh. Even though we broke up (well, I broke up with him), it's only been a few days. And I feel guilty. Even though I have every right to kiss this boy. But it still feels wrong. Can't I not have drama one day in my life? (which is totally hypocritical, since I am an actor)

"What, do I smell bad or something?" Zach looks at me, a faint smirk forming on his lips. He reaches down and pulls his T' shirt collar over his nose and takes a deep whiff. It's not the funniest thing in the world or the most original joke, in fact, its corny and cheesy. But in spite of myself, I laugh, because I haven't laughed in days. But my laugh fades away all too soon, and I am forced to remember that I am stuck in a very hot closet, with a very hot boy, in very close quarters. And it forces me to remember that the last time I had been in a closet with a boy, it had been with Josh(We were escaping the paparazzi, sheesh, don't look at me like that). And thinking of Josh, well, it made me think of a lot of things at that moment.

"Look, I, I can't do this. I'm sorry, but I can't go around making out with someone I barely know, when I just broke up with Josh." I say, looking away from Zach, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Well, I would hardly call that making out but-"

"Zach" I whine, and look at him with my patented puppy dog eyes. Seriously, my dad got me a puppy when I was eight because of these eyes.

"Okay, okay. I'll back off. I guess we could just sit here…. and talk?"

"I thought I was the girl here." I smirk (A/N STEALING ZACH'S SMIRK IS AN OFFENSE PENALIZABLE BY DEATH….. but you know, I couldn't think of another word for the way she was smiling/smirking at him)

"You know, I was just trying to be nice. And I am not known for being a nice kind of guy. Maybe I will go out there and tell them you have to strip."

"Fine, we can sit here and talk. What do you want to talk about?" I say, mocking him.

"20 Questions. Why did you come to Roseville?" Ooof. Now how will I get around this one?

"Macey's here. Why are you in Roseville?"

"I've lived here my whole life, and you didn't really answer my question."

"Why did you ask me a question you already knew the answer to?" Score: 1 Cammie, 0 Zach.

"It's not your turn to ask a question." Score: Cammie 1, Zach 1.

"Touché."

"What's the real reason why you don't want to kiss me, because I know that you have no problem kissing guys you barely know." What. The. Fudge. Nuggets. How does he know about anything about me, or about a very interesting trip to Paris that I will never speak of again?

Riiiight. Because everything about my life is posted on Wikipedia. I forgot.

"Why do you have to ask me? Everyone on the western side of the hemisphere already knows!" My voice was rising with each word.

"Maybe I want to hear it from you. Maybe I want to know if it's true, or just some tabloid crap. Maybe, I actually care what you think!" Hold the damn phone. Why the hello kitty would he ever care what I think? Why would anyone ever care? Because nobody really does care, honestly. Not when they think your rich and famous, and somehow, you don't know that everyone in the world knows everything about you.

"Look, it's true okay? I came here to get away from Josh. I'm fine." I say. "I'm over it." "No you aren't, Gallagher Girl. But you will be."

'Kay, so yeahhhhh its short. And yeahhhhhhhh its kinda suckish. But I wanted to end with that quote. Cuz, idk, im a buttmunch. And a fail…. And I should really start working on my English essay. But I hope yall don't hate me too much. Idk what next chappy holds for us… so give me ideas? Not that I deserve them. Literally, I have like 4 or 5 ideas swimming around in my head for new stories. But Im not gonna write them yet. It just confuses me, cuz I forget what zach is supposed to be like (in my mind) for this story. Also, everything I wrote here sounded a lot better in my head than here, but I guess everything does.

Love you guys!

~Jack

OH MY GAWD I JUST REREAD IT AND IT SUCKS... sorrrrrryyyyyyyy. its short. and mostly A/N. but next chappie will be like 4k! okay, maybe not. but it will be long.