A/N: HEY GUYS! Because the world is supposedly going to end today, HERE'S SOMETHING BEFORE WE ALL DIE! I'LL BE WAITING FOR THE COMETS AND DINOSAURS! OH YEAH, P.S. DID ANYONE NOTICE THE IMAGE I PUT FOR THIS STORY? NICE RIGHT? HEH HEH HEH

It was the day before the ball, and all hell had broken loose. Heels were thrown through the halls, hair brushes and curlers were scattered on every table in sight. Dresses were piled up, rejected and forgotten. Meanwhile, I was sitting on my bed with curlers on my hair as my classmates were cornering Macey to ask them for fashion advice

"Macey! Do these shoes match my eyes?"

"Does this eye shadow accent my highlights?"

"Should I use bananas for my hair?"

"If I stretch myself, can I be taller by tomorrow?"

Their questions were starting to make me feel unprepared. Was I really ready? All my friends were complete, they were perfect, they had thought everything through. Was I, Cameron Morgan, starting to feel insecure? I brushed the question away, but it was slowly creeping back again. I removed my curlers and walked out of my room, unheard. I looked back to my poor friend, Macey, who gave me a pleading look. She was being swallowed by a crowd of adolescent girls, asking for her help. I looked at her apologetically and walked out of our door. I walked through the empty hallways. Each student was in their own room, getting ready for the long awaited ball. The grounds were so vacant that a person could skip on the halls without their shoes and no one would notice. Which was exactly what I did, and to whoever is asking, it was awesome. I felt freedom course through my veins, my curled hair was flowing through the wind. I skipped like no other spy had skipped before; I closed my eyes and savored the freedom, until I bumped into someone and fell to the ground.

"Oh, I am so sorry for running- er, skipping into you" I said as I stood up and smoothened my skirt, and who was there smirking at me? No other than….

"Grant?" I asked with an eyebrow raised

"Oh, hey there Cammie" He said with a wave of his forefinger and his middle finger

"What are you doing around here? I thought most of the guys were also gelling up their hair, shining their shoes and what not"

"Took a break from all that, kind of boring when you think about it"

"Yeah, so what brings you here?"

"Uh, nothing much, I just need to ask you a question"

"What is it?"

"Do you want to go to the ball with me?" He asked seriously, not a trace of joke in his voice.

"Okay, how much did they bet on this?" I asked with my own smirk

"20 bucks if you say yes, 10 if you don't punch me on the face" He said with a cocky grin

"What about I let you live for today and if I'm in the mood, I'll beat you up some time in the future"

"Good enough" he said and waved good bye. I rolled my eyes and continued walking. Everyone seemed so caught up for the ball that I decided to sneak out and head to town, no one would notice anyway. I walked to my favorite entrance and leaning there was Zachary Goode.

"Hey Gallagher girl, going out for a walk?" Zach smirked with his hands behind his back

"Yeah, you know, just getting some air. The pressure of the ball's getting to me" I replied

"Here's something to get rid of that stress" He said as he leaned closer to me "close your eyes" he breathed on my ear.

I gently closed my eyes and felt his hot breath against my face. He held my hand and leaned in closer. I felt something soft touch my hand and his hot breath was gone. I opened my eyes and he had vanished; I looked at what he had placed on my hand. I smiled and hugged the stuffed dolphin he gave back to me. It was clean again, not a single trace of its history tainted on it.

"Thank you, Blackthorne boy" I mumbled to myself as I made my way through the orange tinted halls which reflected from the sky.

A/N: I'm sorry it's short. I lost inspiration and I have a bad case of writer's block. Have you noticed how much times Zach teases Cammie and they never kiss. REVIEW WHAT YOUR IDEAL APOCALYPSE SITUATION IS! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!