Cammie's POV

My phone alarm went off and I jumped up out of the sleeping bag I had set up last night in my new room. I hurried over to my wooden panelled, built in closet. I had hung up some cute summer dresses and decided to throw on a little white one. I wanted to look pretty and new and innocent and sweet and- well you get the picture. I wanted to look good for my first day at school. I wanted to be a new Cammie. I slipped on a pair of white stacked sandals that gave me an extra inch of height which I kind of needed sense I was small. I did some simple but effective hair and makeup made myself a piece of toast and ran out the door to school.

I had looked up the building's location last night so I wouldn't get lost. Not that that would be easy sense it is such a small town and such a large school. I looked around at the large groups of kids. The nerds, the dorks (yes, there is a difference), the popular kids and the loners who walked alone whispering things to themselves. Yup, this school was just like any other, it had its stylish girls who could never be without a boyfriend and the girls who preferred to read or keep to themselves. It had the boys who had never been on a date before and probably never would and the boys who had their first girlfriend in kindergarten. I was about to walk into school by myself when I heard someone call my name.

"Cammie!" I turned around to see Liz running at me. Her school bag seemed too big for her body and was weight down the whole left side of her. I smiled; thank god I wouldn't have to be alone. That's not exactly what I wanted on my first day at new school. I stood waiting for her to catch up but she was still on the other side of the parking lot. It wasn't long before someone came up behind me and covered my eyes.

"Guess who," I smiled at the sound of his voice.

"Um, George Clooney?" I teased.

"Sorry, I'm better looking than that guy." I laughed,

"Oh! Agh, what's that name again?" of course I could never actually forget the name that went with those green eyes. He pulled me around to face him. "Zach! I almost forgot about you."

"Really?" I blushed slightly and he smirked. Okay he was a bit cocky, but for a good reason.

"Well, what can I help you with?" I asked trying to keep calm. He still had his hands on me and I was pretty sure they were sliding down to my waist.

"I just wanted to walk a beautiful girl to class; do you know which one you have?" I opened my moth too reply, but guess Liz had finally caught up.

"She has Chemistry, with me Zachary. Now if you'll excuse us." Liz's tiny cold hand closed around mine and she started to drag me to the school's entrance. Somehow I didn't think this was how Zach would have walked me to class. I looked over my shoulder at him and mouthed the word sorry. He just smirked and went over to a group of boys stood a few feet away.

"What were you doing talking to that dush?" Liz asked in a curious, but slightly annoyed tone.

"Um, well I met him yesterday and well, I guess I kind of like-" I didn't finish

"Oh no! He's gotten to you already hasn't he?" she stopped and raised her eyebrows. When I didn't say anything she huffed and continued walking again. "We have to talk to Macey! Where is she?" Liz let out a puff of breath, just as the bell went for class.

"Ugh! It'll have to wait till later." And we marched off to Chemistry. Well that wasn't weird.

Half way through learning about atoms and their structures I zoned out as I caught sight of a boy with blue eyes. He smiled at me and I returned the gesture adding small excited wave, maybe too excited because he gave a little laugh and felt my cheeks go red. With all the excitement going on with Zach and Liz's freak out moment I had forgotten about Matt and his promise to take me on a tour of the town. He tied mouthing something to me but I couldn't make it out so he just shook his head whispered later. I was slightly embarrassed that I didn't know what he was trying to say, but he didn't seem to mind. Throughout the lesson I kept catching him staring at me. Finally the bell went I jumped from my seat a little too quickly, Dr Fibbs gave me a scary look and I lowered myself back into my seat. Liz giggled and I hit her lightly on the shoulder.

"Where do you need to get to so quickly?" she said rubbing her shoulder as we got up and packed away our stuff.

"Nothing, I was just-"

"Cam," I spun around at the sound of Matt's voice "I was just wondering if you were doing anything after school? Maybe that would be good time to show you around?" I smiled

"Are you serious?!" Liz squeaked before I could reply pulling at her white blonde hair. "She is busy tonight sorry, maybe tomorrow?" then she dragged me out the door again. She was a lot stronger than she looked.

"Liz what is wrong with Matt showing me around?" she laughed

"Oh Cammie, oh poor, naive Cammie. Snap out of it!" she clicked her spare hand in front of my face without slowing her pace. When we reached the math room Macey was sat at the back of the lass talking with Bex.

"Macey!" Liz shouted, Macey smiled when she saw us. I guess we had kind of made up last night after our awkward start, but we still weren't perfect around each other. "Macey, we need your help. Cammie has case of," she glanced around the room, even though we were the only ones in there "the bug…" Liz and Bex gasped and Liz nodded "In fact she has a double!"

"Cammie! Please tell me our little friend here is mistaken!" Bex gushed, I was completely lost, and my new friends had to seriously teach me their code because I didn't understand a word of what they were saying.

"I would if I understood what you were talking about."

"Cammie has just been hit on by Zachary and Mathew in the last hour!" said Liz.

"Cammie, those boys are nothing but trouble." Bex said

"What are you talking about? They are both so sweet."

"Okay," Macey whispered as the teacher entered the room and everyone started to take their seats, "I can see you have it bad and I don't want you to get hurt, but stay away from Matt Cammie, he's no good. Neither of them are." And then class began and she stopped talking. See I might be rather shy at times, but I don't like being told what to do. I was no way going to leave Matt alone after that.

A/N- OKAY LOOKING AT THE POLL SO FAR THIS IS GOING TO BE A ZAMMIE STORY, BUT NOT WITH OUT A BIT OF MATT IN THEIR FISRT. THERE IS STILL TIME TO VOTE, SO DON'T STOP. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS CHAPTER, I'M NOT SURE IT WAS VERY GOOD, I MIGHT COME BACK A TWEK IT A BIT LATER. PLEASE REVIEW!

OKAY, SO KIND OF GOT A HURTFUL REVIEW FROM AN ANONOMUS GUEST. I WOULD JUST LIKE TO SAY THAT I HAVE READ THESE BOOKS ABOUT 100 TIMES AND LOVED THEM MORE EACH TIME I READ THEM. I MIGHT TAKE A LITTLE TIME OFF FROM THIS STORY, BUT ONLY IF I DON'T GET ANY POSITIVE OF CONSTRUCTIVE FEED, TELL ME IF YOU DO WANT ME TO CONTUNIUE, OF COARSE I WILL NOT LET THIS GET IN THE WAY OF MY OTHER STORIES AND I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE REST OF YOU THINK OF THIS CHAP… I'M SORRY