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Splash! The silky water covered my skin and soaked my clothes. Great.

I came up, gasping for air, looking around for the dumbass who pushed me in.

There.

Holding the football, and climbing up the ladder and out of the pool was… Hmm. Let's just call him The Target.

"Hey! Dipshit! What the hell is wrong with you?" I yelled, catching the attention of everyone at the pool's edge. They all started snickering and looking at me and talking in hushed voices.

I looked down and found my problem. Crap. Apparently Bex had dressed me in a white tank top for the occasion.

But I don't get the big deal. I mean, I was wearing my bikini, right?

Wrong.

I looked to my left and saw my bikini top floating slowly to the bottom of the pool. Ah shit.

A voice dragged me out of my thoughts. The same voice that warned me "Heads up".

"Well, it looks like you have won our wet T-shirt contest. Congrats." The Target was now standing at the edge of the pool smirking. The first thing and only thing I saw was green eyes. Captivating green eyes.

Blushing from embarrassment, I crossed my arms over my chest and ignored his remark and said,

"Why the hell did you push me in?"

Green eyes plopped himself down and splashed some water with his feet. At this point, everyone was listening to our conversation. Another thought came to my mind.

Where was Bex? I need help.

"Actually, I didn't push you. I fell in. You joined me." He smirked.

I glared. "I was going to catch it. I could have caught it."

"But you didn't."

I sighed angrily, looking around, not moving from my spot. My bikini top was now resting peacefully at the very bottom of the pool. The deep end. Fifteen feet of water.

Drowning. Death. My parents. Death. Death. I shivered but not because I was cold.

Green eyes talked again. "So-," But he got cut off.

"Are you having any trouble Cammie?" a British accent asked from behind me.

Yes! YES! BEX! My savior! Okay maybe I'm going a little overboard here, but you would be too in this situation. I really needed to be saved.

"Actually, I don't think we ar-," Bex cut him off. Again.

"Zach, I believe the question was directed towards Cammie." Bex snapped.

So his name is Zach.. Hmmmm..

"Cammie? Is something the matter?"

"Um.. Yeah. About that Bex. See I had an um… er.. clothing malfunction." I stuttered, jerking my head in the direction of my bikini top.

Bex's eyes went wide and she busted out laughing.

"BEX!" I screamed, embarrassed yet again.

She coughed, and wiped off some stray tears.

"Sorry, sorry. It is pretty funny. But why don't you just go get it? You swim right?" She asked.

"Of course! It's just that.. since.." I trailed off.

Bex saw my discomfort and saved me. "Right. Well, let's get this show on the road. Bex to the rescue!" she said with a laugh.

And with that, she dove in, leaving me with a green eyed boy, and the title of the Wet T-shirt Contest Winner. Great.


"Bex, I don't know how to thank you! I was soooo embarrassed!" I rambled.

"Cam, it's fine!" She laughed, "A best friend's gotta do what a best friend's gotta do, right?" She grinned.

I smiled back, "Yeah."

Best friend. Best friend. That made me smile wider.

We were now inside Macey's house getting a little warmer after the 'Big Incident' as I call it. Macey let me borrow some clothes so I wouldn't have to walk around soaked to the bone.

I looked out one of the house's giant windows. The sun was just starting to set on the horizon.

I stood up from my spot on the couch.

"I need to clear some thoughts, Bex. I'll be back later."

She smiled softly and nodded.

I walked to Macey's French doors and opened them. A slight breeze rolled in making me shiver.

Not even five steps out the door and I ran into something. Hard.

I looked up and saw green. An all too familiar voice whispered, "Hey."

"Hi." I whispered back, not knowing the reason for whispering.

He grinned. "I preferred the wet T-shirt to this one."

I smacked him on the head.

"Ouch. Jeez." He shook his head and stuck out his hand. I stared at it stupidly.

"I don't believe we were properly introduced. I'm Zach Goode, what's your name?" He said in an all too cheery voice.

I rolled my eyes and took his hand, shaking it.

"Cammie. Cammie Morgan." I whispered.


The long awaited chapter 8! Sooooooo sorry for not updating sooner! :/ I've had a lot of summer homework. :( bleh.. hehehe.

I've already started writing Ch 9 so it will be up really soon! Like tomorrow! :)

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