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I let Courtney through the door first and I shut it behind me. I hear her start laughing.
"What is it?" I ask and walk closer to where she is. I stand next to her and look up at the stairs. I start laughing, too.
Zach's standing there, one crutch laying sideways on the stairs. He's standing awkwardly, one foot on one step and the other stuck behind him. He's got a hand on the railing and the other one holding his other crutch.
"It's not funny." He mumbles. He tries moving again, but it doesn't work.
"Aw, babe. Let me help." I walk up the stairs towards him.
"Good luck, Cam." Courtney says, her laughs turned into giggles.
"Thanks." I bend down on the steps, by his leg. "Hold on to the railing, ok? I'm going to move your foot back then I'm gonna help you get down. We'll do what we normally do, ok?" He nods and holds tightly onto the railing. I start moving his leg back, and his grip tightens on the rail. "You ok?"
"Y-yeah."
"Almost there, Zach." I lift his leg a little higher and set his foot down. I stand up and move next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist. "On the count of three, ok? You can do this. You've done it before. One, two-"
"Three." We move together down the stairs, Zach sometimes grunting and losing balance. We finally get to the bottom.
"Great job, Zach. Now I'm just gonna get your other crutch." I give him a small kiss on the lips then go back up the stairs. I grab the crutch and then go back down the stairs again. "Here you go." I hand Zach his crutch and he gets himself settled.
"Thanks, Cam." He kisses me lightly, lingering just a second longer than needed. "So…" he pulls away. We walk into the kitchen, where Courtney is sitting. "Who's this guy you were trying to impress?" She practically chokes on the piece of apple she has in her mouth.
"No one." She says.
"Oh, come on. Anyone I might know?" He leans against the counter, crutches under both arms.
"Nobody I knew." I added. "Just some random guy there, right, Court?"
"Yup." She looks down at her apple and takes another bite. "But he is cute." She says when she finishes swallowing.
"It's just that you're only eleven, and only about a year and a half ago did you stop playing with Barbies." Zach says.
"I know. But I'm growing up now! Besides, there are girls in my class who still like them, but they don't play with them. I had fun. Besides, Cammie and I got close because of it."
"True." I give Courtney a smile. She smiles back and then throws her apple out.
"I'm going to go read a bit."
"Enjoy!" I tell her.

"Sam and Courtney know all about sex now, apparently. Sam asked my dad and got his answer. He ended up telling Courtney." I tell Zach. We're laying down on his bed, relaxing, his laptop resting on both of our legs.
"That's not so good." He mumbles, messing around with the mouse.
"I wouldn't really care, except for the fact that they know about us doing it."
"Oh." He clicks on one of the apartment rooms on the site that's open. "That's worse."
"You're not really focusing." I say, nudging his shoulder, making his whole hand move and accidentally click on something else.
"You're right, I'm not. Now just give me a sec…" He turns the computer to face him and I just cuddle more into his side. After a few more seconds, he turns the computer again to show me something. "What do you think of this one?"
On the screen, there are a few pictures of different rooms. Kitchen, two different bathrooms, a den, office, and three bedrooms- master and two regular.
"I really like it." I tell Zach.
"But look here," he says, pointing to the office. "We can make that our studio. It's pretty small, but we can fit the drum set and still have enough room for you to practice dancing. We can put speakers in the corners of the ceiling, 'cause that saves floor room." He looks at me and then back at the screen. "And the two other bedrooms can be for Sam and Courtney, or if someone wants to stay by us. It's got a nice sized kitchen, too, and the master looks very nice. That'll be our room." He grabs my hand and squeezes it. "The den is just a den, like a relaxing spot. We can put couches and shelves and maybe a small coffee table or something. We'll figure out the furniture later. But what do you think?"
"I think it's very nice and that it's a great idea, but where's it located?"
"About a ten minute drive from here. Not very far."
"How much?"
"We should be fine. The owner is up for sale or rent, so we can do whichever you want. I'm looking to buy, but… that's up to you."
"That sounds great, Zach." I look up at him and give him a smile. He smiles back, all widens. He kisses me this time and I giggle at his enthusiasm.
"Yes! We've found our place! Cammie, this is great! We can move in before or after graduation, get settled, finally start our lives. We can get married whenever you want, Cam. We'll start our careers, have kids… Kids, Cam! Kids!" He laughs, his happiness contagious. I hug him as tightly as I can from the side, a huge smile on my "What about after graduation, Zach? We can get married then, and then move into our house as a newlywed couple."
"Sounds like a plan, Cammie. We're going to need to start planning pretty soon, though, if we want to make it happen."
"That's no problem."
"Let's go show this to our parents, then, Cam."

Can you guys Skype? I text Bex, Liz and Macey. Macey is in Washington with her parents, doing some campaign thing, and Bex is visiting family in London. Liz is the only one who stayed at home, like me.
I get an immediate 'yes' from Liz. I sit down at my desk and open up my computer. My phones dings twice, and I see texts from Bex and Macey- 'Yeah, of course,' and 'What's up?'
I sign in to Skype, and within almost no time at all every one else is online, too. We set up the video call for all four of us.
At first, all I see is their pictures, and then they slowly all come into focus.
"Can you guys see me?" Bex asks.
"Macey, you're a little blurry. You might want to check your camera." Says Liz.
"CAMMIE!" Macey exclaims. "How are ya, girl? And thanks, Lizzy!" She suddenly comes into better focus.
"So, Cam. What's going on?" Bex asks me.
"News about Zach and I…" They all squeal. Very loudly. "Gosh, girls, chill. That hurt."
"Sorry not sorry, hun." Macey comments, taking out her nail filer.
"SPILL!" Bex shouts. "I want to know!"
"How's he doing?" Liz asks quietly.
"He's doing great! Thanks for asking, Liz. He's getting better slowly. And as for other things… First off, we've found our apartment!" A chorus of screams and a 'really?' cut me off. "Yes, we did. We called the owners earlier, and we set everything up. We're going to go see it tomorrow to finish everything, and then it's ours. We're not getting it just yet, though. We're waiting until after graduation…" I pause. "After we get married."
"WHEN?!" Bex screams, moving in closer to the camera. Macey subconsciously moves closer, too, and Liz just has a huge smile on her face.
"Sometime after graduation. We're not 100% sure yet."
"Aw. I was hoping for some more details." Bex frowns.
"Do you know what you guys are gonna do? Like as a career?" Macey asks.
"We already know Cammie wants to be a dancer, girls." Says Liz matter-of-factly. I laugh.
"Yeah, I'm gonna take up professional dancing. Zach, on the other hand, wants to stay in something with music. He's not so sure what he's gonna do. But he's definitely thinking. So, girls…" I smile evilly. "What's going on with all of you?" I wink.
Macey looks back down at her nails, looking them over again, while Bex just shrugs. Liz blushes lightly.
"Liz, Macey?" Macey jumps and Liz's blush deepens.
"Oh, you know… Preston and I… had some fun when he was here…" Macey says casually. "We're doing fine. What about you, Lizzy?" She turns her head a little bit, looking more at Liz- who seems to be shrinking in her seat- than anyone else.
"Well-" She starts, but Bex cuts her off.
"Did you guys do it?"
"Not yet… but we're thinking of it…"
"LIZZY!" "You guys are so adorable!" "Finally!" We all say at the same time.
Liz shrinks further into her seat, her face completely red.
"We didn't do it yet, guys…"
"Yet." Bex emphasizes.
"Exactly…" Liz mumbles. Macey laughs.
"Don't pay attention to them, hun. You know how they can be." I say to Liz.
"Easier said than done."
"Agreed."