A/N: Love you guys so much thanks for the support anyways before I turn super cheesey chapter 7.
Cammie POV:
2 weeks. It's been 2 weeks since I've started Gallagher. That means two weeks of being lab partners with Josh, two weeks of shopping with the girls, two weeks of hanging out with the guys, two weeks of volleyball practice, two weeks of Macey reminding us of the carnival that we're finally going to today, two weeks of working with Zach, two weeks of fighting with Zach, two weeks of Macey accusing us of flirting, two weeks of fake gagging, and two weeks of detention. Pretty crappy two weeks if you ask me. Well the parts that include Zach anyways.
"So we're coming over tonight at 6pm to get ready and then the guys are picking us up at 8 so make sure you text Nick and Jonas your address." Macey says as we walk towards our cars.
"Really Mace? Two hours to get ready?" I ask.
"Honey, it takes at least 4 but we were cut short" Macey says before turning and walking towards her car. I roll my eyes. The perks of being friends with Macey. I open the door of my car and get in speeding off towards "home". I'm usually over at Macey's but really it's enough she's coming over to "get ready". For me, her getting readies are usually the most painful things ever.
As I park and open the door to the house, I make my way towards the kitchen.
"I'm home!" I say rolling my eyes. Who am I kidding? I sit on an island stool looking out towards the backyard to see the family next door playing football. I smile at the scene.
"Lucky them" I say to no one in particular. I sigh. I've finished my hw with the help of Liz during spanish when I had nothing to do. I'm about to go upstairs when I glance back at the backyard family and that's when I crack. I just sit there watching them with tears running down my face. I get up wiping my face with my hands but it's no use, they just keep coming. I make my way upstairs collasping onto the bed and crying myself to sleep. Just as I close my eyes I glance over at my dad's picture that's sitting on my nightstand. I reach over and running my index finger down the picture.
"I miss you Daddy" I say closing my eyes and drifting off towards sleep.
Zach POV:
"You coming over man?" Grant asks as we walk over towards our cars.
"Yeah but gotta go home and change" I reply. I hate going home, like I said before, all because of my parents. Only the guys and girls not including Cammie know about my situation. I've told them to pretty much keep it that way.
"Come over when you want, ok man?" Grant says clapping me on the back after I give him a nod and he goes over to his car. Grant's the brother I never had. Out of all the guys he understands me the most. He may be a wuss when it comes to Bex, completely stupid with test, but he's always there for me. I drive over to my house very slowly to the point the person behind me honks their horn. As I get out, I notice the car next door looks familiar. A little too familiar if you ask me. I stand at the door about to insert the key when I put down my hand leaning towards the door. I know I should just get it over with but I can't so instead I go back and sit in my car. Maybe I could just get spare clothes from Grants but nah. After sitting in the car for what seems like 10 minutes I get out and go in. My mom is in the kitchen cutting something up.
"Ahh! Zachary! How nice to see you. How was your day sweetie?" She ask giving me a hug after rinsing her hands.
"Fine" I mutter.
"Steve! Come greet Zachary!" She yells to my dad. I roll my eyes, it's as if she wants a fight.
"Don't tell me what to do Catherine!" He yells back. Here we go again.
"Don't be so rude!" She yells back.
"Don't be so annoying!" He yells back. This fight is one of their pathetic ones. Ones just made to wind each other up for no reason. Seriously?! My fights with Cammie are way better than theirs. I sigh loudly so my mom knows I'm disappointed and go upstairs slamming my bedroom door as I walk in. I sit myself on my bed and yell in frustration throwing my pillow at the wall. I run my hands through my hair and ball them up in fist. I tell myself I'm not crying, that theres just something in my eyes.
Cammie POV:
"Bex shower now, Liz come here so I can do your makeup, Cammie I trust you enough to come up with a respectable outfit" Macey orders and I go to my closet before she changes her mind. This is one of the rare occasions where I get a choice if I should look like a hooker or not. Ok maybe it was that one time but I'll never let Macey live that down! I quickly take some dark grey high waisted shorts, a black bando, no show socks, my burgandy vans, and my favorite all time black Brandy M. muscle tank that says "cheers *itches" I go into the bathroom that's outside my room and change coming back inside. Macey looks up and grins.
"Not bad Morgan, I've taught you well" She says finishing off Liz's make up. I grin.
"Thanks" I say and Liz looks at my shirt and shakes her head. I can help but laugh.
"You're such a sweetheart Lizzy" Bex says putting on her makeup.
"It's what I am" She replies. We all look at each other and burst out laughing. That was so not a thing Liz would say.
"Ah that's a charmer" Macey says once she sobers up. I shake my head sitting in Liz's seat after she got up.
"Ready for torture" I say flashing Macey and cheeky smile.
"Oh Cammie, if only you understood the language of Makeup" She says shaking her head chuckling.
"Sure if it was real" I say and Bex bursts out laughing.
"Good one Cam" She says and I hold out my hand for a high five which she slaps. After Macey is done with my make up I have Liz curl my hair and pin back the front. We hear the cars honk outside and eye each other's outfits for a quick check. Liz is simply wearing light blue vans with dark wash skinny jeans from abercrombie, and a victoria secret pink hoodie. Her hair is just french braided in the front and pulled back. Bex on the other hand is wearing her really short booty shorts with low top black converse and a crop top with just a bra underneath from brandy melvile that says "Brat" on it. Her hair is just straightened and put into a side fishtail. Macey, who saw this outfit coming? She's wearing tight black skinny jeans, 3 inch black leather boots, a chiffon on the back sequin on the front pink tank and a leather jacket. Her hair is simply put in a pony tail and curled. She can turn anything that simple into something that deserves to be on the runway. The car beeps again and Bex rolls her eyes.
"Boys are so impatient" She says. We all nod.
"Tell me about it" I say and Macey ushers us out.
Three things I've learned during the 20 minute drive to the carnival:
1. I'm neighbors with Zach
2. Bex is a terrible driver ( at least that's what I assumed when she asked to drive and everyone yelled no)
3. Zach is my neighbor. Oh wait didn't I say that?
Yeah that's right Zach of all people happens to be my neighbor. I never actually noticed but great the one person i happen to fight a lot with is my neighbor! Yeah, small world. Right now we're heading to some ride Bex has been yelling on about nonstop it's annoying if you ask me but I follow them onto it anyway. I shouldn't have come here, everyone sits with their crush or something and that leaves me with Zach. I feel like I've mentioned his name too much in such a short period of time. Disgusting.
"Come on last seat is in the very back" Zach says and I follow him. By the time I've sat down the ride is ready to move. The ride starts moving back and forth and that's when I realize this is the ride I hate the most. I guess I should have been paying more attention when Bex mentioned pirate ship. I just thought it was something to do with pirates in general but i didn't actually think she meant the ride where the pirate ship goes from side to side and higher and higher. Did I mention i'm afraid of heights? We're high to the point where I can't tell the guy to stop the ride to get off and even if I did no way would I embarrass myself like that infront of everyone. Guess I have to just suck it up.
The ride's height increases and I grip the bar. I'm not stupid enough to look down but that feeling of the wind up my back and the pity feeling in my stomach isn't helping the situation. I close my eyes as it increases.
"This ride is bor- hey are you ok?" I hear Zach say. I don't know if I should be annoyed because obviously I'm not and no way would I admit that or surprised he's kind enough to ask or even care. I don't bother turning my head.
"I'm fine" I say through gritted teeth and this time my eyes are open. The ride must hate me because then it just decides to go even faster and high. I suck in my breath clenching the handle even tighter. My knuckles look as pale as a ghost.
"Are you sure?" He says. I still won't look at him and I nod slowly but again the ride hates me and increases in height. I let out a wince without even realizing it.
"I'm fi-" I begin to say because I know he'll ask but instead I feel strong arms around me and soon find my head against Zachary Goode's chest. Might I add it's a hard chest. I open my mouth to protest.
"Don't start" He says and I close my mouth scooting closer as the ride's speed increase. After what feels like 3 minutes of hell the ride stops and Zach pulls me up and leads me out.
"Where are-" I start as he leads me over to a bench.
"They said they're going on a second time" He says rolling his eyes. I don't know whether it's at me or them.
"One second" He says and disappears and comes back a minute later handing me a water bottle and drinking from his own.
"Thanks" I find myself saying and he nods and sits down next to me.
"So, afraid of heights huh?" He says. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah big bad Morgan is afraid of heights" I say talking a sip of water. He laughs.
"Apparently so"
"What are you afraid of?" I ask raising my eyebrows.
"Spiders" He says.
"Seriously?" I ask not bothering to hide the disbelief in my voice. He rolls his eyes and grins.
"Hey, they're just too gross and ugly for my liking" He says taking a sip. He then smirks.
"So does this finally mean we're ok?" He says. I shrug.
"I guess" I say taking a sip.
"Pinky promise?" He says holding up his pinky.
"Goode even that's too gay for you to pull off and lame. And may I ask why?" I say after giving a small laugh. He smirks of course.
"You're confusing, this is the only guarantee" He says. I raise my eyebrows and take his pinky anyway.
"Friends?" He says.
"Tolerable acquaintances" I offer.
"See what I mean? Difficult." He says laughing.
"Take it or leave it Goode..." I warn but not really serious at all.
"Alright deal" He says shaking our pinkies.
A/N: Yeah I know major delay but it's either I write it well or not at all plus life has been busy. Tell me what you think and see the notice if you want to check out the website for this.!