Flee Chapter 9: Mine, a gallagher girls fanfic

Zach's POV

Let's just say today wasn't the happiest of my existence. First the Circle comes and nearly kills the only person I care for in life, then Gallagher Girl won't come back to Gallagher Academy – where she belongs, and I'm getting angry at all of the guys staring at Cammie as if she's some...object. Cammie and I were in math, first period. The teacher hadn't come in yet, and some guys were huddled in a corner, whispering. I was holding Cammie's hand and tracing circles on it with my thumb as she stared into the distance, her chin resting on her palm. Her hair tumbled in pretty curls over her left shoulder, and her bright blue eyes could be seen from across the room. I decided to listen in on the guys' conversation, since Cam was probably tired from the fight this morning.

"Hey. That new girl is hot."

"No shit, Sherlock! But look - she has a boyfriend."

"...I don't remember seeing him here yesterday! And how do you know that's her boyfriend? They could just be really good friends, or something!" a blonde kid hissed.

I rolled my eyes.

"You're stupid, Ty. That is most definitely her boyfriend."

"Well..we could take care of that."

Suddenly, one of the guys strode over and 'accidentally' knocked Cammie's binder off the edge of her desk. She looked up, pretending to jump. But, since she was a spy, she reacted seconds before normal people would, glancing down at the binder while it was in the air. She would've caught it if she were at Gallagher - I had felt her hand twitch in reaction. But her hand would've seemed to strike out too fast here, at a normal school. The guy's eyes widened in surprise shock and scooped up the binder.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" He looked into Cammie's dark blue eyes and didn't look away, mesmerized.

"Oh!" Cammie let out a small giggle. "It's alright. I do stuff like that all the time." she smiled at the boy. His eyes widened even more – her voice sounded so pretty – and her giggle made everybody look over. She noticed and inched closer to me, hiding a side of her face with her long hair.

All the guy could do was slip into his seat – which was right across from Cammie and I – and stare at her, muttering something about the teacher coming in. Cammie noticed and blushed – I fumed. No one had a right to stare at my Gallagher Girl! Cammie squeezed my hand and smiled at me, cocking her head to the side a little bit. I smirked back, and, just to show them, leaned over and pecked her on the lips. She turned an attractive shade of pink, and then the teacher walked in. But no one paid attention to her – everyone was staring at us, their eyes wide.

I sighed and rested my chin on the hand that wasn't holding Cammie's, not even bothering to pretend to take notes.

The rest of the day went on in boredom, and at lunch a bunch of people – girls and guys – intruded and sat down at our table, without being invited, might I add. I looked over at Cammie, but she didn't seem the least bit shocked. Dang. This girl had a good cover face. We ate our lunch, surrounded by noisy strangers. We talked quietly between ourselves, and whenever anyone tried to talk me, I would just turn around and glare at them. They would instantly back away. Gallagher Girl was a little nicer, and she smiled and talked back, a little.

Lunch is over now, and we're in choir. I still have no idea why Cam signed up to join this class. I smirked as she had to go up and sing a solo. She groaned and muttered, "Another one?" Bex, Lizzie and Macey never said anything about Cammie being a good singer, so I wondered if she was. Cammie said something about singing a Taylor Swift song, and I mockingly rolled my eyes at her. I saw her quickly glare at me.

How does she hate country music but like Taylor Swift? It just didn't make sense. Whatever. I settled into my seat and gave her my full attention. Everyone seemed expectant of something. They all clapped loudly when Gallagher Girl walked up onto stage, and there were a bunch of wolf whistles from the guys. The teacher quieted them down and the music started. I could tell Cammie was nervous, but she put on a confident face and started to sing.

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

You were in college, working part-time, waiting tables
Left a small town and never looked back
I was a flight risk, with a fear of fallin'
Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts

I say, "Can you believe it?"
As we're lyin' on the couch
The moment, I can see it
Yes, yes, I can see it now

Do you remember, we were sittin' there, by the water?
You put your arm around me for the fist time
You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine

Flash forward, and we're takin' on the world together
And there's a drawer of my things at your place
You learn my secrets and figure out why I'm guarded
You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes

But we got bills to pay
We got nothin' figured out
When it was hard to take
Yes, yes

This is what I thought about:

Do you remember all the city lights on the water?
You saw me start to believe for the first time
You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh

And I remember that fight, two-thirty AM
You said everything was slipping right out of our hands
I ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street

Braced myself for the goodbye, cause that's all I've ever known
Then, you took me by surprise
You said, "I'll never leave you alone."

You said, "I remember how we felt, sitting by the water.
And every time I look at you, it's like the first time.
I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter.
She is the best thing that's ever been mine."

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine

Do you believe it?
We're gonna make it now
And I can see it
I can see it now...

By the end of the song, my jaw totally dropped to...to hell! It slammed past the floor and dropped even further into the ground. Cammie..was amazing! Why did nobody bring up Cammie's singing skills before? Cammie adorably bowed and hopped down the steps, and speed-walked to her seat next to me, her face beet red from the applause.

"That was amazing!" the teacher smiled and gave a thumbs-up to Cammie. "Next up is...Zachary Goode!"

"What?" I widened my eyes.

"Would you like to choose a song, or would you like me to choose for you?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"...I don't care. Whatever." I mumbled, and shuffled to the front of the room.

"Good luck!" Cammie whispered and patted me on the back as I walked past. I shot her a death glare, and she giggled, sticking out her tongue.

"You'll sing Animal by Neon Trees! Do you know the lyrics?"

Actually, yes. It was my favorite song. I nodded and the music started. I smirked, once again, just to annoy Cammie, and all of the girls but her swooned. I laughed and started singing.

Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfied.

Here we go again
We're sick like animals
We play pretend
You're just a cannibal

And I'm afraid I wont get out alive
No I won't sleep tonight

Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh oh
I want some more
Oh oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight

Here we are again
I feel the chemicals kickin' in
It's gettin' heavier
I wanna run and hide
I wanna run and hide

I do it every time
You're killin' me now
And I won't be denied by you
The animal inside of you

Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
Oh oh
I want some more
Oh oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight

Hush, hush
The world is quiet
Hush, hush
We both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?
Whoa, I won't sleep tonight

I wont sleep tonight

Here we go again
Here we go again
Here we go again

Once I was done, Cammie was grinning from ear to ear, clapping furiously. I chuckled at her cuteness.

"Zach - you were pretty good!"

"Zachary -" the teacher said.

"Zach!" I called up at her, annoyed at my full name.

The teacher laughed. "Okay, okay, sorry, Zach. But you did wonderful! You and Cammie are excellent singers. Next up is Joe Ploskini..."

We got home, and Cammie immediately pulled off her shoes and took a nap. I got some food and did my homework – and even did Cammie's homework. Good thing in Blackthorne they taught us how to duplicate anybody's handwriting...but Cammie's was quite difficult. It was small, swirly, neat, and...girly.

I took me a lot longer than it should've, and I sighed at her sleeping form.

She better thank me for this later.

Right after I finished her homework, the door was kicked down.