A/N The story Out of My Life involves Ally Carter's characters, but it is their life if they were normal.

In my previous story, Protect Her, I wrote in multiple point of views. This time I am trying to use one point of view so I'm sorry if you don't like it. If you don't like the new style of writing I'm testing then please don't leave comments saying you don't like it just don't continue reading.

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Disclaimer: I am not Ally Carter and I do not own the Gallagher Girls. I am only using her characters in my writing.

Chapter 1

Cammie Morgan sat on her bed listening to a soft piano song repeat itself through her headphones. She balanced her journal on one knee and continued writing her thoughts down on the crisp new page. Listening to piano music always helped her focus; it helped her get into her writing zone where the world around her vanished and her thoughts were all that mattered. Using the correct paper to write on helped her too. Yes, she was picky enough to need the correct journal. She had always used a journal her grandmother had given her when she turned 13. It had about 500 pages in it, and had a pink hardcover with a silk-like ribbon attached to mark the page.

She wrote in her journal that day.

People.

People walk in and out of our lives every day. We say hello and meet them, and all too soon, we are forced to say goodbye and leave.

Strangers.

Strangers pass by our line of vision, and we pay no attention to them.

Bonds.

Bonds are created between even the most opposite of people. They are what hold them together, are what keep them close even when the world around them attempts to tear them apart.

Friendship.

Friendships are strong. Some may say it is the strongest type of love between two people. It can last a second, or it can last a lifetime. It depends on how people work to keep the friendship working efficiently, and depends on how much those people cherish what they have.

Love.

Love is what every one wants in the world. It is what we search for in our lives and wish to have as long as we live. Some find it easy to find, yet it's a challenge to others.

Conflicts.

Conflicts will always occur. There is no way to stop them from happening. Sure, you can try to avoid them, but how long can you hide from what will always happen in the end. You can deny anything is wrong. You can also try to defuse the situation so the conflict never grows bigger and bigger. But if that situation grows larger it will eventually burst. You will be hurt physically or emotionally, you will be filled with emotions that you try your best to control or hide from the people around you, you will spend your time replaying the situation over and over again in your head; wishing things turned out differently. Or on a special occasion, you will be happy with how it finally turned out. You will be satisfied. And you will move on.

Life.

Life is full of people, strangers, bonds, friendships, love, and conflicts. All you have to do is learn how appreciate them.

Cammie sighed and dropped her pen. She was done writing for today, and was happy with what she had gotten out today. If you read through her journal you'd figure out that Cammie Morgan had many styles of writing. Some days she blabbed about the latest gossip, and some days you'd be drawn into her writing because of how deep and true her writing was. Sometimes it was a struggle to get her thoughts out, but sometimes she couldn't write fast enough and her hand would start to ache from the strain on her wrist.

"Cammie, dinner's ready hon." Her mother called from downstairs in the kitchen.

"Okay, just a minute." She called back down. Cammie got up and stashed her journal under her mattress. Making her way down the stairs she stopped by her brother Tyler's room to bang his door, signaling for him to come out.

She stopped short of four stairs and jumped over them slamming her feet on the tile and smiling that she landed without sliding even the tiniest bit.

Cammie nodded in approval "I'm getting good." Her mother had an eyebrow raised and laughed a little.

"Sit down Cam. Is Tyler coming?"

"Yep. I banged on his door."

"So do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Her mother questioned.

"Ummm, no I don't think so. I'll think I'll just stay home and relax."

"You mean stay home and be lazy doing nothing all summer." Cammie rolled her eyes and her mother's accusation, even though it was true. "Honey, why don't you ask the girls and see if they want to go down to the fair that's in town tomorrow. You've only got this week left before school starts."

"Okay I'll do that." She whipped out her cell phone and typed a quick txt message to her three best friends in expert time.

"I don't like phones out at the dinner table." Her mom sat down and started eating.

"You told me to ask the girls, I was just obeying you mother." She smiled sweetly and her mother returned the fake grin.

Tyler then came trudging down the stairs slowly and plopped down in his seat in between his mom and sister. He automatically started shoving his spaghetti into his mouth. Cammie had to look away in disgust. She and her brother were total opposites. She loved pink, parties, socializing with friends, and having fun. While her brother had only a few close friends and preferred to stay home most of the time. It's not that Tyler was unfriendly, he was just more reserved.

After dinner Cammie sprawled out on the sofa in the living room watching TV watching Pretty Little Liars. Her phone buzzed with a new txt message.

Cam Cam,

Fair 2moro. Macey & Liz r coming. B there 12. Meet entrance.

-Bex

Cammie shouted to her mom. "I'm going to meet the girls at the fair tomorrow at 12. I'll be home around 5."

"That's fine hon. See you at 5 since I'll be at work before you get up tomorrow morning." Her mom came over to the sofa and kissed Cammie's forehead. "Goodnight."

"Night Mom."

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