I'm sorry it has taken me so long to update. I've been very busy with school and haven't felt like writing. This theme is late for the holiday, but enjoy it.
this is the same chapter sorry but there was a word that was bugging me a lot and i felt the need to fix it.
Cammie was in the bathroom changing into her super cute Greek Goddess Halloween costume when she heard Macey's voice shout, "Cam hurry up! You're going to make us late for the party! We're supposed to meet Bex and Liz there in 20 minutes, and I still need to do your hair and makeup!"
"Alright! Relax." She started laughing. "Come on in and you can start."
Macey rushed into the bathroom and immediately started braiding her hair back into a elegant looking bun and pinned her bangs back onto the top of her head in a small poof. Then she moved onto the makeup. She applied foundation and bronzer to Cammie's face, curled her eyelashes and applied dark mascara. A little shimmering gold eye shadow really made her eyes sparkle, and Macey is a pro at applying liquid eyeliner, thank god we have her!
Ten minutes later Macey took and step back and smiled, "Your done Cam. Lets go!"
The girls entered Grant's house where he and a couple other boys from the basketball team were throwing a huge Halloween party along with a haunted house. To say Grant's house was really big would be an understatement. The second they entered the party they were hugged tightly by Liz and Bex.
"Guys, you need to let me go. Too hard to breath!" Cammie choked out.
Bex gasped and stepped back right away, "Ooh sorry Cam." Right away Cam saw Bex's amazing Halloween costume. She was dressed as a policewoman. She wore a super tight and short navy blue police dress. She had a hat and knee-high boots on, and to complete her costume a pair of handcuffs dangled off her hip.
Macey quickly asked while smirking, "And how many times has Grant said you look hot tonight Bex?"
Anyone could see Bex was clearly blushing.
She answered, "Nine times."
Cammie rolled my eyes, and Macey just grinned. Liz stood quietly next to Bex, and right away Cammie was amazed with her costume too! Liz was dressed up as an Eskimo. She had on a short brown jacket with a fuzzy hood framing her face. She had little mittens, and fuzzy boots on her feet. On her face was glittering silver eye shadow and pale pink lip-gloss. To summarize Liz's outfit, she looked adorable.
Bex was jumping up and down with her hand shot strait up in the air.
"Yes Bex?" Macey raised her eyebrow.
"Can we go in the haunted house? Liz didn't want to go in until you guys got here. Now that you are, we have to go in! Let's go!" Right away Bex grabbed Cammie's arm and started dragging her toward the haunted house.
They stood right outside the entrance to the haunted house that was put up as an expansion from Grants house only a couple yards away. Liz was fuming with the zipper on her jacket, Macey was examining her hair for any split ends, and Cammie didn't really care. "Are you guys ready?" Bex was way too excited to go in.
"As ready as we'll ever be. Let's go." Cam answered her. The four friends linked arms and walked through the dark entrance into the haunted house. Right away the heavy door closed after them with a bang, shutting them in the dark. Liz asked, "Guys, how did the door automatically shut?"
Macey sighed, "Don't get nervous now Liz, there was probably some trigger that picks up when people enter the haunted house. It then would shut the door."
"Right. Just stay in front of me."
Cammie had to interrupt though. "You know Liz, it's always the people in the back who go missing first." This got her moving. Liz jumped up to the front of the line next to Bex.
They walked through the haunted house which turned out it sort of resembled a maze. There were different doors and rooms with various themes that would either lead to another hallway, or the door was locked, which meant it was a dead end. The football team agreed to dress up and hide in the haunted house. It was their job to pop out and grab the people passing through. Since they knew it was the football team they wasn't too scared, until one of them grabbed Liz's ankles. Then she started getting nervous.
"Guys this door is locked. We need to turn around." Bex said. They were in a small room with flashing lights making it hard to see each other clearly. There were spider webs on the floor. And from somewhere in the room or ceiling a fan was blowing blasting their hair all around their faces. It was really hard to hear too.
"Oh for gods sake lets just kick the door down. I'm getting tired of wandering around lost in here!" Macey screamed.
"Macey we can't just kick the door down! Come one lets turn around and go in a different direction." Cammie started to turn around. She left the room and turned right, into an extremely narrow hallway. She reached out along the rough walls and let her hands guide the way. She felt another fan from up above, what was with all the fans in here? It was already cold and the fan just made her get goose bumps all over her arms. Suddenly Cam stopped and listened. She didn't hear the girls' footsteps behind her. Cammie whipped around, and hit the side of her head. No one was behind her. The girls were probably still in the room trying to kick the door down. Was she supposed to go back looking for them or make it through the haunted house by herself? After a moment Cam decided to just keep going forward.
Twenty minutes later she was still wandering through the haunted house jumping every single time a heard a creak or moan of the wooden floors. She hadn't heard anything in the last few minutes though so her nerves started to calm down, hoping she'd reached the end of the house. Cammie went around a corner and hopped over a metal fence into a large room full of dead corpses and graves. She tiptoed through the grass, moss, and dirt that covered the graves. It was completely silent in this room, which scared her the most. All of a sudden Cammie felt an arm wrap around her waist, pulling her back a step. Immediately the air seemed to have left her lungs, and she let out a high pitched scream. A hand clasped over her mouth, and she tried turn around, but the mysterious arm was too strong. Cammie felt warm breathe near her ear, "Sshh Cammie. It's just me. Zach." A moment later the arm released its grip around her waist a little bit, and Cammie spun around. She turned around conveniently into Zach's arms.
There was Zach smiling down at her, and all she could do was smile back. They starred at each other, and both waited for Cammie's heart rate to slow down to a steady pace. Finally her best friend was back. He had been gone, visiting with his father for the past two weeks.
"You're back!" Cammie jumped up and threw her arms around his neck. He hugged her back.
"Yes I am, and I'm glad I'm back. I missed you!"
"Me too! How was your visit?"
"It was good to see my dad. It had been awhile."
"Well I'm glad you got to spend some time with him then. What did you guys do?"
Zach took a step back and lifted up his shirt to reveal a dark bruise on his ribs. "We played a lot of paintball." He started laughing and Cammie reached out to poke the bruise.
"Ouch! Cammie don't touch it!" Both of them started laughing though.
"What else besides shooting at each other?"
Zach hesitated and his smile vanished. "Well we had some time to talk. He gave me some news."
Cammie was about to reply, but a girl's strident scream sounded through the whole haunted house, and a chain saw went off somewhere.
"Zach I'm glad your back. But we'd better talk later when we've gotten out of here. I really need helping getting out!"
An evil look appeared on Zach's face. "Are you admitting you need my help?" He raised an eyebrow.
Cammie rolled her eyes, "You can be exasperating sometimes you know that, but yes I need your help."
"Lets go then. I shall lead the goddess out of the labyrinth. I like your costume by the way." Zach placed his hand on Cammie's back and nudged her forward. He led her through different doors and rooms till ten minutes later they reached a slide. Zach looked at Cammie waiting for her to slide down, but she just shook her head.
"No way. You go first. We might be sliding down to a huge room full of gross spaghetti that's supposed to resemble brains or something!" This made Zach laugh.
"Alright then. I'll tell you what's down there." They switched positions and Zach slid down the slide. A moment later she heard him yell up at her, "Come on down Cam. It's alright."
"What's down there?"
"Just trust me Cam." She sighed and then slid down the slide. At the bottom she looked up to see Zach in front of her surrounded by Macey, Grant, Bex, Jonas, and Liz.
Bex rushed forward. "Cammie we lost you in there! You shouldn't have ditched us! We found our way out a minute later."
Cammie couldn't believe this. "How'd you get out so fast?"
"Bex got annoyed and succeeded in kicking the door down. Turns out all the locked doors, if you kick them down, will lead to the slide." Liz explained.
"Yeah thanks for ruining my haunted house Bex. We worked hard on that." Grant put his arm around her shoulders. Both Bex and Cammie shook their heads. "Jonas and I sent Zach in there to go find you. I guess that didn't take long." Zach grinned.
"Yeah he helped me get out. I would have been able to find my way eventually though."
Zach leaned down to her level and whispered in her ear, "Just say thank you."
"Thanks Zach." She gave him a fake grimace.
"Anytime Cam, anytime."
That night Cammie sat on her bed with her journal sitting gently on her knee. Soft music played through her room, and the pen she held in her hand sped down the lines of the page.
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.
Tonight was one of the many nights that proves a strong bond has formed between Zach and I. I trusted him enough to lead me through the haunted house. The whole time he was there, I wasn't scared. I felt safe and trusted him. After we got out of the haunted house we went back to the Halloween party inside Grant's house. For a while though Zach and I went outside and sat on the deck. We got back to our conversation about how his visit was with his father. Zach told me the news his father shared with him was that he had the opportunity to chose which parent to live with. This is the first time he has been given the chance to choose which parent he wants to live with. Zach isn't sure at the moment, which he'll choose, but one thing we are both sure about is how hurt we both will be. I started crying when he said he is considering moving to live with his dad. I can't even imagine my life without him now. Things just wouldn't go back to the way they were before he got here. Too much has changed because of him, in a good way of course.
Zach and I have a bond, but I'm afraid it might be torn apart.