A/N: Thanks guys for the reviews and followings. I woke up yesterday morning with twenty emails all from fanfiction! If anyone has any ideas about the story let me know by reviewing or through PM and I'll get back to you. Just a quick note, I have changed the first chapter a bit to make the story more interesting, I hope.

Cammie's POV

I hurriedly wandered the busy corridors as I tried to find English. So much for Zach helping me! In the end I was only about three minutes late, so not too bad. As I walked into the classroom, the teacher called me over immediately.

"Ah, you must be Cameron. Nice to meet you." He says as he firmly shakes my hand a little too enthusiastically. He looked oldish, about in his fifties? He was balding although he had a few wisps of grey hair. His eyes were wide and had a glazed, grey kind of colour. Wire rimmed specs were perched on his nose.

"I'm Professor Hopkins, your English teacher."

"Hi." I say kind of awkwardly.

"Now how about you go sit next to Zachary at the back there? Yes? Then on you go." I ambled to the back of the class where Zach sat.

"Thanks for helping me to class!" I whisper furiously at him with sarcasm all over my words.

"Hey! Sorry baby! Don't get your undies in a twist!" He smirked at me. I glared right into his eyes for about thirty seconds, and then Mr Hopkins starts to speak.

"Well Class!" he says addressing us all. "This is my first term here so I would like to get to know you better. With the person next to you I would like you to ask them 20 questions and right down their answers. By the end of the period, I would like everyone to have all their information written down in notes, so tonight you can write an essay in due for tomorrow. And remember, no inappropriate questions!" I sulked at the thought of writing an essay on Zach. Ugh!

Zach' POV

Yes! I could kiss that old weirdo right now! (But I won't because my whole school rep would be destroyed and replaced by "gay" which is SO not true!). Because Cammie's new here he said we could go to the library and do our question, for more privacy. This was the perfect opportunity to find out Cammie's secret!

"Right ok Gallagher Girl, I'll ask you a question first then you have to ask me one." I say a little too smartass.

"Fine, but we have to answer honestly." She sighs.

"Deal. So what's your favourite subject?" I ask innocently.

"Probably music or P.E." I jotted that down as she asked "What's your full name?"

"What middle as well?" I ask trying to sound like it was no big deal.

"Well yes, that is what full name means, keyword in the sentence FULL."

"Zachary Avon Goode." I say nonchalantly.

"Avon?!" she says trying to suppress her laughter (which didn't work at all, might I add). "Hi I'm Zach Goode, can I interest you in some skin cream?" she joked, unable to stop her hysteria.

"Oh shut up! At least I was honest! Anyway, what's your hidden talent?" I asked digging a little bit deeper.

"I don't know, em…I can fit my fist in my mouth?" She says.

"Wow! That's amazing!" I say sarcastically. "so do you just go up to people and say" I attempt putting my fist in my mouth "Hwi! I'm Gammwee, wice fo keet poo!"

"EW! Gross no! Haha! I can speak fluent Japanese! Put that one down instead!" she says as I wipe my hand on my trousers.

"I'm sorry the window for that question is closed." I mock as she flips me off.

"Right okay my turn, do you have any pets?" She asks.

"Yes, I have a tortoise called Flash."

"Flash? How ironic."

"Hey! He is really fast don't underestimate him!" I say protecting my bud. The questions are a really good way to get to know somebody! By question 15, I begin to ask more deeply now.

"So what's your biggest secret?" I ask smartly.

"I don't have any."

"Yeah you do, everyone has. Now what's yours?"

"I'm telling you I don't have one!" she says annoyance coming through in her tone.

"Well Macey and Bex says you're going through a tough time now, so why won't you tell me when you've told them!" I say angrily. After that statement think of what I just said. Fuck!

"What?!" she almost choked out.

"What I meant to say i-"

"I just move here for my first day and you, an absolute asshole might I add, want to know why I'm going through a tough time!" I instantly wanted to take back my words.

"Look Cam-"

"You must be thinking, oh she's just another girl I can get in my bed! I see you with your posse of girls who would do anything for you!" Anger started to bubble inside me.

"Hey! That's not true!" I almost bellowed.

"Yes it is, and you know it! You must be thinking what moving schools? How is that a 'hard time' and you wanna know what it is? Well my dad just died, in fact was shot! Right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it! How do you think that would make me feel! How do you think that would make you feel?!" She cried, tears now streaming down her face. Thank god nobody else was in the room.

Then it was silent. All you could hear was my steady breathing and Cammie's choked breaths.

"Cammie I'm so sorry. I had no idea and you have every right to be mad at me." She looked at me, just inspecting my face, then collected her belonging and left. I didn't try to stop her, I just sat there recollecting my thoughts of what had just happened.

There you go folks! I hope that was a bit more exciting and please remember to review!