A/N: I would just like to say thanks to everyone who reviewed and are following, it means a lot to me and keeps me writing. People have been asking whether Cammie's friends are spies or not and they aren't but I'm going to make the CoC which should hopefully start in this chapter or next chapter.

Cammie's POV

As we walked out of P.E. Macey was busy gossiping about the boy in front.

"So I heard that him and Tina got it on, if you know what I mean, then next day got off with Kelly. What a player!"

"I know right! Although I wouldn't of thought that Tina would've minded because she's been in practically all the boys' pants." Bex explained.

"Really?!" Iasked, shocked.

"Yep, watch out for her when you've got a boyfriend." Macey advised. Bex and Macey entered the changing room and I was about to when someone grabbed my wrist.

"Cammie please, I'm so sorry. I'm not usually like this honest, just let me prove to you that I'm not like this." Zach pleaded. I tried to shake off his grip but he was strong.

"Zach! Let go! I gave you a chance and you blew it, your fault not mine. Just leave me alone okay? I just can't look at you right now okay?" I exasperated. I shook him off and stormed into the changing room.

"Hey, you okay?" Bex asks sympathetically.

"Yeah, fine." I say taking deep breaths.

"Cammie, you might want to take a shower, no offence but you kinda smell." Macey teased. I flipped her and got in the shower.

It felt good to have the steaming water have contact with my skin. I washed my hair and body with some body wash that Macey gave to me, it smelt like strawberries. I thought about today's events and tried to think positive. Well at least I had made some great friends, you always needed someone at your back no matter where you are.

When I walked into the main area of the changing room Bex was drying her hair with a towel.

"Hey Hun, Macey's still in the shower. Man she takes for ages, I'm glad I don't live together!" she stated and I giggled a little.

"I heard that Baxter!" Macey yelled from the shower.

"I don't care!" Bex sang as the door swung open. Without even thinking I covered up my body with my polka-dot towel.

"Holy crap Liz! You scared the shit out of me!" Bex barked.

"Whoopsy-daisy! Sorry guys I was just trying to find you." Liz informed.

"It's fine." I say trying to be caring.

"Yeah, well ever heard of a little thing called knocking? Comes in handy, you should totally use I sometime." Bex said sarcastically.

"Whatever, I was just wondering whether you were ready or not cause I'm leaving in like five mins." Liz said casually.

"Wow! Wait for me!" Says Macey as she emerges from the shower looking like a model just coming out of a beach photo-shoot.

"Well y'all better hurry up, The Liz-Mobile is leaving in five minutes. Do you need a lift Cammie?" Liz asked caringly.

"Well obliviously not, were you even listening at lunch about the mini argument? And Liz dear, don't call it "The Liz-Mobile" we're not in bloody batman!" Bex notified. Liz blushed a little.

"It's fine Liz but thanks for the offer." I said with a smile, confirming my okayness (is that even a word? Probably not, English was never my strongest subject at school, what does it matter anyway? Everything's shortened now so no biggie).

"Where do live Cammie?" Macey asks my while sliding on her tights.

"42 Oak Ave." I answer with a wee bit of insecurity (What? I just arrived like three days ago, don't judge).

"NO WAY!" Liz screams, jumping up and down. Man she was just adorable! Like a hyper puppy. "That's like the street right next to ours!"

"Omg! Really?" I asked, how cool!

"Liz, calm. Yea, we all live on the same street, that's how we knew each other before high school." Macey explained. "Hey! We could all lift-share in the morning?"

"Can't, everyone won't fit in." Liz made clear.

"We could use mine, it's got five seats?" I suggest.

"Great! You can come round at 7." Bex enlightened.

"But school starts at 9?" I asked with probably a confused face.

"Aw yeah, Macey does our hair, make up and outfit for the day." Liz justified.

"What? Everyone morning? Just for school?" I inquired. I thought they were kidding.

"Yip! Macey won't let us go otherwise, honestly its torture but when you get used to it its kinda fun!" Liz assured. They started to dry their hair with a hair drier, I had just shoved mine up in a messy bun, still soaking wet.

"Well guys, I'm going to head off. See you tomorrow, yeah?" I said cheerily.

"Okay, are you sure you don't want to wait?" Macey asked considerately.

"Yeah, I better head off." I said.

"Okay-dokey! Come to 21 Beech Road in the morning. Seven sharp, don't be late!" Bex called.

"21 Beech Road, bye guys!" I assured. A chorus of good-byes followed as I left the girls.

When I reached the outside entrance, I realised it was tipping it down with rain. Thank god I didn't dry my hair! I dashed into the car and whizzed home

Reversing up my drive seemed like heaven. Once again I bolted out of the car and into the warm house, I'm so glad I kept the heating on. I dumped my stuff in the hall and dried my hair quickly. I changed into my oversized knitted jumper and a pair of Aztec patterned leggings. I decided to write the essay for English first so it was done and over with. Roughly, it took me half an hour to type up the notes into proper English and print it off. It was about five o'clock so I agreed to have an early dinner and have a movie night.

Dinner was easy to make, Dad was always the chef in our household, so he taught me everything I know about cooking. Mum was absolutely useless in the kitchen so I made the meals and she did the cleaning and washing. Spaghetti Bolognese appealed to me, so it was sizzling away in the pot when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Cams, how was your first day?"

"Oh hi mum, good, it was good. I made some really good friends who just live in Beech Street so we're relatively close."

"Aw that's great sweet heart, I'm so proud of you and your dad would be too."

"Thanks mum." We talked for about five minutes before saying cheerio. Dinner was good (if I don't say so myself) and I cleared up, so everything was nice and tidy. I popped some sweet popcorn in the micro-wave and inserted "Knight and Day" into the plasma screen TV. I removed the popcorn from the micro-wave and snuggled up on the couch. It was still like an absolute storm outside so I drew the curtains and viewed the film.

About half way through the door-bell rang. Who would be coming at this time and in this weather? Whoever they were they were persistent.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said sliding along the laminated floor in my fluffy socks. I unlocked the door and stood there in the pouring rain was someone I didn't want to see.

"Go away Zach!" I bellowed at him.

"Cammie please let me inside. We need to talk."

"No, we don't! My mum's in anyway, it would just be weird." I lied.

"No she's not, you told me in English that she works and stays at a boarding school." Damn! He was good (Good not Goode).

"Still, it's my house, so my rules." I say. Ha!

"Cammie please." He just looked at me with those emerald eyes.

"5 minutes." I say letting him in.

"Thank you." He says mercifully. I lead him into the kitchen and give him a towel to dry himself with.

"On you go then, what was so important you had to come to my house for? Wait a second, how did you know I even live here?!"

"I got Liz to tell me, but she wouldn't say what number so I had to run round the whole street looking for your car. Cammie, I know I was such an arsehole back at school. I really like you and I totally messed up big time. I had no right to ask you about your private life when I barely even know you. I know that you must be going through a really hard time right now and me saying those things weren't helping at all. Please forgive me and I swear I'll never do anything like that ever again." He said to me. I didn't say anything.

Zach's POV

She just stared at me. Should I say something else? Should I just wait?

"Cammie, please just say something to me, anything!" I say desperately.

"Zach, there's someone watching us."

"I know I was a complete Dick but, wait what?!"

"There's someone in my garden watching us." She says trying to be discreet. I casually turn round and see two dark eyes staring right at us.

"Zach, why is there someone watching us?" Cammie asks as terror comes into her voice a bit.

"I don't know, should I go speak to them?"

"No! Let's just go through into the living room and call the cops." Cammie says responsibly.

"Okay." We begin to walk through when suddenly the patio doors smash open and the stalker jumps towards us.