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Chapter 5

Cammie POV

Me and Mom are going to Zach's house tonight for a 'party', although his parents must be pretty old so their idea of a party is probably quite lame. But at least I get to see him again. WHAT? Where did that come from? It's as if I have no control over my brain anymore. It keeps giving me Zach-y thoughts- I've only known him a day! But something keeps telling me to get ready, that I have to look my best. Is that my head? No. Unsurprisingly, it's Macey.

She is in my room, looking through my wardrobe for something with certain qualities. Which qualities, I don't know; but she obviously does. She leans out of my wardrobe for a second, looking at me dubiously.

"Cammie, where's all the…nice clothes?" she asked, sounding like a confused little kid.

"I have loads of nice clothes!" I protested, but stopped when she gave me a look. It was a look that spoke load volumes. I rolled my eyes.

"Cammie, in what universe is this," she held up my favourite hoodie, "nice?" I just rolled my eyes again.

"Well, we don't have time to go shopping, so you'll have to let me choose something," I said.

"Ahh how adorable. No." she stated, before going back into my wardrobe. I have rolled my eyes so much I expect them to just fall out of my head and escape. Not that Macey would care. All she cares about is that her friends looked their best. It seems to work though- me, Bex and even Liz get a lot of attention for our short skirts and crop tops. I do have to wear something over them until I get to school sometimes, due to my Mom's…ugh.

Part 2

Zach's Mom opened the door. She had stunning green eyes like her son, but blonde hair a bit like mine. She welcomed us in, taking our coats and shooing me through to the living room, while her and my Mom chatted. I cautiously opened the living room door, and saw Zach sitting there with his back to me. He seemed to be texting on his phone, but I couldn't see very well.

I admired the back of his head for a minute, then coughed. He turned around, eyes wide, saw me and relaxed. He smirked. It suited him to smirk, but it was quite irritating already.

"Hi" I said, quietly.

"Hey Cammie," he smirked again. I smirked back, just to annoy him.

"You seriously wanna challenge me to a smirking competition?" he asked, smiling properly this time.

"Bring it on," I grinned, then hurriedly changed it into a smirk. We went on like this for a few minutes, then I sat down next to him.

"My face hurts." I said.

"Are you giving in?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I sighed.

"We'll have rematch tomorrow." I decided. Guess what he did? Smirked. Ugh.

"By the way, you look, um, nice," he said sheepishly, then looked down.

"Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself!" I grinned, nudging him with my elbow. That ended up as an elbow war, which sadly he won too.

"So, little Cameron," he started, "what competition are you actually going to win?" he grinned, and I laughed.

"I ALWAYS lose never have I ever, thanks to my Mom." I whispered the last bit, leaning in slightly. He leaned in a bit too.

"Well what fun would playing that be then?" he whispered. I could feel his warm breath on my skin. Then he ruined it by standing up and stretching.

"Come on Cammie-Wammie," he teased, reaching for my hand. "Your food awaits!" I grabbed his hand, and weird warmth spread through me. He yanked me up and pulled me towards the kitchen. I breathed in the amazing smelling air. He smirked at me, and I smirked back.

After a delicious meal of chicken and roast potatoes, with loads of veg and chocolate cake for pudding, Zach and I were dismissed. Zach's Mom said to mine;

"Is it ok with you if they go down to the beach for a bit?" I gasped slightly, expecting a resounding "No!", but to my utter astonishment she smiled and said yes. I tried to control my face, but then broke out into a massive smile.

"Thank you!" I said, and then ran out, pulling Zach behind me. He stared at me.

"Have you never been to the beach before?" he asked, incredulously.

"It's not that," I explained, embarrassed. "It's just that… my Mom is very protective of me." I said, in a rush. He just nodded. No smirk, nothing. I looked up at him, just as he turned to look down at me. We both smiled, then he turned, grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the door. Then he stopped suddenly.

"Cammie…" he said, slowly. "Which way is the beach?" I burst out laughing.

"Come on, kid," I teased, and ran down the path without him.

"What? Cammie! Wait up!" he yelled after me. I just laughed and ran on. After about two minutes he caught up with me, and tackled me, which resulted in a pretend fight, which resulted in both of us lying on the grass laughing our heads off. After about five minutes of this, I shakily stood up, and reached for his hand. He was quite hard to pull up, so hard that I fell over, landing on his foot. He yelped, but sounded so much like a dog I just burst out laughing again. He joined in, but then moaned that his ribs hurt. He stood up, yanking me up in the process. We carried on walking, at a normal pace, while talking about anything and everything. We started playing 20 questions.

After five minutes of 20 questions, I had learned that Zach like movies, books, video games, himself (a lot) and food. I also learned that he cried while watching The Fault in our Stars (although so did I) and he has a younger sister who was at a friend's house which is why I didn't see her. Then we arrived at the beach. It was just starting to get dark, at 7pm, and the setting sun made the sea look amazing.

"Whoa," I breathed. He reached out and held my hand. We flopped down on the fluffy golden sand and I leaned into him. He put his hand round my waist, and we watched the sun set together.

AN

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