Hello everyone! As promised, here is the next chapter!

I have had a really bad day, my rabbit got fly strike so we had to take her to the vets, and we caught it just in time but it cost bucket loads of money. Not fun. She's ok now though.

Sorry, on with the story!

Chapter 10

Cammie's POV

Macey's house, or mansion, was so big we could have fitted about eight of my house back in Roseville into it. We entered, and Macey gave us the grand tour before seating us all on the couches in the giant living room to tell us the plans.

"Ok." She began. "So as you have seen, there are four wings and a big communal space. You will each be sharing with your respective partner; you know who you are," she glanced quickly at Preston, who was grinning widely at the prospect of sharing with Macey. She smiled at him, and then carried on. "So each pair will have a wing for themselves, but we will be sharing the communal space for meals and during the daytime activities."

"What are the daytime activities?" asked Bex, who was sitting on her boyfriend Grant's knee.

"You'll find out tomorrow. A big clue is that we are by the sea, so…" she trailed off, and then clapped loudly, making Liz and her boyfriend Jonas jump.

"Awww!" we all murmured, making the two geeks blush. We all sat around chatting for a while, then one by one we started to disperse. Zach pulled me up and grabbed both of our bags, his muscles bulging. He caught me staring, but just smirked and followed me to our wing. We were in North. Our wing was the size of my house.

Zach plonked the bags down in the living room.

"So, Camero," he said, grinning at his 'wit'.

"Camero? 'Fraid not, bro." I grinned. He pouted, then carried on.

"There are two bedrooms. D'you wanna share, or…"

"Zach. Do you not want to see me in my pyjamas?"

"Who wouldn't?" he joked.

"Then I'm afraid we're going to have to share." I said, acting sad.

"Oh…" he moaned, then lunged forward, gathered me in his arms, and ran up our own staircase. I started laughing uncontrollably, and he had to dump me on the ground so he could laugh too. We were laughing so much, we didn't even hear Macey come up behind us and take a photo – in fact, we didn't find out at all until three months later when we were going through the album.

Zach and I had found our room; the bigger of the two, with a grand ensuite and a walk-in closet. He had brought our bags up, and I had just finished hanging my clothes up in my half of the closet, when I received a text from Macey. It read:

"Everyone.

Spin the bottle. Our room. 5 mins. No excuses."

I glanced over at Zach. It was in our big group chat, so he had got it too, and he was grinning over at me. I sighed, and grabbed my jumper to put on over my tshirt, jeans, socks and converses. I hoped that would be enough layers. Macey's games could get a little… twisted.

Zach walked over to me and grabbed my hand.

"Ready?"

"I suppose." I sighed

"Goode." And with that he whisked me out of the door, and we walked together to west wing, where Macey and Preston resided. They welcomed us; Liz and Jonas were already there but the other two weren't. We waited five minutes before Macey grew impatient and called Bex.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Grant…" she screamed, "He…" she screamed again, then the phone was hung up, and the two came falling through the door, Bex landing on top of Grant. The two were in fits of giggles, and let me tell you, Grant's giggles were so funny it made us all cry with laughter.

Once we had all regained our composure, we arranged ourselves into a circle. Macey reached under her bed, and pulled out an array of alcohol bottles. We all stared at her.

"What? I might get thirsty!" she grinned. (Wild Child quote!)

We all laughed, but then just sat and watched quietly as she selected an almost empty one, produced a glass, poured the remainder of the liquid into the glass to pass round, and then put the empty bottle into the middle of the floor.

"Bex, you first." She commanded, before taking a big swig of the glass and handing it to Preston. Bex spun the bottle, and it landed on… me? Bex, grinning, ran over and took my hand, pulled me up, then lead me into the wardrobe. We both started giggling, until my sides felt like they were going to break. We then kissed each other's cheeks, and opened the door again. The rest of them were looking at us, eyebrows raised. I grabbed Bex's hand, and we walked back into the circle together, still grinning.

But then, evil Bex pushed me so I landed on Zach's lap. He didn't even utter a sound, just said there and put his muscular arms around my waist. It was comfy, so I just lay there. There were several "Aww's" around the room, but I silenced them with a glare.

"My turn! I grinned, grabbing the bottle. I spun it, and it landed in my stop again.

"So… does that mean I kiss myself or Zach?" I asked, pretending to be serious. Macey immediately caught on.

"Yourself, of course," she said, in a tone that meant 'duh'.

I laughed, and then twisted myself to face Zach. He looked down at me, his green eyes twinkling, then without even waiting to get to the closet, I grabbed the back of his next and our lips met. It was so sweet, so gentle, but then it became hungrier.

I was loving it, until I saw everyone staring at each other awkwardly. We stopped, and smiled around sheepishly.

"Eww." said Macey, simply.

"Rank." Grant agreed.

"Frankly, rather unpleasant." Jonas added.

"Ok, enough with the adjectives." said Bex. She was never one for words. "Mace, are we ready to stripify it?" she continued. I groaned.

"What's that?" asked Jonas.

"It's when you take an item of clothing off for every kiss you do." Liz explained to him. He looked shocked.

"So, Cammie. Two. Bex, one. And Zach, one." Macey said sweetly. I glared at her, before taking off my jumper and shoes. Bex took off her shoes, and Zach took off his shirt, just to show his incredible abs. I leaned back into the warmth of his chest, and just slipped off, into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I was in a big bed, snuggled up to a warm, solid, breathing person. It took me a few seconds to realize where I was. I smiled to myself, and rolled quietly out of bed. I got changed into my normal clothes – a purple crop top with New York written on it, denim shorts and lilac sandals. I sat in a big armchair and started re-re-re-re-re-reading my favourite book.

I was so engrossed in my book, I actually screamed when a voice said, "Really? Divergent, again?" I turned around to glare at Zach. He just smirked.

"I'm just saying…" he sighed. I could have made a whole argument, but was stopped by a text.

"Morning!

Meet in communal living room ASAP.

First daytime activity.

Macey xox"

Voila! Hope you like this chappie is a bit more light-hearted, to relieve Cammie from all the stress ;)

So far, Dad hasn't read my story, Thank goodness.

I WILL (probably) update at some point tomorrow.

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Love ya, Elle xx