Chapter 2: Why Would I Miss You?

Cammie POV

I put the picture of my childhood rival and friend (I realized the second part just a few years ago) back in the cardboard box. "Watcha got there?" Liz discreetly tried to glance over my shoulder, but that meant she couldn't look at her feet. "Oopsy daisy!" she said as she tripped (on the flat ground) and the tiny box of cosmetics flew out of her hand. Macey, who I strongly suspect has a sixth sense that is beauty supplies, walked by at that exact moment and caught the airborne box.

"Geez Liz! That was shipped from Paris!"

"I'm sorry!"

"It's totally okay. I'm sure they aren't hurt." Macey said even as she opened the box and checking each boar hair brush for damage.

"If you wanted to see it, I would've shown it to you." I took the picture back out and handed it to her. She giggled.

"I remember this. It was at Bex's 12th birthday were arguing with Bex for an hour before because Bex wanted you to wear your bikini. "

"Yup. It got violent real fast." The side of my mouth quirked up as I looked at the image again. I was standing in the center with Bex and Liz's arms around my shoulders. Zach was standing behind me with his chin resting on my shoulder. I was glaring at him while Bex and Liz were laughing. Bex had won the argument, so I was wearing my navy blue bikini. This picture was really important to me because it was the last photo taken before we came to Gallagher.

"Do you miss him?" Liz asked. I shrugged. Just then, Bex walked into the room holding a stack of boxes so high that we couldn't see the top of your head.

"Hey guys, what are you doing?" she said, Setting down the boxes and joining us. Showed her the photo. Macey came and at next to us as well. Bex smiled. "That was the best party ever."

"Wow." Macey was scrutinizing the photo the way she would an outfit. "

"What?" we said in unison.

"That boy has got to be hawt now." I rolled my eyes, but not before I saw Liz and Bex exchange glances.

"How do you know?" She launched into a lecture describing the merits or his features like his cheekbones and jaw, which were very blurry in the photo.

She ended with, "And THAT is why."

"It doesn't matter. He's a civilian. It's not like I'm going to see him again." Liz and Bex hugged me.

"Oh sweetie," Liz's southern accent was very reassuring,"It's okay. I know you guys were close."

"No we weren't," I mumbled. Bex's eyes said, "Why are you lying to yourself?"."Okay, yeah we were close." I glanced up and saw one of the boxes. Aha! An escape route! "We should keep moving, we've got a lot more stuff. My friends stood up reluctantly. I resumed moving the boxes, trying to keep my mind away from a certain set of emerald eyes.

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