The rest of the week flew by in the blink of an eye. Before I knew it, it was Friday night, and I was sitting at home with nothing to do.
I sat on my bed, watching re-runs of Friends on TBS, stuffing my face with a carton of ice cream. At least I had two friends that I could spend my night with; and their names were Ben and Jerry.
My Mom was off at work (as usual) so I was alone. Mia and Annabeth had texted me a couple times, asking if I wanted to go to the next town over and go to a music bar, but I declined. I had gotten to know the girls pretty well within the span of a week, but I would much rather just sit at home and wallow in self-pity.
I know. Poetic, right?
It didn't matter. It was times like these where I missed Macey, but of course, she was off getting high at a concert with some guy she was sleeping with. She's a classy one.
Half-Baked and watching the hilarity ensued by Chandler Bing was extremely comforting. The doorbell rang from down stairs, and I reluctantly got up to go see whoever the hell was at my door at 9:30 at night. Wow, I'm turning into my Grandmother.
I wrapped my fleece blanket around my shoulders and opened the door, to see the smirking face of Zachery Goddamn Goode.
"Hey Spy Girl, you look cozy." He said, walking past me into the house.
"What do you want, Zach? I'm tired, and I just want to sleep."
He turned around and shook his head. "That won't do, Spy Girl. You haven't been to the best spots here in Roseville yet. Go get dressed, we're going sightseeing."
I sighed. "Zach, please. I'm not feeling well." Does he not understand what no means? My God.
"Cammie, please. Don't pull that shit with me. It's Friday night. You should be having fun. And you will, as soon as you get dressed."
I looked at him for a few seconds. His messy brown hair stood up in all the right places, his green eyes were looking especially nice tonight. How could I not say yes?
"Fine. Give me ten minutes."
He smiled, and sat down on the couch in our living room. "I'll be right here."

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Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting in Zach's black mustang, and we were on our way to God knows where.
"Be excited, Spy Girl. You're spending the evening with yours truly. We're going to have a blast."
I rolled my eyes, and sat pulled my knees up to my chest. "Where are we going first?"
"It's a surprise. Don't worry, I'm not going to take you to some dark alley and murder you."
"Good. I have my cell phone with me. I'm not afraid to call the police."
It was Zach who rolled his eyes this time, and looked over at me. "You're one weird girl, Cammie."
I sat up, and pointed at the window. "Eyes on the road, sir. If you haven't been able to tell, I really don't want to die tonight."
Zach snickered, and we pulled into a little diner behind some dollar store.
"I hope you're hungry. This place serves the best pie in all of Virginia."
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"I knew you would like it." Zach said after I ate my first bite of pie. I closed my eyes, and took another bite. It was probably the best apple pie I've ever eaten in my entire life. I was used to a life of take out and junk food, so getting to eat home-made food was a luxury I got only every so often.
"Here, try the Pumpkin. It's even better."
Before I could respond, Zach shoved his fork into my mouth. He was right. Again.
"It's absolutely wonderful." I said honestly.
He was about to say something, when his phone went off. He sighed, and answered.
"Hello? Hey Tina. No, I'm not avoiding you. I'm out with Cammie. We're at the diner."
Zach frowned (which was amazingly cute), and started to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Sure. I mean if Cammie doesn't mind. I'll ask her."
He looked up me, and sighed. "Tina wants to know if you don't mind her stopping by here. She's fairly close, and she says she wants to meet you."
I shrugged, not knowing what to say. It'd be rude for me to decline, since Zach was the one who brought me here and all. But it just would be weird with Zach's current girlfriend being here with us.
"I don't mind." God Cammie, stop lying. Didn't you ever learn that liars go to hell?
"Are you sure? She doesn't have to if you just want it to be the two of us."
"No, I don't mind at all. I promise. " Damn, apparently not.
He pulled the phone back up to his ear and said. "She doesn't mind. Just come when you can. Bye.''
He hung up, and then groaned. "She's going to be the death of me one day, I swear. Either she's going to kill me or I'm going to kill myself before we're through."
I was going to ask why he even bothered staying with her, when I heard a high, nasally voice scream Zach's name.
I turned around, and I assumed that it was her. Tina fucking Walters. She was a petite blonde, a little bit shorter that I am, with big brown eyes and extremely tan skin. I instantly hated her, and it didn't help when she slid into Zach's booth and practically shoved her tongue down his throat.
"Hi, Zachy!" She said when she needed to breathe again.
"Hey." A light blush creeped across his face as he looked over at me.
"You must be Cammie. Hi, I'm Tina. It's lovely to meet the girl my boyfriend's been spending all his time with." She stuck out her for me to shake. Surprised at her bluntness, I just sat there, with really nothing to say.
"This is a hand, Cammie. You're supposed to shake it. Did you not learn that in California?" Tina asked. Her voice was as sickly sweet as honey that's been poisoned. I rolled my eyes, and accepting her hand. "Nice to meet you, too."
She grinned, and looked over at Zach. "So, what have you been up to? I haven't heard from you! Not even a text. What's up?"
Zach just shrugged. "Tina, I saw you a couple of hours ago after school."
"Well I am your girlfriend, Zach. I think I have the right to talk to my boyfriend."
The way she said it made it seem as if that the sentence was directed to me and not to Zach.
"If you must know, I was over at Grant's, then he went on a date with Bex, and then I showed up at Cammie's about an hour ago and now we're here."
Tina sighed. "I don't know what Grant sees in her. He could have any girl in school and he chooses Bex Baxter. She's so rude; I don't understand how she can even hold an actual conversation with someone, I mean, like, seriously. She's not even that pretty."
"I love Bex. I find her straightforwardness to be quite amusing, actually. Don't you, Cammie?" Zach asked, looking over at me.
"She's wonderful. She's been extremely nice to me since I've moved here."
Tina ignored them and began to play on her phone.
"I went shopping today!" She said excitedly, not taking her eyes off of the phone screen.
"Isn't that wonderful." Zach responded in a monotone voice. She nodded her head, and looked up at me.
"So Cammie, what are you like? What interests you?"
"Um, I like music?" I really didn't know how to act around this girl. I wanted to just slap her right across her face; especially after that comment about Bex.
"Oh! I like music too! What kind of music?"
"Mostly rock. I listen to a lot of music from the 60's and 80's."
"Like Pink Floyd." Said Zach, smirking up at me. I frowned.
"Watch yourself, Goode. Pink Floyd is one of the biggest names in music history."
"So is Donny Osmond, but everyone hates him, too!"
"I know where you live, Zachary. Don't insult my favourite band."
"I like 80's music! Madonna is my fav." Tina had this really annoying habit of drawing out words longer than they needed to be, so when she said 'fav', it sounded like "favvvvvvvvvvvvv."
I all but cringed. "I hate Madonna. She's the reason I hate 80's pop music."
"Pop music is great! I love Taylor Swift, too. I totally get her. If I ever met her, I think she and I could be, like, bff's or something. Just like us! I think you and I could be great friends, Cammie."
I honestly don't know if she was being sarcastic, because the look she gave me was almost venomous.
"Yeah, maybe."
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Almost thirty minutes later, Tina left the diner, and Zach and I were on our way back to his car.
"I apologize for Tina. She can be kind of…. Over whelming at times."
I snorted. Tina continued to go on and on and on about all of the people at our school she hated. I swear I contemplated the idea of taking my fork and stabbing it into my jugular just so I didn't have to hear her talk about how 'effing ugly Samantha Darling is and how no one can really stand her and she should just stay out of people's business and except the fact that no boy will ever like her'.
"Thank you for putting up with her. I know she's a hand full."
I shrugged. "It was no big deal. You bought me pie, and Chinese food. I figured a favor needed to be repaid."
He smiled, and leaned against the hood of his car. "I like you Cammie. I don't know what it is. I like spending time with you."
I sat on the hood, and held my head in my palm, looking ahead of me at the dollar store in front of us.
"I like spending time with you, too."
He looked at me, and started to lean in close. My heart started beating at an extremely unhealthy rate.
"Zach, what are you doing?" I asked him, slightly breathless.
"I'm taking a chance." He said, caressing my lip with the pad of his thumb.
"You have a girl friend."
"I know."
"This wouldn't be right."
He sighed, dropping his hand from my face. "I know."
Zach climbed onto the hood of his car, and sat next to me.
We sat in silence for a little bit, and he scooted closer to me. "You're right."
"What?"
"You're right. The stars are beautiful. When I was little, I wanted to be an astronomer. I told my Mom I wanted to go to the stars."
The image of little Zach asking his mommy if he could go to space made me grin. "That's adorable." I said as I yawned.
"You're adorable when you're tired, but I think it's time that we get you home."
I nodded, and walked over to the passenger's side of the car.
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I had drifted to sleep in Zach's car, and I felt him tap my shoulder to try to get me to wake up.
"Cammie, we're at your house."
"Mmm." I said, curling up even more. Zach sighed, and I heard the car door open and close. Before I knew it, Zach had me in his arms, and he carried me up the steps and into my house. He opened the door to my bedroom, and gently laid me down on my bed. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, and stood up.
I didn't understand why I did what happened next, but I reached out for Zach's wrist and whispered "Stay with me."
He sighed. "Cammie, why?"
"I'm taking a risk."

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, and sorry this chapter is so choppy. I wrote it in different sections at different times, so I hope it make enough sense for everyone to read.
Most defiantly not one of my better chapters, but what can you do.
For those who reviewed the past two chapters, I'm so sorry I haven't done a shout out for you all. I promise I'll do them next time, I'm just really tired.
If you're a Christian, I hope you have a happy Easter! And for those who aren't, I hope you have a wonderful weekend. I love each and every one of you.
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Lexa