Chapter 1- Everything's new.
And you stood there in front of me
Just close enough to touch
Close enough to hope you couldn't
See what I was thinking of.
(Taylor Swift- Sparks Fly lyrics)
I'm the new girl again. This is the fourth school I've been to this year alone. Since Dad went missing, Mum went strange, wouldn't stay in one place for too long. I'm used to it now. I don't make friends so I don't get attached when I have to leave. But this time might be different. Mum say's that we aren't moving anymore since she has a really good job that she love's in Roseville, so maybe this time I can make friends? Maybe I can trust? Maybe I can love? I don't know anymore. Maybe. Mum screaming up the stairs brought me out of my thoughts and back to reality.
"Cammie will you get down these stairs now before i have to come and get you! You are going to be late since you have to go to the reception as well to get your timetable and map of the school so hurry up!" Mum shouted from the bottom of the stairs.
"Okay. Okay don't worry I'm coming." And with that I grab my bag, check myself in the mirror one more time and off I go.
When I step out of my black BMW I straighten my black skirt so it's not too short but short enough. It's mid-thigh with my blue Hollister tank top and white sandals. Simple but hot as well. I can feel eyes on me but I ignore it, telling myself I'm just paranoid. I make my way to the reception while getting some looks from some boys. I knew they would try to get into my pants but I'm not here for that. I'm here to learn and not end up like my mother. That's not something I want. Ever! I finally get to the reception and found a way to cheery lady at the desk that I have to go to.
"Hi I'm the new girl Cameron Morgan." I say even though I know she knows who I am. We have met before.
"Well hello Miss Morgan. I guess you are here for your timetable and map I presume?" She replies.
"Yes please." I answer. I hope this isn't going to be hard.
"Here you go. And I would start making your way to you locker as well. On your timetable is your locker combination and number. Once you have been to your locker make your way to your homeroom. That's on your timetable as well." The receptionist tells me.
"Alright thanks." I say although I know where my locker and homeroom is. I've already had a mini tour for those two places and I have an excellent memory.
I make my way to my locker with my books in my hand ready to put them in my locker, I had got some when me and mum came a few weeks ago. Not any of my lesson books though I had to wait for them, when I walked into a tall muscular figure who was now bending down and picking up my reading book "The Hunger Games."
"Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going. Guess just first day and everything." I blurt out, hoping someone will stop me soon before I embarrass myself further but thankfully he does.
"No problem I was kinda in the way I guess. Hey I haven't seen you around before you new?" He asks clearly not hearing what I said about first day.
"Yeah I am, Cameron Morgan but call me Cammie." I tell him. Oh he's hot. WHAT! I did not just think that. Not on the first day. No!
"Well Cammie Morgan, my names Zach Goode, nice to meet you." Zach answered. He seemed nice and sweet. But people are not always what they seem. What's that saying? 'Never judge a book by its cover.' Well that's what I'm doing. No one's nice to me ever. No one notices me and I like that but Zach makes me feel strange. He has me finding the right words because I don't want to seem stupid in front of him. How can one boy have this effect on Cammie Morgan? It just doesn't make sense.
"Sorry but I have to leave. Gotta find my homeroom." I say rushing away before he could even process what I just said.
I run and run but not to homeroom but to the football field. I'm sure I won't be missed. I mean no one knows me and I need to think. Whenever times got bad I would run and not stop for hours until I became lost. But I couldn't skip schools here because mum loved it here. No idea why. It's strange but whatever it is I'm not going to ruin it at all because I can't keep my feelings in check.
What had Zach just done to me? No guy has ever made my throat go dry, or made me have to rethink what I was about to say before I said it. I just don't let people get close. So why did I want to let Zach get close? Why did I want to become his friend? Why did I not want to leave here like I have done before? Urrrrggggghhhhhh Boys are annoying! A voice I recognised at once brought me out of my thoughts.
"Thought you were going to homeroom?" The voice asked.
A/N: Ok guys. Hope you liked the first chapter. Sorry if I am leaving you on a cliffy but dont worry chapter 2 will be up soon. Read and Review please. Thanks xx