Hey guys! This is the story I was talking about, but I'm NOT giving up on Soccer Boy. I hope you like it! :)

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Through Thick and Thin

Chapter 1: Pizza, Video Games, and Movies

Cammie Pov

"Ha! I totally pwnd your face off!" Zach yelled, smiling at me.

"Oh come on, Zach! You know I can't play video games! I don't know what the heck I'm doing!" I yelled back. I'm Cameron Morgan, call me Cammie, and that was Zachary Goode, but he likes to be called Zach. Today is January 21st and we were currently inside, in his basement, on his black futon, playing random games on his Xbox 360 like we do every Friday night. I totally suck at video games but Zach always insists on me playing against him. We went back to playing.

*ding-dong*

"Pizza's here, I'll get it," I said as I got up from the futon.

"No, I'll get it," Zach said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back down. He started to walk to the stairs. I got up and ran in front of him. I ran upstairs but tripped in the process. I fell into Zach and we fell back down the stairs. Zach got up first and held out his hand to help me up. Once we were both up, I took off again. Even though we were making a lot of noise, there was no one to complain. His parents and my parents are best friends. In their high school yearbook, if 'Rachel Cameron' (my mom) was in a photo, so was 'Amy Smith' (Zach's mom) they are best friends to this day. That was before they married our dads, Chris Morgan and Ian Goode who are best friends too. Every Friday night, they go out to dinner and come back really late at night so Zach and I hang out because we have nothing to do when we're alone.

When we finally got upstairs, (I won!) Zach went into the kitchen to get the money, and I went to get the door. A teenage pizza guy looked at me and smirked.

"Here you go miss," he said looking at me. "Hey are you doing anything next Friday?" as if on cue, Zach came over with the money. He put his arm around my waist.

"Yes, I'll be here with him, how much do we owe you?" I said as Zach's left arm, which was still around my waist, pulled me closer. Pizza dude's face fell.

"Oh, uh, $10.75 plus tip," he said smirking. Zach gave him $11 dollars and pizza guy gave me the quarter. "What about the tip? You guys did keep me waiting," he pressed. Zach replied, with his arm still around my waist, "Here's a tip, stay away from my girlfriend." And he slammed the door. We walked downstairs in silence. We sat on the couch

"So, I'm your girl friend now?" I asked with a smirk, his smirk. He blushed a little as he said,

"No! I just didn't like the way he was looking at you."

"But did you see how he was looking at me when you put your arm around my waist. He thought we were dating!" I yelled at him.

"So! It's still better than him undressing you with his eyes!" Dang, he has a point there.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, but still, it was a little weird." Zach looked confused.

"What was?"

"How I- never mind," I said looking away. What i wanted to say was, 'How I felt comfortable with your arm around me.' But I decided against it.

"Okay then." He got up and went to the fridge behind their bar counter. "Hey, do you want a soda?"

"Sure!" and he came back with a Pepsi and Mtn Dew.

"Here you go, Gallagher Girl," he said smiling and he gave me the Pepsi.

"Thank you, Blackthorne Boy," I smiled back, We gave each other the nicknames, 'Gallagher Girl' and 'Blackthorne Boy' when we were ten (were 15 now) and on rival soccer teams, the 'Gallagher Gliders' was my team and the 'Blackthorne Bombshells' was his. We were best friends since I was born. (His birthday is January 9th and mine is May 9th) But friendship was almost ruined when our teams went to the soccer championship. But thankfully, the game got rained out and it was too late to reschedule. Our best friendship was saved! Now, five years later, we are still best friends, but there's one thing that's changed.

"So how's it going with the ladies?" he's always trying to impress some poor girl.

"Pretty good I guess. Tina, from homeroom, likes me, I think," he said with a smile. I don't know why but I just don't like Tina. To me she's a snotty brat but not to Zach. If only there was a guy who likes me like Zach likes Tina.

"So how's the boyfriend hunt going?" Zach asks to get off the Tina topic. He knows that I don't like her and that I want a boyfriend.

"I'm at an all time low. All the cute guys are either taken, gay, perverted, or there my friends," I said as I laid down on the futon. Wait did I just say-

"Aw, are you calling me cute?" He said, smirking his smirk as he laid down next to me.

"What! No! You know what I mean!" I said as I shoved Zach. He shoved me off the futon and onto the floor. I landed with a thud and I winced in pain but it didn't really hurt, that much.

"Oh my god! Cammie are you okay?" Zach asked worried. I sat up and winced in fake pain and looked at his worried face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I guess. But you do know what this means, right?" I asked him. He looked confused. He held out his hand to help me up.

"Um, no, what?" he asked still confused. I looked deep in his eyes.

"WAR!" and I grabbed his hand and pulled him down next to me. I jumped back on the futon and grabbed a pillow to protect me.

"Oh," Zach said smirking, and he got up, "now you're going to get it!" He lunged for me but I jumped off and ran upstairs. I ran past the kitchen and into Zach's room. I locked the door just before Zach turned the knob.

"Cammie! Open up! Get out of my room!" Zach yelled.

"One minute!" I called back. I heard him groan. I looked around his room. His bed wasn't made, his stuff was on the floor, and on his night stand by his bed, there was a picture of me and him. It was taken at my dance recital last year. He said that he couldn't make it but he was able to go at the last minute.

*flashback*

Kayla, Paige, Kelly, Emily, and myself went out on the stage to take our bows. Then I heard, "Go Cammie!" I knew it was Zach. I smiled bigger. I walked off with my group and changed out of my dress. (A/N: Cammie's dress is on my profile page) and walked out of my shared dressing room and down the hall. Then, someone put their arm around my stomach and I shrieked a little. "Cammie, it's just me," Said a male voice behind me. "Zach!" I turned around and hugged Zach. He went to see family out of state and wasn't expected to be here for two more days. He handed me a bouquet of multi-colored neon roses. "Aw, you didn't have to get me flowers." Zach laughed and said, "Yes I did. I thought you were awesome out there." "Aw, thank you." I took the flowers and gave Zach another hug. 'He saw some other boys checking me out' or so he says and put his arm around my waist and we walked out of the theatre that way and my mom took a picture of it.

*end of flashback*

I was lost in the memory when Zach pounded on the door again. I got up and went to the door. I opened it and POW! I got punched in the eye as an attempt to knock on the door.

"Oh my god! Cammie, I'm so sorry!" He led me to his bed.

"I haven't been in here in forever," I said despite my throbbing eye. Zach still looked worried.

"Yeah, now are you okay?" he asked me.

"Aw, you actually care?" I asked truly in awe. He looked shocked.

"Well, yeah, you're my best friend. I'm suppose to care." He said with a smirk. Aw, I'm his best friend! I already knew that but I haven't heard him say it in a while.

"Thanks and I'm fine," I said looking at him with a smile.

"Okay, that's good. Let's go back downstairs." He held out his arm. I took it and we walked down the stairs to watch a movie. I made the mistake of letting Zach choose the movie because he picked out 'Nightmare on 13th Street.' We got under a blanket on the futon and started to watch it. Half-way through the movie, I got really scared. My head was under the blanket.

"It's over," he said when it got quiet. I lifted up the blanket and Zach took it off mute.

"AH!" I screamed. I buried my head in Zach's shoulder. He laughed a little bit then he rubbed my back. Eventually the movie ended and we fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night. Zach's arms were around my waist. He was smiling. I would laugh if someone took a picture of us. I snuggled back into him and fell back asleep. I love my life.

I hope you liked it! And if you think this is a fluff story, its not. The next chapter takes place a few months after this. REVIEW! :)

-Liz-Beth :):):)