She looks so perfect- A Tragic Thrills fan fiction

Chapter 2

"Come on Cameron!" Zach yells at his friend who was checking out CDs in Walmart. "Sorry," he yells as he runs up to Zach. "What were you doing anyway? We just came to get some snacks for tour." Zach glanced at the stack of CDs in Cameron's blue store basket. "Of course."

"I can't help it, I love music!"

"Yeah, it's kind of annoying." Zach rolls his eyes.

"Huh? How so?" That stung a little.

"You like every single song on the radio, and you just have to sing in an obnoxious tone."

"I'm sorry that I don't have a good singing voice like you," Cameron looked down, "I'll stop singing." Zach shook his head, "no don't do that. Don't try to make me feel bad!" Cameron couldn't help but laugh.

"Guys? Come on!" Chris shouted towards them from the checkout counter. "What's taking them so long?" Ans added. "Whatever it is, I hope they hurry it up." "You know tour is two weeks away, why are you rushing for snacks now, Chris?" Zach was trying to catch his breath from the little exercise from running around Walmart.

"You know you wouldn't be so out of breath if you go on jogs with me," Cameron smirked at Zach. "I'm down with surfing but do I look like the type of guy to wake up at five in the morning to run?" Cameron shook his head, studying Zach's skinny figure. He was a lot smaller compared to Cameron. A lot smaller.

The phone in Zach's pocket buzzed when Chris payed for his snacks and Cameron payed for his CDs to add in his music collection. "Michael?" He said in a confused tone. Cameron instantly turned around. "Huh? What about Michael?" When Michael and Brent left the band, Cameron couldn't stand hearing their names. It hurt him too much. They had already lost too many people. "He's calling me. Shut up." Cameron scoffed at Zach's order.

"Michael? Hey man!" Zach raised his voice like most people do when they're on the phone.

"Hey, Zach, I need to talk to you." Michael's voice was quieter than Zach's. Maybe he has something important to tell him?

"Uh sure buddy, what about?"

"Everything." His tone was cold.

"Huh?"

"We need to all hang out. We need to all be a band again. I'm sorry but I can't stand being replaced."

"Mike it's not like that, you're not replaced they-"

"Zach I can't stand this, okay?" Then Michael hung up, leaving Zach speechless. "What was that about?" Cameron asked curiously. "Uh...I'll explain it later." Zach ran his hand through his hair.

Chris wanted the guys to come over to his place, but Zach couldn't get Michael's voice out of his head. "Actually, Chris, you guys can take off. Cameron and I are going to visit someone." Cameron gave him a confused look and understood him immediately after Zach mouthed "Michael."

Gabe and Ans exchanged confused looks themselves, then turning their attention to Chris. "Uh, yeah, it's kind of important!" Cameron added. "Sure do what the hell you want," Chris said, "I don't care. Just call us when you're done, okay?" "Yeah, alright!" Zach pulled Cameron away, exiting the Walmart.

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"Michael! Michael open up!" They pounded their fists on Michael's front door to his house. "Zach maybe he left?" "Cameron his car is right there!" Zach snapped. Cameron lifted his hands up as if he was surrendering. "I'm sorry, Cam. I'm a little on edge." "No kidding." After a few minutes of silence, there was a click, then the knob turned, revealing a shirtless Michael. "MIKE!" They practically ran inside, exchanging hugs, barely giving Michael any room to breathe.

"Hey guys. Sorry about the call I was just upset." He studied the two boys before continuing to talk. "You guys on tour?" His voice was emotionless as he could possibly manage. He didn't want the guys to know how hurt he was about the whole situation. "Yeah, well, about to go on tour anyway. We're spending our time here in Los Angeles while we can before we leave." Cameron's green eyes lit up while talking.

"Yeah, there was this girl who was yelling in her car. Typical California!" Cameron mused.

"Blondes can be crazy," Zach added.

"You got that right.." Michael scratched the back of his head, considering he went on a date with a blonde girl the night before. All she would talk about was her appearance and her love for Katy Perry. He knew not all blondes are like that, though. Michael directed his attention to Cameron.

"Hey Cam, have you lost your V-card yet?" Cameron's face turned a light shade of red. "Shut up, Mike..." Zach laughed. Oh how good it was to laugh, soon enough they all were laughing and talking like they used to. Like nothing ever happened.

The laughter soon faded, and the silence was even more unbearable. "Uh, Brent and I are planning on going on tour as well.." Michael tried to break the silence. "Really? Man that's awesome!" Cameron's enthusiasm made Michael feel a little bit better, even though he is a little too enthusiastic.

"What cities are you hitting? Any in California? Are there age restrictions on the shows? Oh! What abou-"

"Cameron!" Zach put his hand on Cameron's mouth, "give the man time to answer, will ya?"

"Sorry," he mumbled into Zach's hand.

"Aye, it's alright. We haven't really worked out all of the details yet."

"What has Brent been up to anyway?" The smile plastered on Cameron's face widened. This dude never stops smiling. "Oh he's been...okay. He just sits around the house not knowing what to do sometimes." Michael said, almost nodding to himself. Zach's phone buzzed again, this time with Chris's special set ringtone. "Oh, I got to take this!" He stepped outside.

"So, tell me about this girl you saw?" Michael asked.

"Well I was finishing up my morning jog and this girl steps out with high heels and a pink handbag, if only she knew that I was staring," he laughed, "and when she got into her car the music scared the crap out of her. She was so pissed that she started yelling!"

Both Michael and Cameron were laughing.

"What's so funny?" Zach questioned when he stepped into the house, sliding his phone into his back pocket. Michael wiped a tear from his eye, getting ready to talk. "Cameron was telling me about that girl." "Oh, yeah, her." His voice was flat, his features clearly shown that he was having stress. "Zach, what's wrong?" Cameron asked cautiously. "We need to go to Chris's place. To discuss tour stuff." "Alright, alright. Bye Michael!"