Hate Is A Strong Word

6

Friday, lunch

I'm sitting at the table with Shay, eating our food. I go to take a sip of my drink and decide to just tell her about yesterday. "We kissed." I say, kinda low, taking a sip my drink. She looks at me confused. "What?" She asks. I set my drink down and lean closer to her. "We kissed." I repeat. She looks shocked. "Who's we?" She asks. I make sure nobody's listening or can hear me. "Cam." I say.

She nearly screams before I cover her mouth. "Okay calm down. It's not that serious." I say, removing my hand from her mouth. "Girl what?! Yes it is!" She nearly yells. I roll my eyes and shake my head. "Okay so what happened? Cause I can't think of anything but y'all had to be drunk or something." She says. I shake my head. "Nope, sober." I say.

I explain to her what happened as she excitedly listens with her jaw dropped. "Shut. The fuck. Up." She said, with the biggest smile on her face. "So then what? Did you guys fuck?" She asks. "No, but honestly we probably would've. My mom knocked on the door while we were taking off our shirts and was like we're leaving." I say. Shay starts laughing. "Damn Mama Nia, being a major cock-block." She says.

I laugh at her. "So now what? Have you guys talked since?" She asks. "Girl we don't even talk on the regular." I say, making us both laugh. "Ah fuck, we have next class together and we have to talk." I say, putting my head in my hands. "Oh yeaa, what you gon do?" Shay asks. I shrug. "I guess we'll just see. I'll let him do the talking." I answer. We continue talking until the bell rings and we head to our classes.

I head to my seat in Science and get on my phone until class starts. "Everyone go ahead and sit with your partners." Mr. B says, walking into the classroom. Class hasn't started yet but I guess we'll be getting right into it today, and I still don't know what we're doing.

As I'm on my phone, I notice Cam sit in the desk next to me. It's so weird, it feels like it's so awkward yet it's not, cause we don't talk to each other anyway. It's just the fact that we kissed now makes it feel like we need to talk. I don't know, I hate this.

The bell rings, starting class. Mr. B begins going over what we'll be doing with our partner and I'm actually listening this time since I didn't before. "Alright, you may begin." He says, sitting at his desk.

We walk over to our lab table, and grab our materials and everything. "So what are we doing?" Cam asks, playing with the stuff on the table. "You didn't-" I start but he cuts me off. "Please no smart ass response. I'm tired so no I didn't hear him." He says. I shake my head and explain the project to him. He's looking at me like I just said the dumbest shit ever, but I get it. "Yea, I'm pretty sure he's just giving us busy work since it's our last year." I say.

He shakes his head. "This is so dumb. I wish I could've did co-op." He says. "Why couldn't you?" I ask. "They said since I'm playing sports I can't. That I might miss practice." He explained. "That's not true, your job will work with you on your schedule." I say. He nods. "I know, that's what I told them but they still said no. Then he said because I'm captain I especially can't." He said.

"Yea that's just dumb as hell. Who said that, your coach?" I ask. He nods. "Well at least this is the last year and we're out." I say. He agrees with me. We work on our project and just bullshit whenever the teacher wasn't around us.

As we're working, Mr. B randomly comes over. "So I see the last visit to the principal's office did some good." He says. Me and Cam just give each other a look and turn back to him. We don't say anything and he just stands and looks at us. "Can we help you or something Mr. B?" Cam asks, obviously annoyed. "Just checking on you all. Let me know if you need help." He responds, walking to another lab table. "Dude's irritating as fuck." Cam says, shaking his head. I laugh, agreeing with him.

We continue doing whatever until the bell rings for class to be over. "Alright guys, Monday we'll make sure everyone's doing good so far and from there, you'll be doing this outside of class. You can go to each other's house or whatever, but you'll do it on your own and it'll be due Wednesday in two weeks. Have a great weekend!" He shouts to us as we head out the door.

Class wasn't too bad today, I thought things would be really weird but actually we got along better today than we have in years. It feels kinda weird not bitching at each other constantly, but it's nice that we're not. I wonder how things will go from here.

The day's finally over and I'm walking out to my car. As I unlock it and go to open my door, a hand pushes it closed. I turn around, wondering who the hell it is. "Should've known." I say, realizing it's Cam. He had his hand on the top of my car, towering over me. He just looks me up and down, licking his lips. He knows he's fine as fuck but I just ignore it, especially when he does it while he's purposely pissing me off. He thinks he can flirt his way out of everything.

I make a face at him. "What Cam?" I say. He steps back a bit, still eyeing me down. "I'm having a party at my place tonight. You should come through." He finally says. He's inviting me to his party? Interesting. "Why?" I ask. "Cause what else is there to do?" He says.

I try to think of absolutely anything. "I know you don't have anything, I'll see you there." He says before I can respond. "You know the address." He smirks and walks away. I stand there, confused. "Hm, interesting." I say quietly, getting in my car.