Chapter 2

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~Cameron's POV~

She looked so beautiful, just like any other day. Her baby blue eyes danced with twinkles of light as we stared at each other, completely oblivious to our surroundings.

"Hey! Lover boy!" A sudden snap brings me back to reality. I look to my right and there's standing my Turkish best friend, Gorkem. "Bro, we need to go. Mrs. Flour will kill us if we're late!"

I quickly check my wrist watch; 12:34. One minute until the later bell rings. I quickly kiss Meagan goodbye and sprint down the hall just to skid into the doorway right as the cord rings.

Good job Cameron. You kept yourself from getting detention. For now.

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