The Disney Project

Chapter 7

I decided not to do anything on Sunday, I needed all the peace and quite I could get. I watched about four Disney movies, and ate tons of popcorn. I also cried a lot... not because of the movies, but because I was thinking about Cameron. All I could think about was him, all our good memories and our bad ones.

"Clary, it's one o'clock in the morning! You should be in bed, you have school tomorrow!" My mom whisper/yelled at me.

I knew the time, but why sleep when tomorrow, well today technically, was going to be a living hell?

I sighed, then replied, "I'm sorry mom. Just really nervous, that's all. I'll go to bed after I'm done with this movie."

"Ok honey, love you." My mom said, with a hint of concern in her voice.

"Love you too, night." I replied.

My phone gave a little ding, notifying that I had a text message, for about the one hundredth time I think today. I looked, and it was Cameron, again. Here is a taste of some of his messages.

Cameron: Hey Clary... I'm so sorry please respond to me. Ik that I hurt you, and I'm just asking for one more chance.

Cameron: Come on Clary I can see you read this message.

Cameron: Please answer!! Ik that ur there!!!

Me: Go away, I'm done talking to you.

Cameron: I'm so sorry! Isn't that enough?

Cameron: Not this game again....

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What was I supposed to do, just forgive him, I don't think that's how forgiveness works. I sighed and set my phone down, why is life so hard? The credits started to roll on the screen so I shut it off, then went upstairs to try and sleep just a little.

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BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!!

What the heck, what is that annoying sound? I thought myself, then it hit me, it's Monday, great.

I sat up, and turned off my alarm. I got up to pick out an outfit for school, then remembered the Disney Project. I groaned and picked up the maid clothing, why did I have to do this.

After I took a shower, I got into my dress, and pulled my hair into a ponytail with a blue ribbon. I looked in the mirror and surprisingly I didn't look like a hobo.

"Clary come on you're going to be late!" My sister screamed from downstairs.

I took a look at my iPhone, and it was only six thirty, what was the rush? I put on some lip gloss, but no makeup other than that. I don't think Cinderella would wear any makeup, I mean she is a maid. I walked down the steps, and stopped dead in my tracks. Right in front of me was Cameron, my stomach dropped, and I lost my breath.

I frantically looked around then saw that Cameron was just staring at me, and my body just paralyzed.

"Hey Clary, you looked surprised to see me." Cameron said, he looked a little uncomfortable.

"Well, yah, you're at my house, and I didn't know you were coming." I said.

Not to mention I'm still really mad at you. I thought to myself.

I don't think Riley knows about the fight so I left that out, but I let the anger show in my eyes. That made Cameron take a step back.

"I thought your mom told you, but I'm your ride to school from now on. Since we have to be close, she thought it was for the best." He sighed, then continued, "I'll be out in the car, hurry though or I'll be late for class. Nice outfit by the way, its not as bad as I thought it would be."