Cameron

Just another old cliche romance... NOT! At least, I don't think it is cliche, but either way you can probs guess the ending^_^ but still, please read it!

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Chapter One

Alyson's POV

I humed all the way home. I was so happy to finally be heading back to my own bed and away from all thoes people. I don't like them, at all. It was a three week camp for the musicaly talented, I went there singing but I didn't do much singing at all....

I sighed as I looked up at my pretty house. It has gray bricks and a white door. There is three levels and a basement. The top level is were my sister and my parents sleep, on the first one is were the living room, kitchen, dinning room, and a bathroom, on the middle level is were my brother and I sleep. The basement is the game room.

"Are you happy to be home?" My mom asks.

I grin, "More than ever." I jump out of the lexis and grasb my suitecase from the trunk. I run into the house and beam at my older brother, "TANNER!" I hug him and he hugs me back.

"Hey Alyson! Glad your home!" He said and pushed me away, "You smell like camp." He wrinkles his nose. I roll my eyes and embrace Molly, our little sister.

When I am done with all the greetings I bring my bag to my room and put it away. I shower and when I come out, all nice and clean, I see one of Tanner's best-friends, Cameron. "Hey Cameron," I grinned.

"Hey," He said back. I smiled and sat on the bar stool next to him,

"Were are Mom and Dad?" I ask Tanner.

"Well Dad has been in away for awhile, I think in Chine... and Mom just left for Paris. You know the big trip she has been planning there for awhile with Aunty Rosie." Tanner said.

"Yeah. Were is Molly?"

"She is at..... Jasons?"

"Okay, were is Eric?"

"Aren't I enough to greet you home?" Cameron pipes into the conversation,

"Eh... I'm just kidding!" I flap his shoulder and then hug him. I let go instantly because hugging your brother's friends, not that normal....

I pull away from the eighteen-year-old. Cameron is two years older than I am and he graduated from highs school this past year with my brother at age seventeen.

He has dark brown hair, really brown, really pretty eyes and he is short. Yes... Short. But still a little taller than I am!

He is one of the swim team captains and has a nice body(blush). He is pretty strong and skinny, and thankfully he doesn't have the giant swimmers wings. He usualy has his hair in a mo-hawk, and if it's not it's all shaggy and sticks up at random places.

I talk with the boys for awhile and then I look at the clock, "Time flys." I decide.

"when your having fun?" Tanner asks.

"I was going to say when your eating...." I push away my pizza and rub my full belly.

"Dork." He rolls his eyes.

We play an intense game of Jenga, and then we play Black OpsII Zombies. "Die, die, die!" I scream as I shoot the undead with the revolver.

Tanner and Cameron laugh at me and shoot at me. "What? Friendly fire is on?" I squeal. They laugh and nod.

Fifteen minutes I some how got a get gernade launcher and blew them sky high, "Revenge!" I let about a manic laugh.

"Whooa." Tanner and Cameron laugh at my hysteria. We shoot at each other for a kittle while longer until Molly comes home at two in the morning,

"Where were you this late?" Tanner pauses the game.

"Jasons." she shrugs and walks away. Tanner shakes his head and sighs.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"Molly is.... Going through a part in her life were she likes to break all rules lately.

"I leave for three weeks and hell breaks out." I joke.

"Pretty much..." Tanner sighs and Cameron shifts his position awkwardly.

After we finished our last round of Zombies I went to bed. It was hard falling asleep in my quite house, after three weeks of sleep with music always playing, the quite itsn't my friend. I put my head phones in and lose myself to the beat.

When I woke up it was to the sound of screaming. I rolled out of bed and skipped down the stairs. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"Tanner is such a jerk!" Molly glared.

"I'm just being a brother." He shot.

"A pushy, nosey, jerk of a brother!" She shot back.

"Owch." I lean back and bite my nail.

"Just get over the fact that I'm not some innocent, goody-to-shoes like both of you two!" She waves her hand around the two of us and stalks out side.

"Ooooh." I purse my lips and look at Tanner. He just shakes his head and goes to his room.

I'm left alone wondering if Molly seriously thinks Tanner or I are goody two shoes.