Expect the unexpected.

Pre-story

"This is the last day of senior year. I gotta make this the best, the bestist of the best!" Laura said, although she was your best friend, sometimes she could be the person you just want to strangle.

Why are people making such a big deal out of this? Its just the last day of highschool. Most of us are just going our seperate ways to random colleges we barely even know about, You thought. Your parents had picked out a college for you, they went to the same college. It was a college that was mostly for the 1st year. A start up, making you used to the new stuff.

You were in the hall way with Laura when the love of your life walked by, you smiled in his direction but he didnt notice, per usual. He didnt actually KNOW about you, or that he was the love of your life.

You shrugged and wondered the possibility that he will ever actually talk to your, or even look at you for that matter. You walked into something, while thinking about the boy. "Im sorry." You said blushing. You backup to get out of his way, and ran your hand through your hair. "Sorry." You said once more before starting to walk off.

You walked fast feeling incredibly embarrassed. You kept your hand in your hair. It was a habit of yours, when you get nervous running your hand through your hair would simply calm you down a bit. You felt a shoulder on your hand, it was probably Laura, but a tall figure blocked your way. "Hey, sorry I didnt mean to run into you back there." Said the man.

It was him.

"Uh, N-No really I was the one that ran into YOU. So I should be sorry, Again?" You said running your hand through your hair yet again. You looked up at him, to see him doing the same thing. You both were playing with your hair. He looked into your eyes, and smiled. "You have beautiful eyes." You blushed, feeling butterflys at the complement.

"Thanks," You said looking down. "Im Cam by the way." He said, putting his hands into his front pockets. He seems almost nervous talking to you. He was wearing dark denim jeans with a belt, holding them up. He had on a brown long sleeve, under a black leather jacket. It was fall so it was starting to get cold out. Chino Hills, is a nice place to live during the summer when people come to the beaches and stuff, but after the warm season Callifornia gets a little bit cold.

"Im, (Y/N)**" He looked up and smiled again. "Thats a really pretty name.." You sat there wondering if this was really happening. The loud bell had rung, symbolizing that class was about to start. You looked around to see that no one was even in the hall way any more. "Um, class. We are late" You said with a small chuckle. "Oh wow. See you around?" You looked up almost shocked that he wanted to see you around, or was he just trying to leave.

"Y-Yeah, sure. See ya," You said walking to you next class, it was gym so you didnt need anything from your locker. You jogged half way there, seeing as you were already late.

**Thats when the (Y/N) aka (Your name) comes into play..

After school you stayed and cleared out both your gym locker, and your regular one. You lived right down the street so really there was no reason not to. You had a duffle bag, half filled with clothes and two pairs of shoes for gym, and the other half filled with binders ayound papers. Also you year book, you would be looking at that when you got home. Right before you left you saw Cameron walking your way.

Should I walk the other way? Or keep going? You thought. You shut your locker and walked towards him. He was looking at his phone, probably texting a girlfriend he is bound to have. You walked a little bit louder, making sure he heard you. Maybe you would talk again? He looked up and smiled again. "Hey its you!"

He is so adorable. "Its me!" You both laughed and you dropped your duffle bag, it was starting to get heavy. "What are you still doing here?" He asked. 'Oh I was getting the rest of my stuff out of my lockers, I live right down the road so I can just walk home.." He dropped his bag too, "Really? So do I!" You smiled, "Which side? Walking home left, or right. I walk right to get to my house."

"Oh, I walk left. I live like 7 houses down." He was wearing basketball attire. The shorts, sneakers. The jersey.. Everything. "You play basketball I can see," you said with a small chuckle. "Yeah, I do heh. You should come to a game some time!"

"I would love to, I havent been to one in so long! I used to play, so yeah definatly Ill come." He gave a big smile. "Thats awesome! How come you stopped playing?" He asked. "In one of the games for champs, a big tall chick had pushed me, and I didnt get up. I guess I had a concussion and a broken wrist. My shoulder was pretty screwed too." He nodded. "Yeah that girl has been kicked out of playing for FIVE YEARS because of the penaltys, its happened a lot I guess." You added.

~

After talking about basketball for ages, teachers kicked you both out of the building. You ended up playing a round of hoops with him, because sitting at home would have been extremely boring anyways. Also he was your crush so that's a bonus. You made more plans over the weekend, and Oh you couldnt wait.