Friends?

Chapter 16

                Camira's POV

All day Ben has been ignoring me. He's ingnored all of my texts, and I don't think he sat by me in first period. Boys are so confusing!

' You sound like an obsessive girlfriend.'  My inner voice said to me.

Thinking about, I actually do. Right now I'm at my locker getting my things for my piano class. I'm just glad that the day is almost over, because I'm really tired, and I just want to go home. I want to relax and just listen to classical pieces that I want to get the music to.

Classical music has always been my peaceful place. When I'm having trouble it'll always be there for me.

"Hey Camira!" I heard someone shout from behind me. I turned around and I saw Dylan..... with Ben.

"Hey Dyl," I said to him turning around back to my locker, closing it since I had all of my things.

"Earlier you looked lonely, so I decided to walk you to class." He said care in his words.

This is why I like Dylan. He's always there for me. And even though he's a flirt, he always puts others before himself. If he wasn't my best friend I definitely would be dating him. Plus my mom thought that we would make a cute couple anyways.

"Thanks, but you really don't have to. I can just walk by myself," I told him. Ben was standing in the side being silent. He didn't even acknowledge my presence. I think that he's mad at me about something. But I don't know what.

"Well I want to so come one," Dylan said grabbing my books, and dragging me along with him. With Ben trailing behind us awkwardly.

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            Ben's POV

I feel like I'm being a complete jerk to Camira. I ignored her all day. I didn't even know that it was possible. I thought that it would have been harder.

"Hey, you're Ben right?" A female voice asked interrupting my thoughts. I turned around and saw a blonde girl with light makeup on. The makeup made her green eyes look amazing. She was wearing an Obey crop top, mid thigh shorts, gray converses, and a white varsity jacket.

"Yeah I'm Ben," I said trying not to stare. She was absolutely breath taking. But she wasn't Camira. Camira never wears makeup, I would know.

"I'm McKenzie, but you can call me Mac for short," she aaid smiling, extending her hand out.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I said shaking her name. That's Michael's line but whatever.

"Thank you," she said looking down shyly. I lifted her gin so that she was looking at me.

"Do I have any classes with you?" I asked her. I wasn't exactly sure, because half the time I was here, I was focused on Camira.

"Yeah, we have history, chorus, and drama together," she said. "Oh, that's pretty cool," I said.

"Yeah anyways, I heard that you like Camira Sullivan," she said looking somewhat suspicious.

"I do but I don't," I said nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders.

"Oh thank goodness," she said breathing out, holding her chest. Why would hat be a good thing? Camira's pretty okay.

"What do you mean?" I asked obviously confused.

"Oh no. You haven't seen the picture," she said shaking her head.
"What picture?" I asked still confused.

"If you haven't seen it then you shouldn't," she said. This really is making me mad. This is so complicated. What the hell is she talking about?

"McKenzie, tell me what you're talking about. Please," I said pleading. I want to know what she is talking about.

"Okay, but don't get mad," she said taking out her phone.

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Who likes Ben and Camira being together? How many of you like Dylan better? Mckenzie's at her tricks. Sorry about the late update. I was busy today. Bye!! Until tomorrow.