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Cameron Dallas *bad boy*

I sat in my first period class three minutes before it started. I had woken up late and didn't really have time to et ready... I had pulled my brown hair up into a messy bun and applied concealer and cat eye eyeliner. I was currently wearing regular blue jeans and a long sleeved crop top that read 'stop taking selfies'.

I pulled out my purple notebook and my multicolored pens. I had always been a visual learned and color coding helped me understand my notes and material a little better. I opened up my notebook and started working on my warm-up. Question in blue answer in pink.

Someone bumped into my desk making my pink pen skid across my paper. I put my pen down and looked up. The bad boy of my high school, Cameron Dallas was standing at the front of my desk leaning against it.

"Excuse me. You're in my personal bubble." I said trying to pull my notebook corner out from under him.

He turned to me, "So?"

"You're kinda on my notebook." I pointed out gesturing to the now bent pages.

"You don't need it." He shrugged.

"Um... I do. We have finals coming up and all my notes are there. Now thanks to you they're all bent."

"You poor thing." Cameron scoffed. He sat at his desk and placed his black boots onto the desk to the left of him.

My instructor came in, "Mr. Dallas feet off my desk."

"Make me." Cameron grinned.

"You just earned yourself a detention, again."

Cameron shrugged. This clearly wasn't a big deal to him. I rolled my eyes as I tried but failed to straighten my pages out.

The instructor went on to explain how to simplify polynomials using the FOIL method. I felt a tap in my shoulder. I turned to see a smiling Cameron. I rolled my eyes and went back to taking my notes. First terms in green.

"Psst. Jocelyn." Cameron called.

"What?" I hissed.

"Wanna go out later this afternoon?"

"Why would you wanna go out with me?"

"I've been watching you for awhile now and I find it attractive how you feel the need to be perfect."

"You have detention." I pointed out.

"I can't believe you think I'm actually going to go." He laughed quietly.

I felt my eyes widen, "I can't believe you."

He bit his lip, "So is that a no?"

"You're a bad boy." I acknowledged.

"And you're a good girl. Point?"

"We can't be going out."

"Why not?"

"It's not the status quo." (Comment if you got my reference)

"Just another way to stand out and show our originality."

"Okay."

"Is that an okay as in yes?"

"Maybe." I turned and went back to my notes leaving Cameron, the bad boy, to think over my response.
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That was an imagine for my good friend Jocelyn camsxenchiladas she is absolutely amazing.

Anyways love sorry it was so short... Not really sure what to do for this plot... Hopefully you liked it.

Sorry for not updating. Hopefully will update more later tomorrow. Have had tons of homework.

Anywho it's like 12:30 a.m. so I'm off to bed.

Night!