The Bad Boys Secret [Cameron Dallas fanfic]

Chapter 2 - Fed Up Already

I grab my glasses and i put them on as I walk out the house. Yeah, I wear glasses. It sucks, for those of you who have glasses, you understand me huh?

Kylie wears fake glasses, she looks stunning when she wears them, she looks hot. When I wear them I just look like a nerd and a weirdo.

I cycle to school with the warm sun on my back and the spring breeze blowing on my face. Kylie drives past me honking her horn and laughing, then she gives me a wave and speeds off around the corner. I roll my eyes and continue pedalling as I think of so many reasons why she annoys me. Well let's start off with first of all, she has a fricken car but yet, she doesn't give me a lift to and from school. Schools not that far away but still, it's still a bike ride away. Second of all, she's 'mommy' and 'daddy's' little angel, and she gets away with everything and anything. Third of all, she sweet talks her way into things and out of things. She sweet talks anyone for getting them to do favours for her, or she lies to get out of things or in things. Fourth of all, she's a two faced bitch and EXTREMELLY fake. Fifth of all, she gets so much attention and she's so popular that it frustrates me. And I could probably think of many more reasons too, but I choose not to say them all cause I'll be here for days, weeks, months even!

I sit in math and calculate all my working out for the questions. Boring. Math is boring. I hate the blooming subject, it's (excuse my French) shit.

After a extremelly painful 2 hours of math it's now break. I smile and speed walk out of class and my normal journey to get to my spot. I climb up the tree and sit down and munch on an apple as I sit and read 'The Secret Garden' for at least the third time now.

The bell goes, which makes me jump and actually fall out the tree. As I stumble back up I brush the mud off my knees and start walking back to my classes. I'm not even in class yet but I want it to be lunch.

I walk into my biology class looking down at the floor and shuffling to my seat. I look up and see that someone's sat in my seat. I frown. What? I turn around and look around the classroom and notice that nobody i know is in this class, and they're all older than me. What? I then notice Kylie sat near the front of the class. Oh my god. Shit.. How embarrassing. So not only did I, well clearly walk into the wrong class because I read my timetable wrong, I also happened to humiliate myself in front of my sister, who will now, tease me about it all the time.
"Erm I think you're in the wrong class," my sister says in a disgusted voice. I sigh and look down at the floor. I start shuffling my way out the classroom as I hear whispering and giggling as I walk past each desk. Shit...

I finally get in my music class. I open the door and everyone looks up at me. All eyes on me. Great. That's just what I love. Always wanted attention and here I got it. Note my sarcasm..

"Why are you 15 minutes late to my lesson?" The teacher snaps.
"You don't wanna know," I say, swinging my ruck sack on the desk and then slumping in my seat. I hear a deep laugh and I look over to my right and see Cameron, the good looking guy from my actual biology class with people my age in, looking at me laughing.
"Actually I would like to know, because it's MY lesson you're late to."
"Well I'd prefer to not say actually. I'm here now so why don't I start learning because I'm kinda wasting my learning time right now because we're having this conversation." The teacher rolls his head around back to the board and finishes the notes. I look over at Cameron who looks up and laughs again then looks back down at his work. His smile. His laugh. Ugh he's so hot.

I walk out of class and someone taps my shoulder.
"Why were you actually late?" Cameron says smiling.
"You actually don't wanna know," I say looking at him in the corner of my eye as I continue walking. I hear him laugh and then he starts talking to someone else. I don't know whether to be happy the really hot and popular guy just spoke to me, or to be embarrassed because I kinda made a slight fool outta myself in class, but hey, at least I made him laugh. And it was worth it.