Rafe Cameron Imagines

Strangers To Lovers <3

Rafe is 18 and y/n is 17. Y/n's sister, Harper is 18.
Rafe and Harper are in 12th grade or year 13 for my British besties.
Y/n is in 11th grade or year 12.

The story of Y/n and Rafe. It wasn't exactly a fairytale romance story but it was definitely something special. I was new to Outer Banks, me wand my family had moved there at the beginning of Summer into the area of Figure Eight. Yes, we had money and we were classed as 'rich' but we didn't exactly fit into the Kook lifestyle. I didn't rly understand the whole Kook and Pogue thing but we went along with it anyway.

My first day at school was the scariest. My older sister Harper was fine, she would fit in fine. She was blonde, tall and beautiful, she was the dream child or the favourite child. She loved the rich lifestyle and she took full advantage of it.

We pulled into the car park in her white and pink Audi, of course, and she parked close to the school doors. I climbed out the car and grabbed my bag from the floor. She grabbed her bag from the back seat and we walked towards the doors.

We made our way to the office, all eyes on us. Two new girls. Sitting on the chairs waiting for the principal. They finally walked in and took a deer behind the desk and we all had a long conversation.

It soon ended and me and Harper walked out the office. As soon as we got out the door she turned to look at me and said "don't talk to me here. If you see me ignore me." She faintly smiled and walked off towards a locker. She was soon engulfed in a crowd of people wanting to talk to her. How annoying.

I found my locker and struggled to open it. I felt a presence behind me making me stop and back away from my locker.
"Sorry to scare you. Do you need some help?"
I turn to see a boy stood next to me.
"Oh, hello. Yes I do need help actually."
"No problem, you just need to hit the left side while you twist the locker. They are all dodgy."
"Oh thank you." I say awkwardly smiling.
"No problem, your new aren't you? I'm Rafe Cameron." He says holding his hand out.
I shake his hand and nod. "Yes I'm new. I'm y/n y/l/n. Nice to meet you Rafe. Your THE Rafe Cameron aren't you? Ward Cameron's son?" I ask.
"That I am. Not like it's all that great anyway." He says quickly. "Is that your sister over there?" He asks.

"Oh uh yeah. Harper."
"Harper. Your name has a much better ring to it.
Y/n" he says smiling. "Y/n." He repeats making me laugh.
"You can go talk to Harper you know. You don't have to talk to me." I say turning to open my locker using Rafe's tip. The locker swung open and I placed my things in there, hanging my jacket on the peg on the inside of the door.
"I don't want to talk to her. Your more intriguing to me."
"Oh really?" I question.
"Yes. Your not throwing yourself into crowds of people to be known. I like that about you." He smiles.
The bell rings and the corridors empty.
"What class have you got?" He asks.
"Chemistry in B15." I say looking at my schedule.
"I have the same class I'll walk you there."
I smile and close my locker following Rafe to the class.

We both take a seat towards the back of the classroom. The class suddenly filled up and all the seats around us were taken. I didn't recognise anyone but Rafe sure did. I sat in silence as the boys around us engaged Rafe in conversation.

"Hey, this is y/n. She's new to school."
"She has an older sister doesn't she? She's beautiful."
"Yeah, I have an older sister, Harper." I say quietly.
"Dude that's not right. At least talk about something else other than her sister."
"So y/n. Where did you love here from?" One boy asks.
"London. It's very different to up here." I say.
"Oh, your British. I wondered what your accent was."
"I like your accent. It suits you. I'd move to the UK." Rafe says smiling.

The teacher walks in and closes the door behind them. They place their bag on the floor and begin to write something on the chalk board.
"Alright class, settle down. I see we have a new student joining us today. Care to introduce yourself y/n." They say turning around and looking directly at me. Everyone turns to look at me and i stand up.
"Uh, hello I'm y/n y/l/n. I moved from London, United Kingdom just a few days ago."
"Oh wonderful. Thank you for that, you can take a seat." I nod and sit back down.
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