Chapter Twenty Eight- Reject.

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C A M E R O N


I crash down onto my bed, kicking off my shoes and throwing my bag to the across the room. "Home sweet home.." I sigh. "So what are you gonna do?" Anna says sitting across from me ,cross-legged, on my bed. "Whatever the troubled maiden desires.." I smirk. "Well, one of my very fond desires is that we stay as far away from each other as possible." She says climbing off of my bed and heading towards the door. "Wait," I say grabbing her by the wrist, "Honestly, can we just act.. normal?" She looks at me as if I were crazy. "Look, let's go play basketball.." "I can't play basketball." She mumbles. "Well I'll teach you." I say pulling her out of my room and grabbing her shoes on the way. "You, teach me? Dude, you can't even orders from someone without disagreeing with what they're saying. This is not going to work." She laughs. "I would think otherwise.." I say. "And I repeat.. Not going to work!" She groans. I need to get her to trust me, and right now this is the best idea I have. We reach the drive way and I pass her the ball. "What do you want me to with it?" She asks bluntly. "Try and shoot it through the hoop." I point. She looks over towards the hoop and throws the ball purposely missing it. "Oh no, I lost. You win. Good game, bye now." She mumbles walking over to the door. I scoop her back and throw her over my shoulders. "Put me DOWN!" She shouts hitting my back forcefully. "W-ell at l-east t-try." I say as she pounds on my back. She giggles at the outcome. "Fine, but don't expect amazing results." She says as I place her down. "Okay, so you kinda just have to flick your hand but don't lose control of the ball." I say demonstrating and shooting perfectly. "You make it look so easy and that's the problem I have.." She says attempting but missing by a couple of inches. "You're getting the hang of it though.." I smirk. "Wait 'til you see what I really got Boyce.." She says sarcastically.


*2 Hours Later*


"Okay, I've improved. Too much.. Let's stop now." Anna pants leaning against the wall. "You sure? You seemed pretty confident 2 minutes ago. We could just-" I begin. "YES. I'm sure!" She groans. "Shoot a hoop to prove you've improved and we'll go." I say throwing her the ball. She gives me the same look she gave earlier on. "Are you freaking serious?! I cannot do this, it's both physically and mentally impossible!" She groans. "C'mon, your dad is a pro athlete, you've been raised as a mini soccer player and your house has two gyms. A hoop is all you're facing right now, please? For me?" I say pushing her towards the centre of the area. "Dude, don't expect big things." She moans. She shoots and scores perfectly. "OMFG, yes! I totally knew that was going to happen!" She screams jump the air and then running into my arms. We stay there hugging for a couple of minutes, just taking in what we were doing. She suddenly looks up and I look deeply into her eyes. "We shouldn't be doing this.. I shouldn't be doing this." She says absentmindedly. "You sure?" I say leaning in and kissing her passionately. "I've missed you.." I whisper. She looks up at me, her face showing worry. "I-I have to go, this isn't right." She says running into the house and grabbing her things.


A N N A


"Anna!" Cam shouts as slam the door behind me. I run across to my house and realise a small figure standing ahead. "Lauryn?" I shout as she quickly turns around and begins walking away. Why the hell would she be here? I ring the gate bell and it slowly opens I use my key and unlock the door. I hear music coming from the kitchen and tuneful humming. I cautiously creep up to my kitchen and see my Mom grooving along to, well, whatever the song was.. Some type of 1800's crap. "Mom? What are you doing here?" I shout, "You told me that you wouldn't be home until 6ish!" "Khloe told me about what happened, you needed to sort things out with Cam honey." She says stopping the music. "Congrats, you've just gone and made everything worse.." I moan dragging myself up the stairs. I slam my door shut and jump onto my bed, embracing my pillow and letting small tears fall. "Hey, don't you dare slam your door! You've just-" Mom says bursting into my room. "Baby, what's wrong..?" She says climbing onto my bed and pulling me into a hug. "I love Cameron, that's the problem.." I cry. "Anna," She laughs, "That's a good thing!" "No! No it's not.. Now he won't ever want to speak to me because I completely rejected him. You're not supposed to reject someone you love!?" I say. "Well then tell him. Tell him that you love him, the least he could do is reject you back." She laughs. "Gee, thanks mom. Great advice." I mumble. "Hey, I'm only human. Feel better baby." She says walking over to my door. "No more slamming door's either, Nori's just woken up."


So I guess, I will tell him. He did kiss me, so maybe that was a sign. Maybe.


*Next day at school*


I walk into form and see Lauryn speaking to Cam. Great, just.. great. Cam see's me and his face goes pale. What has she done? I walk over to them and pull Cam away. "Hey, are you okay?" I ask looking deep into his eyes. "Yeah, I-I'm fine. Uh, look I have something to say." He says looking down. "I think the whole class needs to hear this.. You know, so they don't keep assuming things." Lauryn says shouting. "Assuming what exactly?" I ask as the whole class turns. "Anna, I don't love you. To be honest I never have, you've just seemed like someone I could use for publicity. Sorry.." Cam says. My eyes are threatening to drop spear like tears down my blemished face. How could he do this.. "But yesterday. You-" I say my breath hitching. "Publicity, I'm sorry Anna." Lauryn chirps in. I run out of the class room and bombard myself in the auditorium. I break down into tears, analysing my whole existence. I scream with the voice I have left. Everything I loved has been taken away from me.


The least he could do was reject me back.


Haii guys.. I have nothing to say in this chapter. No comment. I'm too sad.

What do you think?


Baiii xxx


Mckenzie xxx

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