Chapter 3

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Chapter 3:
Abby P.O.V: the ride to school was silent besides the radio that was one. We arrived to school and went straight to out lockers and headed our first period class which was math. We walked in and sat down, cam took a seat next to me, and of course this kid named Troy Bulltin,who was the captain of the basketball team, came to sit behind me, don't get me wrong he isn't bad looking it's that he is a little to obsessed with girls and gets really bad temper around them.*flashback* it was in 9th grade we used to be good friends, but he wanted to be more than friends, because apparently I was the girl of his dreams lol.but I told him no,and from then on apparently people say I changed him - *end of flashback*He took his seat behind me, he tried to talk to me but I just ignored him because he just wants to get closer to me. The bell rang and the teacher came in, and started teaching, I guess I feel asleep half way through class because all I heard was a SMACK! on my desk, Ms. Evans (yes my last name is Evans) do my a favor and stay or awake or else.... I just laughed. I started day dreaming until I felt someone playing with my hair, I thought it was Cameron but no,he was on his phone, I turn around and of course he's the one playing with my hair. Um Troy I said, could you stop playing with my hair please? He responded sorry it's just beautiful and smooth. Um.. Thanks I guess? he was going to say something but thank god the bell rang.

Cam P.O.V
We walked to class and sat down and then that really weird kid Troy sits behind Abby, every girl drools over him, I don't get it, he's literally a stalker and he has anger issues with girls.
During class, Abby fell asleep, I tried to wake her up but she's a heavy sleeper I mean like a really heavy sleeper. But mrs.???....umm I forgot her name but anyway the math teacher already beat me too it and slapped ruler on her desk and told hand her to stay awake, Abby just laughed. Then like 10 min later Abby looks over at me in a weird way, but I just ignore her and continued scrolling through Twitter on my phone. The bell then rang, I was going to ask Abby why she looked at me like that.

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