Allison's Perspective
It's been a week since camp. My mind still wanders to the memories of what had happened. I was too distracted.
I set my pen down, the scratch of its final stroke echoing a temporary respite. A flush painted my cheeks, the unexpected pause a testament to the internal chaos. My mind raced, and in that stolen moment, desire whispered its insistent call.
"I want to do it again," I admitted to myself, breaking the quiet. A self-inflicted reminder brought me back to reality. "Oh, come on, Allison Matthews. Now is not the time to get distracted. You have homework."
Shaking off the persistent thoughts, I dived back into the sea of assignments. It took a few minutes to find my focus and tick off a couple of tasks. "Alright, last two. I can do this!"
"Doing homework at school? Who does that?" A voice creeped up to me, shattered my concentration.
I jumped, turning to find her. "Hey."
She smiled, a warmth that reached my core, and leaned down to kiss me. "Hey, I've missed you," she said, settling into the chair opposite me, exhaustion visible in the way she rested her head on the table.
"Cades, you okay?" I asked, concern lacing my words.
"Yeah, just a bit tired," she replied.
"Was class boring?"
"Yes, I had to bullshit an essay to get off early," she sighed, but her smile returned. "But how about you?"
"It's been quiet, and I was waiting for you," I replied, keeping my thoughts carefully guarded. I couldn't admit the distraction that lingered beneath the surface, the unspoken desire that simmered within.
She squinted, studying me. "Allison, what are you thinking of?"
Panic gripped me, and I stammered, "Ah, um... just some school stuff," desperately attempting to concoct a believable lie.
Her raised eyebrow signaled her skepticism. "You seem nervous. You're never nervous when it comes to schoolwork."
Shit. "Are you lying to me?" she pressed, arms crossed.
"No."
"You are. Your eyes avert when you're lying. And you're not a good liar, Allison. I know that," she chuckled.
I closed my eyes, gathering courage. "Okay, okay! I'll tell you."
There was no point in hiding when she already saw through the facade. Taking a deep breath, I admitted, "I've been thinking about you and what happened at camp."
She stared, prompting me to continue. "And then what?"
The confession lingered on the tip of my tongue. "The reason why I can't focus is that I'm... There's a love tornado swirling around in my emotions."
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RomanceAllison Matthews is your typical high school girl. A student who does really well in her studies. A top student. She was just a sophomore with a great high school life until she met Cadence Lewis, an exchange student. Everything was going well until...
