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Chapter 2

Normal teenagers come home to a mom and lunch prepared. With normal greetings like "how was school?". Somehow I didn't gain the privilege to do that. I always came home to an empty house. The only one in was the maid who cleaned up after this empty house.

I walked into the kitchen, finding a plate of spaghetti and a sticky note on the fridge.

"Went out for groceries. Be back at 4." Nina, my maid signed off.

I carried my plate of spaghetti to the living room, plopping myself in front of the tele, tuning into my favorite show, Grey Anatomy.

This house has been a ghost town ever since my perky pretty sister became a model and my parents busy in the dancing industry. They were some high positioned dance ambassadors which meant they were never home. The only one who was there for me was the maid.

The house was pretty empty, only meeting the bare necessities. Don't get me wrong, my parents weren't bankrupt or anything, it's just that we travel so much that a fixed house was impossible.

Just over the course of my few teenage years, I've already been transferred school 6 times due to dancing competitions and my parent's jobs. It was a natural golden opportunity to meet new people and what not, but it also dampen my high school life experience. No one ever stayed permanent.

I finished the spaghetti, leaving the empty plate on the side table. I fluffed the pillow under me, laying down, pressing on my phone.

I found a text from Cameron. "Can you come over?"

I stared at the metallic clock that was hanging on the ceiling. "Yeah. What's up tho?"

He replied almost immediately. "I'll be at your house in 10, tell you when I get there."

I switched off the tele, sitting at the doorsteps waiting for Cam. Wondering desperately what he needed me for.

***

He arrived and brought me to his house. He had a bottle of coke waiting for me in the car. He knew me way too well.

I stepped into Brooklyn's large mansion.

"How you're doing Armsknight? Who's my good boy? You are yes you are." I stroked Knight's fur as he came running to greet me.

Armsknight had perfect fur, with icy blue eyes, paired up with grey and white fur. Competition trained since Brooklyn bought him for Cam. I should borrow him sometime over to my house.

Cameron lead me and Armsknight to his room. Grey flooring and arctic white walls, with a sky blue king sized bed in the middle. How I wished I could own a bedroom like this one day.

I would if my parents didn't travel that much. I got fired up just at that thought.

"Sel. I need your help." He stretched his wide arms across the bed. I'd be lying if I said he didn't look delicious.

"I'm not doing your homework."

"Why the heck would I even need you to do my homework?" He looked confused. "You never do my homework."

"Get to the point." I pressured him.

"I need you to get Taylor of my fucking back." That was very straight to the point.

I sat on the floor leaning back against Armsknight. "You could've told me this through the phone." I replied smugly.

"Were you watching some stupid movie like The Bachelor." He cocked an eyebrow.

"No. But that movie isn't stupid." I defended. The Bachelor happens to be my second favorite show.

"Exactly why I dragged you here."

Before I could get back at his offensive comments he continued. "I need a master plan to get Taylor off my back."

"Why? You've been handling her just fine." I stated the obvious. If anyone knew how to avoid Taylor's skimpy flirts and disgusting makeouts, it would've been Cam. Brooklyn on the other hand would fall face first into her trap.

Cam, unlocked his phone, and passed it to me to scroll through his conversations between Taylor.

"Bae, come over to my place tonight?"

"Cam, missing you tonight."

"Makeout session tomorrow after school?"

Wow, she was desperate. It was like she was having a conversation with herself since Cam didn't reply to any of them. It started with one cheesy pickup line a week but it became more frequent as the week passed by. Her messages sounding more needy and desperate.

"So what do you have Sel. I'm sure your hatred for her must have mustered up some diabolical plan." He got up, looking straight at me with his steel blue eyes.

"No I don't." I never wanted to mess up Taylor's life, I just wanted to avoid it.

"Well we have all day to brainstorm." He looked took a piece of paper and a pen in case any of us gotten any bright ideas.

I took a sip on my coke. "You could just tell her." I suggested the most obvious solution.

"And you think I haven't tried that." He chuckled in mockery.

"We could just change your phone number." I wasn't really giving the whole solution much thought.

"No. Maybe you aren't as smart as you look." He ran his fingers through his hazel brown hair.

"I'm leaving." I got up and gave Armsknight a pet. I didn't come all the way here to be insulted.

"Sorry Sel. It's just that this has been bugging for a while now." He held onto my wrist. His eyes pleading me to stay.

It's a good thing I fall easily for his looks. Or I'd be out the door in a heartbeat.

I sat in front of him, Armsknight separating us.

"We could make her fall for Brooklyn instead." I suggested. Giggling at that idea.

"Wait, that might work." He gleamed through his pearly white teeth.

He scribbled down the idea on the piece of white paper and stuck it on the corner of a large plane of mirror which was partly covered by his study table.

"So how we going to do this?" He leaned against his study table, drumming his fingers on it.

"Simple. Let me work my magic in class tomorrow." Grinning from ear to ear.

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