sketchbook ➴ bws [au]

04

| four ; cheesy pick-up lines |

c a m i l l a
I was walking in the halls of the building for my first class and there was something weird about it. One, Idiot Simpson wasn't bothering me and two, everyone was looking at me in a pleasant way. They were all smiling at me which was really creepy and weird at the same time.

I entered my class and everyone stared at me-in a pleasant way again. What the hell is wrong with the people here today? Shrugging the thought off, I sat on my desk which had a a note and a small red dream catcher on it. Weird. I opened the note and guess what? There was a cheesy pick-up line in it. God, where is Francez when I need her?

are you a dream catcher? because i've
dreamt about being with you ever since i've
first saw you ♥︎ - W

Okay, I admit-it was cheesy as fuck but I felt a little heat rise up in my body. I looked away from the note, only to find everyone in my class smiling at me. They went on asking what it said and I showed them. After that, they started screaming like mad, jeez.

My next three classes went on the same. My desk had a note and an object on it every time I enter another class. My second class had a note and a pack of colored pencils. Guess what it said?

are you a colored pencil? because you
bring color to my dull world ♥︎ - W

The last on was the cheesiest of all. I felt like cringing but it was somehow sweet. There was a bottled water and the note said:

your importance in my life is like water-i
need you and without you, i wouldn't be
able to live. come see me after this class,
lunch break. i'll meet you in your usual
spot ♥︎ - W

"I can't believe someone would make such an effort for you! I'm so happy for you, Cam!" Francez said while smiling. Yes, Francez is here-she arrived on my second class, meaning she was late. Her excuse? She forgot to set her alarm up last night. Meanwhile, Zoella's (Zoe) the one absent here since she had to accompany her little brother on his field trip.

"I don't know, Cez. What if it's just a prank? I mean, people are smiling weirdly at me. What if they're just holding back their laughter or-" Before I could say anything else, she cut me off.

"Cam, I don't think they'd do something like that. These people aren't so mean, you know." She assured me. I just nodded, not knowing what else to say. We passed by 'The Vamps', ignoring them again as usual-actually, I was the one ignoring them. Francez kept glancing at Tristan when we passed by them. We sat down at the soft grass as we brought our phones out to listen to music.

"I wonder where he is." Francez said, looking at our surroundings.

"Maybe he's still in class, I don't know. We just have to wait, I guess." I replied, not really caring. Sure, whoever he is, he's sweet but I think I've made a clear choice not to have a boyfriend. Boys will just hurt you. Having a relationship doesn't lead to anything. Sure, you'll be all sweet with each other-at the start, but when it lasts long, your love for each other will just fade away, and believe me, I've seen it. Besides, I'm way too focused on my studies. I have no time for those relationship shit.

"Hey, guys... or girls." I looked up to see Tristan, from Brad's gang. What the fuck is he doing here? Most of all, why the fuck is he even talking to us?

"Uhh.. hey? I'm not trying to be rude, but what are you doing here?" I asked him, suspiciously. He scratched the back of his head before looking back at his friends, who gave him a thumbs up. He faced at Francez' direction, before speaking up.

"Francez, I was just wondering," He coughed before continuing. "Do you wanna eat lunch... with me? Like, let's go to the mall or some restaurant together? Just the two of us?" He asked her nervously. Tristan definitely has a thing for Francez. She looked at me and I smiled at her, mentally telling her it was okay with me. She mouthed a 'thank you' to me before walking away with her prince charming.

Sighing, I continued listening to music on my own. Looks like it's just me and my phone. I turned around to check on Brad's group and surprisingly, they weren't there. They're probably up to some monkey business again. Suddenly, someone placed a blindfold on me and covered my mouth. What the fuck? Why the hell are there kidnappers in this prestigious university? I struggled to get this person off me but everything went black.

b r a d
"What the hell? She ignored us." I said, sighing.

"Mate, what do you expect? She does this everyday." Connor said as I rolled my eyes. Wow, thanks for the comforting words, Con.

"Maybe your outfit doesn't stand out much?" James suggested.

"So, what? My outfit isn't 'Calum Hood-y' enough?" I said mockingly, rolling my eyes. I asked advice from Camilla's friend, Francez on what her type was. Of course, she was suspicious but I told her my 'friend' liked Camilla and he planned on courting her. She said she liked Calum Hood so she suggested that my 'friend' should dress up like Calum Hood, or something, so I did.

First of all, I am nowhere close to Calum Hood. I searched the lad up on google and he was freakishly tall. Sadly, I had a girl's height. Damn, Davies sure is the picky type. Second, his clothing style was pretty close to mine, though I was never the type who wore many muscle tanks, but James forced me to-He cut my favorite loose gray shirt which I ignored got mad at him for like one hour.

Honestly, I'm surprised that Con and James didn't react much to me 'liking' Davies. They actually supported me. Oh, and if you're wondering what I'm wearing, I'm wearing my usual black skinny jeans, but they were ripped in the area of my knees, a gray muscle tank, black Vans, and a gray and white flannel. I'm really desperate to find it who the sg is. If I don't, I'd die of curiosity. My thoughts were interrupted by James, who was nudging my shoulder.

"What?" I asked him, a bit annoyed.

"I have a plan." He said, smirking.

"Fill us in." Tris said impatiently.

"Why don't we take her to the usual park? Then, we'll proceed with the original plan we have. I bet she'd finally notice us there. I mean, who goes to the park at noon?" James suggested.

"But how are we gonna take her there? Plus, her best friend's there too." Connor asked while James smirked again. He glanced at Tristan, eyes full of mischief.

"Tristan," He began, putting his hand on his back. "You need to ask her friend out." Tristan's eyes widened at James' bright idea.

"Oh come on, Tris. I know you like her-we all know." I said, smiling.

Tris rolled his eyes before speaking. "Alright, I'll do it. Continue telling us your plan." He sighed, and James nodded before continuing.

"We have to put a blindfold on her-kidnap her?" He finished. I choked on my drink, coughing constantly afterwards. Is he crazy? No, actually, is he being serious?

"James, you're kidding, right?" I asked him, with a tiny bit of hope in my voice.

"We won't exactly kidnap her, well, I don't know. Do any of you have a better plan?" He asked and we all remained silent, dumbfounded. "Exactly." He pointed out.

"Who'll carry her to James' car?"

"James, obviously. He's the tallest one here." Con replied, answering my question.

"Okay, let's do it. Tristan?" I urged Tris to go. He sighed before getting up, walking towards Davies and Taylor. This is gonna be good.

He was talking nervously to them and he turned to face us. We all just gave him a big smile and a thumbs up. God, he was so nervous. James, Con, and I were laughing our bums off because Tristan was damn nervous. He kept on playing with his fingers.

Later on, he walked away with Francez and it was time. Con and I rushed to James' car while James quietly sneaked up on Camilla. I hope this works.

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im cringing on the pick-up lines i made up. i swear, i kept on laughing.