Chapter 9

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Cameron

Seeing Alpha here, at my favourite spot, is really surprising. No one ever comes here. That's why I love it so much. It's so peaceful. It's like it was made for me.

I walk over to the lake and sit in the grass, dipping my feet into the water.

Alpha is following my every move with his beautiful eyes. He looks really good. He is wearing black jeans with a black T-shirt and black sneakers.

His hair is perfectly styled even though it's not. He looks hot without even trying.

"So what are you doing here?" I'm facing the direction of the water, not looking at him.

"I'm good. How is school?" He responds while sitting down next to me in the grass and also dipping his feet in the water.

"School is good. It's really stressful, though, but it's good." I decide to stop facing the direction of the water and look at him instead. As my eyes turn to his face, he's already looking at me, and our eyes collide.

His brown eyes stare into mine so intently, you could get lost in those eyes. The way he's looking at me makes me forget what I was about to say.

"What's the name of your school?" Thanking God for the distraction he has created, I task my brain to try and remember the name of the school I attend.

"I go to Prestige Academy." Finally, the words leave my mouth before I disgrace myself any further.

"That's cool." He says to me. "So, your dad's a pastor?"

"He is."

"Does that sit well with you?" This question is actually a surprise to me. All the guys I've ever spoken to or gone out with have always tried to erase the fact that my dad's a pastor, even Laroi, but here Alpha is taking interest in this.

"It does. I'm not bothered by it. It's pretty cool in a way. I love my dad, and the fact that he's happy fulfilling his purpose makes me happy as well. And being a pastor's kid has its perks."

"I like the fact that you're not ashamed of him. A lot of girls would be." He's looking into my eyes again, and I can feel my brain going numb. I'm trying so hard to keep to the words leaving his mouth.

"Yeah. How is your mum?" I look away from him now. The intensity in his eyes is overwhelming.

"She's good, your mum?"

"I guess she's OK. I've not seen her in a while." I don't know why I just told him that maybe it's the way he's looking at me. There's something about his eyes.

"Why not?" His voice is so caring, and his eyes betray nothing but care and curiosity.

"Emm...Well...she...we aren't exactly close pals." I loom away from him now. I don't want to see any judgement in his eyes.

He surprises me by placing his hand on mine and squeezing it. That little gesture alone is really comforting, and I feel electricity run through me. Maybe he felt it too because he quickly took his hand off.

"I'm sorry." The compassion is still in his brown eyes.

"It's ok. It's not your fault. That's just how we are. I love her, though. A lot. "

"Of course you do. She's your mum."

We sit there for a little longer in silence, but the silence is not awkward but filling.

" What school do you attend?" I break the silence, figuring that I should get to know him.

"I graduated late last year, and I'll be off to college in the next two months." I can hear the pride and joy in his tone as he spills out this information. I can't help but smile and feel happy for him. His excitement is contagious.

"That's really awesome. What college are you going to be attending?" I really want to know more about him.

"University of New York. I don't want to go far away from my mum."

"Awwwn." I can't think of anything else to say.

"What about you?" This is the wrong question to ask me right now because I have no idea.

"Actually, I don't know that yet."

"Ohk. Don't rush it, but don't take too long, either. You're in your last year."

"Yeah. I'll try. What will you be studying?"

"Sociology. His eyes light up again.

"Oh really, why?"

"Why not? It's the study of social life, social causes, and consequences of human behaviour. The study of human behaviour is exciting for me. It's like it was made for me."

Alpha sounds so proud of his choice that it makes me proud as well. "What do you want to do with in your life?"

"I want to study literature in school and write books that will inspire and help people."

"Why?"

"All my life books have spoken to me, taught and added to me. I get lost in literature works. They make me. Just like sociology is for you, literature is for me. I want to communicate with so many people through my work."

Alpha is looking at me intently again. I forgot myself while talking about my passion.

"That's amazing, Cameron." Hearing my name come out of his mouth sends shivers down my spine. Silence falls on us again, and we just sit there for what seems like hours.

It's been a while now. I look at my watch and realise that it's already 7 pm. I hate that I'll have to go now before my dad starts worrying. I told him I would be back soon.

"It's late. I should head home." I break the silence, looking into his eyes again.

"Yeah. Emm...can I walk you home?" I can tell his nervous. His eyes are to the ground, and he no longer looks into my eyes. It's sweet of him to want to walk me home.

"Sure." That's all I can think of saying right now. He looks up at me again, and he has this guffy smile plastered on his face that it makes me blush. There's something about him that makes me feel happy.

"Let's go."

"Ok."

Alpha

We have now left the foot path that leads to the lake, and we are walking by the park now. It feels walking her home. I couldn't wait to see Cameron on Sunday, and here I am, walking her home now.

Cameron is tall, but luckily, I'm taller than her, although she's almost to my shoulders. She's really beautiful, I've realised that she doesn't apply makeup, but she still looks so beautiful. She released her hair from the bun a while ago, and now it's cascading down her back. It looks so silky and beautiful.

The walk to her house is quiet. We take a turn, and I can see her house. It's huge. The doors and windows are long and not modern. The garden is large and well groomed. There are a lot of tall trees, and the building is white. I'm in awe at the delicate structure I'm staring at.

"Well. Thank you for walking me home." Cameron smiles to me, and I'm brought back to reality.

"It was no problem at all. I enjoyed spending time with you today. It was really nice.."

"Yeah. Me too. You're not so bad." She's laughing now, and I join in.

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