"Your mom, she hates me doesn't she?" She shouted.
"I don't think she does, but Cam---"
"How do you not know?! She hates me Harry, hates me. She talked to you about me didn't she?" She yelled. Tears formed. I knew how she felt, my mom was like her mom. Camilla's mom never had time to spend with Camilla. Me and her had lots of sleepovers during our middle school years.
I walked up to her, and cooed her to stop crying. I patted her brown hair. My arms were around her tightly. Her head buried into my chest.
"You judge too quickly. No, babe she loves you. She asked me if you were okay to work today. No one should hate you. You're too beautiful to resist." I kissed the top of her head.
Soon, her crying stopped. She was still red. She worried too much. Soon, the crying girl became into a happy baker. We were rolling out the dough. I watched her, as she pushed the rolling pin onto the dough. Her mini hands were cute. She caught me staring at her now and then.
I watched as she put the cookie cutters onto the dough that was ready to bake.
"Harold! You need to start making some cookies, or else we'll get nothing done." She said it with a hint of annoyance.
"You're just so pretty. And smell good too, like strawberry." I smiled. My dimples popped out so did hers.
She smiled, those dimples were pretty deep, like mines. I named hers Mary & Marilyn.She named mines something but oh well.
"It's my deodorant you smell. Or maybe the strawberry frosting on your cheek." She said, laughing.
I couldn't help but to chuckle
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Fiksi PenggemarPrologue: Camilla is my name...Yes Camilla. To be specific Camilla Sheldrick....One thing I don't understand, everyone calls me pretty,hot, etc. You know it. I CAN'T see that. I don't cut or do anything where I harm myself. I just cry...yeah call m...
