Running Away From Mr. Right

Chapter One

"My name is Reyna",
"And......"
"And I'm a chronic asshole".
I sat on the floor of my friend Hayden's bedroom staring at ceiling, trying to recall what decisions I've made in life that have brought me to this very moment.
"You're not an asshole," Hayden remarked. "That's me dipshit," she smirked. We weren't you're average friend duo, in fact our friendship was quite unorthodox. Hayden was the badass punk rock girl with dark red hair and winged eyeliner so thick it could probably fly away. I was the funny and witty girl that everybody knows but isn't popular per se. Being of Hispanic heritage, I had dark eyes and straight brown hair to match. Sure I had a lot of friends but I only considered Hayden as my best friend. She could never stop being my friend, she knows too much.
"Then why does this keep happening? Why do I feel this way about my best friend? WHO HAPPENS TO BE BESTFRIENDS WITH MY BOYFRIEND!!!" I said.
"I'm single I don't know how to deal with this shit," Hayden remarked. I let out a long sigh.
"I'll just ignore it. I mean sure Ben is attractive and funny, and smart, and those eyes... Wow. BUT NOPE! He's just a friend," I declared. She grabbed a handful of chips from the bowl on the table.
"Sure you will. Just don't talk to Ben for a week, let it wear off," she said in between crunches.
I got up and started pacing the room. "I'm sorry I can't do that."
"Why the fuck not?"
"I tell Ben everything. He's my other half- beside you obvi- I can't just ignore him!"
"Well you better if you wanna keep that freak of a boyfriend of yours, Cameron." she snorted, "I told you you should've just dated Ben."
"Whatever it's just a phase I'll be over it by tomorrow. I'll see you later."
Hayden nodded her head goodbye as I left and began to walk to my house. She lived only a block away so the walk wasn't hell.
I walked in my room as my phone buzzed. The contact read Cameron with a cringe worthy contact photo of him in his bear feet slippers that he seemed to wear at every event.. For no reason.
"God why am I with such a weirdo" I muttered as I silenced the phone.
I really didn't wanna do this, string him along. It's just everytime I try to break it off he gives me this puppy dog look and I break. I used to like him but know it feels like I'm pitying him. I'm a bitch I know I'm sorry please don't hate me.
I threw my phone to the side and stared at the ceiling. What have i done? I'm dating a guy who looks like shaggy from scooby doo when there's the perfect guy right in front of me? Oh yeah, his best friend. The phone rang again and I was prepared to ignore Cameron a second time when I saw it was Ben face timing me. An army of butterflies set of in my stomach but were immediately extinguished in guilt. I quickly checked my hair in the camera then accepted as his handsome face appeared.
"Hey gorgeous," he said winking. This guy was dangerous. He's kidding in the best friend way we always do but that didn't stop the butterflies.
"Heyyyyy... Bro" I said, feeling stupid for blushing.
"What's up girl?" He asked, completely unaware of anything. I shrugged, trying to act as chill as possible.
"Nothin just came back from hanging out with Hayden". Ugh. I couldn't stand this feeling. I almost felt dirty, guilty. I wasn't cheating on Cameron but it felt like I was betraying him. Ben must've seen the look on my face because he asked me what was wrong.

How do I explain the problem is him?

The problem is that I'm a horrible bitch who fell in love with the wrong guy.  I couldn't go on with the conversation so I simply claimed to be tired and hung up. I didn't feel like talking anyways. No big deal.
The next day at school wasn't so bad. I  met up with Cameron in the morning. We sat at our usually table with our friends.