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CAMERON PRICE WAS PRETTY WELL KNOWN in Arcadia Bay. Maybe a little too well known for her own good. Everyone in the town and Blackwell saw her as some sort of inhuman being, one that was far above any of their statuses. High school had a way of making some people look like Gods, while others were merely their followers. Cameron wasn't a fan of the fact that people looked to her with so much admiration, nor did she like the fact that people looked to her at all. She didn't think she'd done any such thing to deserve it.
About a year ago, Cameron had found herself looking to get some extra money and that was where she met Frank Bowers. He gave her some spare jobs, all of them sketchy, but Cameron didn't particularly care. She kept working for him until she caught the eye of Damon Merrick. She had a way of flying under the radar as well as keeping everyone's eyes on her and Damon liked that. He gave her bigger jobs, more cuts in the profit. Cameron didn't like how she got the money, it was never not messy, but it was a job and she was good at it.
She didn't really like Damon Merrick either. He was a dickhead at his best and an absolute asshole at his worst. She was pretty sure he'd make a move on her if she wasn't seventeen. At least he had some decency, she supposed. It was one of the many reasons why she liked working for Frank better, he'd never made a pass at her and he was nice enough. Sometimes.
