And yes there it was again. The beautyfull sound of the start of a new fresh weekend.
As soon as I got my backpack together, I ran out of classe to my locker.
Once there I was greeted by my best friend in the frickin world.
His name is cameron and no, I'm not talking about the god cameron dallas himself.
For al you fangirls out there: there are more people on the earth called cameron.
"Hey cam, what are the plans?" I asked as soon as I closed my locker.
" well Melly, I heard Samantha is having a party, so I guess thats the plan." He winked at me because he knows how must I hated the nickname he gave me.
"Grr no cammy, don't call me that!! And why would I even be invited in samatas home. She hates my guts." It was true, not that I had a problem with it, but it was true.
" she wil let you in. I'll take care of that." He said confident.
"Whatever you say babyboy, whatever you say." I was grinning because I knew the color would rise to his cheeks every time I used the nickname I had given him when we were younger.
"Well fück you too"
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Ok so I know it sucks so far and yada yada. But I am only humaaaaaan and I bleed when I fall down.... sorry had to do that :)
But in all seriousness I do hope my writing gets better and I hope you guys are going to help me with that.
I have no idea what I am writing yet so al help is welcome.
Ps. For al the cameron lovers out there.... I like him to, but not in a creepy way like I want to marry him or so.
I hope you like the firts part of my story.
Xxx ineke (its weird, I know... the stuggel
