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𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 end up heading to her ap calculus class, instead heading to one of the many bathrooms to piss around on her phone for the hour. on the way there though, she bumped into the one and only peter spankoffski.
the poor boy just stood there, frozen by the presence of the jägerman girl.
"spankoffski, didn't expect you here. especially during ap calculus." cameron teased slightly, pinging the boy's suspenders.
peter didn't say anything, he just stood still.
"pete? you okay?" cameron began to wave her hand in front of the boy's face,
all that pete did was let out a shaky exhale.
"you can speak, y'know.. i'm not gonna get max on you.." cameron explained, pushing her hair to one side slightly.
pete didn't move a muscle.
cameron just stayed silent after that. she just walked off and shoved her earbuds in her ear instead of terrorizing the poor boy.
the teen girl quickly rushed up the stairs and into the girls' bathroom, eyeing the class room she was currently supposed to be in on the way there.
in the girls' bathroom was someone she truly despised, grace chasity.
cameron's hand quickly retrieved her earbuds from her ears, the song 'fuck right back off to la' by girli making the situation even more uncomfortable for the two.
"cameron." grace stated
"grace." cameron replied, crossing her arms and leaning against the bathroom counter
"shouldn't you be in ap calculus?" grace asked, drying her hands and grabbing her sign: the one used to cancel homecoming (or as grace named it: 'home cumming!')
"i.. wasn't feeling good." cameron lied right through her teeth.
"that doesn't sound good.." grace replied, almost saying it to herself. "well! hope you feel better!"
grace then quickly rushed out of the bathroom, leaving cameron alone.
that was unexpected.
cameron quickly rushed into one of the stalls, shoving her earbuds back into her ears.
then she realised something.
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Fanfic"Shit, did my death really do this to you?" The ghost of Max asked, counting all of the boxes. "If you're referring to the countless empty box of chamomile tea bags, then yes." Cameron snorted, placing her hand on the desk. 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘑ä𝘨𝘦𝘳�...