Arriving at school the next day was hard for two reasons.
One was Juliet's pounding headache. And two was having to see Cameron. The latter was going to be harder to deal with.
She ended up telling Adriana everything that had been going on, leaving out the paying Patrick part.
Her best friend thought she should kick Cameron in the balls. Right now they didn't seem like such a bad plan.
Opening up her locker, the blonde was greeted by Michael.
"Juliet, Julie. Was going on?"
"Not now, Michael." The girl groaned and tried to turn away.
"This'll be quick, I promise." The boy smiled, walking next to the girl. "Cameron told me what happened, are you still mad?"
Juliet glared at the boy with pure anger. "What do you think, genius."
"I'll take that as a yes. So...how long will you be mad for? Just like a guess?"
"For as long as he's a shithead, which seems it's gonna be for a pretty long time."
Before the boy could say anything else, the girl rushed away into her classroom.
Just seven more hours and then she could go home.
•••••••
During the girls' soccer practice, Cameron and Patrick sat together. Both in bad positions regarding their love life.
"What'd you do to her?" Cameron asked suddenly.
"I didn't do anything. Would've been too drunk to remember."
"But the plan was working!"
The curly headed boy furrowed his brows. "What do you care? I thought you wanted out after Juliet kissed you."
"Yeah, well I do, but, I still want to help you. And helping you get even with Kat will help me get good with Jules. I think."
Patrick nodded as Michael ran over to the bleachers, sitting down.
"Alright. I talked to them both. I got the scoop."
"What did she say?" Cameron asked eagerly, obviously more interested in Juliet's feelings.
He hadn't been able to stop thinking about her lips on his since the party. How soft they were.
"Hates him with the fire of a thousand suns. That's a direct quote." Michael said, directed toward Patrick.
"Thanks, Malcolm. That's very comforting of you."
"And Juliet?"
"She'll be mad for as long as you're a...shithead. Another direct quote."
Cameron sat in silence for a moment before nodding a little. "We don't know. They could just need a day to cool off."
As if on cue, a soccer ball flew inches away from boys heads, as Kat stood a few feet away from the scene.
Next to her was Juliet, whose eyes were almost burning hole through the brunette's head.
"Maybe two." Patrick frowned as the soccer practice ended.
Juliet rushed to pack up her things as she wanted to leave before any of the guys tried to come up to her.
Cameron watched for a moment before shooting up and racing after the blonde. "Jules! Juliet, wait!"
The girl groaned internally and turned around. "What."
"Shall I compare thee to a summers day-"
"Okay, I'll stop you right there." Juliet said cutting the boy off. "If you think you can get my forgiveness by quoting Shakespeare, you're mistaken."
Cameron shut his mouth and nodded. "Right, sorry."
"Do you have anything else to say?" The blonde asked, crossing her arms.
The boy thought for a moment before sighing. "Expect for that I'm a sorry, not at the moment."
"Well if you wanna prove you're really sorry. You're gonna have to try harder than that. See you around." Juliet finished, walking off and out of school grounds.
Cameron watched the girl with sad eyes, walking back to his friends. "What am I gonna do? How am I gonna get her back?"
"Do what I'll do," Patrick said with a smile, "woo her back."
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Something - Cameron James
Teen Fiction"Because there's something about you, Juliet, that makes me crazy." ---------- Juliet Chilton was "hottie". Which is how her peers at high school would describe her. What happens when she meets a new student who sees her as more than just a pretty f...
