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Chapter 2 Cameron
I yell goodbye to my mom and Anders and begin the very long day ahead of me. As I walk down the sidewalk I begin to hear the thoughts of the others. I must be getting close to them. Oh I didn’t tell you yet? I can hear the thoughts of other people; it’s kinda like my sixth sense.
I begin to quicken my pace and speed walk a little faster to school. I don’t want to see them today. I don’t want to hear their cruel thoughts. A group of girls on the other side of the street caught sight of me. Damn. I tune into their inward thoughts.
“Oh god, it’s that freak Arianna.” Adriana, my name is Adriana, I thought to myself.
“She’s all alone again I see, that looser will never have any friends.” The groups of friends laugh out loud as if they all were thinking the same thing. I can feel the hot tears well up but they subside as I bite my tongue.
I walk faster and I can see my jail in sight. Cedarwood Highschool, home of the people who refuse to stop tormenting me every day. It’s still early so I get into school without much more trouble. I walk down the halls and to my first period class. Since there is free seating I always take my seat in the back of the room closest to the window. Not even the teachers care if I pay attention or not.
But today, something different happened. The seat I usually sit in was now surrounded by people as if they were all worshiping a god or something. Walking closer, I realized someone was sitting in my desk. I can hear the silent praises of the followers around the guy.
“Oh you’re so cool Cameron! I wish my boyfriend was more like you!” Girls from different classes cooed over the so called Cameron who was sitting in my seat. I sighed and sat in the seat next to Cameron and his worshipers.
As I got closer I could hear the thoughts of some of the people who had caught a glimpse of me walking toward them.
“Where does she think she’s going?”
“Does Cameron even know her?”
“Don’t sit over here; you’ll contaminate our beautiful Cameron!”
I completely ignore the death glares being shot at me and sit down and put my head in my arms. Today was going to be long, I could feel it. I began to zone out, thinking about when the class would be over when it hasn’t even started yet, and then I felt a tap on my shoulder. I feel hesitant to look up because I knew no one would try to talk to me, so I ignore it. But I feel it again and this time the person spoke to me
“Hey, are you okay?” A bit confused, I lifted my head up to see who could possibly be talking to me. What I saw took my breath away. Standing above me was a boy with curly brown hair, and the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. He had dark green eyes with small flecks of gold and I could just stare at them forever. But something deep in those eyes shown through a bit and filled me with a little bit of sadness. He must have noticed the staring because he asked once again
“Are you alright?” ‘This time a bit more impatient. I snap out of the trance I was in and quietly reply
“Yeah, why?” He looked at me curiously and said simply
“Because you looked sad and I thought something was troubling you.” I was taken completely by surprise because he was the first person to ever talk to me so… normally. I could hear the thoughts of the other people in the room, and they seemed jealous.
“Cameron Hensley is talking to her of all people? Doesn’t he know about her?!”
“She has no chance with a guy like him. It’s not possible and it never will be.”
Hearing these thoughts and feeling the cold stares, I could feel tears well up again for the second time as I push my head back down and say
“I’m fine. Will you leave me alone now?” He seemed to linger as if he was think of something to say. He finally spoke up again
“I’ll only leave if you tell me your name.” I look up again with a confused look on my face and say
“A-Adriana Pennington…” He looked please and smiled. Oh god that lazy smile could melt metal. He put out his hand and said
“My name’s Cameron. Cameron Hensley.” He waited as if wanting me to shake his hand. Slowly I reach up and grab his hand lightly and he tightly squeezes my hand and shakes it. Oh god he’s so strong. He resumed his position in the seat next to mine and class soon began.
I could feel him staring at me throughout the whole class. It was a gentle stare as if he was studying me. If I looked at him he would only smile and keep looking. So I’d turn around quickly and blush. That just made him giggle causing me to blush harder.
I had no idea that I had just made friends with one of the most popular guys in school, but I would soon get a warning I won’t forget.
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Teen Fiction"Every man has his secret sorrows in which the world knows not." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Adriana Pennington is a psychic. No she can't channel the dead, but she's able to read peoples minds. And she hates it. Her Sixth Sense, as she calls it...
