Love at Camp Sight

Part 13

Cameron

I stumble down the steps until I reach the living room. Aubrey, Chris, and Mom are sitting there. 

"We would like you two to be in the wedding." Mom says.

"Oh?" I say. "When is the wedding again?"

Mom laughs a little. She's told me at least 10 times by now. "It's in a week, because we don't like long engagements."

"What type of dress will you have?" Aubrey says. "Will it be a big wedding, or a small wedding? What color dress should I wear? Can I bring a friend? What type of food will be there? What type of cake?" 

"Slow down, Aubrey." Chris says patting her shoulder. 

"Um. I'm going to have a knee length dress. It'll be a bigish wedding. Wear whatever color dress, preferably pink. You can bring a friend. There will be beef and chicken. Chocolate and vanilla." Mom says.

How did she catch all that?

"You two can start moving your stuff in whenever you're ready." Mom says. 

I walk into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I look in the fridge. There's some pizza. I take it out and start eating. I walk into the living room still eating the cold pizza.

Aubrey gives me the most disgusted look. Chris sighs a little. 

"Why are you eating pizza, for breakfast?" Aubrey says. Chris pats her knee a few times. "Oh, yeah. I forgot. You're a disgusting teenage boy." 

Mom laughs a little. 

Might as well accept it. "Well, it's true." I say. 

Chris and Aubrey leave a few minutes later. 

"Cam, I heard you talking on the phone last night. Is there something or someone you want to tell me about?" Mom says.

I shake my head. "No. I couldn't sleep so I decided to talk on the phone." 

She nods a little, still unsure. 

"You can trust me if you need to talk to someone."

My eyes glance away for half a second. 

"Mom. We have to go back to school shopping." I say changing the subject. 

She nods and we head out the door. We only need to get 2 binders. 3 notebooks, and some pens or pencils. This shouldn't take long.

We come home 3 hours later with paper, 100 pens and pencils, 10 notebooks, 5 binders, 5 few pencil pouches, 10 erasers, 6 highlighters, 7 Sharpies, 1 back pack (Though, I don't need it), 20 folders, 2 calculators, 5 liquid glue, 5 glue sticks, 10 things of gum, 12 things of hand sanitizer, 3 scissors, and 10 things of tape. Mom claims some of it is more Aubrey.

I lay on my bed and continue to read The Maze Runner. I can't focus. I keep thinking of Mom getting married. Me having a little sister.Me going to be a junior. Images of Taylor keep popping back into my mind. And I'm not ready for any of it!

2 knocks on my door. "Cam. Are you feeling okay?" Mom says, then she walks in. "You've been in here for a while. Are you feeling okay?"

I nod. "Yeah, I feel fine." I say.

"Okay, just making sure." She starts to leave, but turns around and looks at me. "You can trust me if you want to tell me things."

I nod. "Are you excited for the wedding?" I say changing the subject. 

"I'm overly excited. But I'm so nervous." She comes over and sits on my bed.

"There's nothing to be nervous about, Mom. He loves you, and you obviously love him."

She smiles, then leaves without another word. 

My mind wonders back to Taylor. I wonder if she'd like to go to the wedding with me. I wonder if she'd be allowed.