Meeting Him {Hayes Grier} (Book #1)

Chapter 29:

*Angele's POV*

I made my way to the opposite side of the cabin tears running down my face. The guys looked up their smiles fading.

"What did he do?" Nash asked pulling me in for a hug.

I pulled away, "Nothing."

I heard the door close behind me. I turned and saw Hayes.

"Angele, wait." He called grabbing my arm.

"Hayes, I have to pack. My mom will be here early tomorrow morning."

Matt stood, "You're leaving."

"Yeah. Merry early Christmas you don't have to deal with me anymore."

"I didn't mean all that I said Angele."

"I'm sure you didn't. Hayes let me go please." I smiled sadly as I pulled away and walked into the cabin.

I walked over to my bunk at the back of the room and kneeled down and pulled out my duffle bag. I started pulling my clothes out of the dresser and placing them neatly in the duffle bag.

"New girl!" I heard a familiar obnoxious voice call out.

I stood and turned around. Sure enough Mary was standing there with her blonde sidekick. Both of them dressed in sleeveless tops and mini skirts that would get dresscoded at school in a milisecond.

"Mary, what a pleasant suprise." I said a fake happy smile on my face.

"Very funny. I came over here to let you know that I'm glad you're leaving. You really don't belong here. You're just a dork that no one likes."

"Really? Cause Hayes seems to like me more than he ever would you." I smirked.

"He lost a bet. That's why he even talked to you, dork. By the way, tell your dad thanks for his service." Mary smirked and stalked off.

"Hayes didn't really lose a bet. And I think you're really pretty." The blonde smiled sadly.

"Stand up to Mary."

"I could never." She shook her head quickly.

"Then keep living your life like a slave. It's really none of my buissness."

The blonde thought for a minute before following Mary out the door.

I turned my attention back to my bags. I had to hurry up. There was one last thing I wanted to do before I left.

I left out a pair of leggings and a baggy off the shoulder shirt. I made my to the bathroom and turned on the shower water. I hurried quick afraid of someone walking in. I got dressed behind the safety of the curtain and made my way to the mirror.

I slammed the brush down on the counter top frustrated with all my attempts to make a messy bun.

A knock sounded from where the door should've been. I turned to see Cameron.

"Hey." He said quietly.

"Hey."

He walked over to where I was standing. I was attempting to refix my hair. Cameron took the brush from me and pulled it through my tangled hair.

"Let me know if I'm hurting you." He whispered.

"Don't think that's physically possible, my hair has been through a lot."

Cameron finished pulling my hair up into a perfect messy bun. I admired it in the mirror, "You do a better messy bun than all the girls I know."

Cameron laughed, "I've practiced a lot on Sierra."

"You're girlfriend?"

"Sister, actually."

"I'm sorry, I just asumed."

"Lots of people do. Can I ask something?"

"You are fully capable." I smiled.

"What happened between you and Hayes?" Cameron asked hesitantly.

I told Cameron everything, for reasons I'm not to sure about. I started to cry about midway through the story.

"Wow." Is all Cameron said.

"Right?"

"Hayes'll come around. He's just... shocked."

"Yeah." I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"You let me know if there's anything I can do, alright?"

"Will do."

Cameron wen toward the nonexistent door.

"Cam?" I called out.

He paused and tured, "What's up?"

"Thank you. For listening to me complain and being there."

"Anything for my little sister." He smiled and left me alone with my thoughts.

I went out and collapsed onto my bed. Exhausted from all the tears.

I drifted off to sleep, a beautiful blued eyed boy being my last thought.