Written by Veronica
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Scarlet's POV
I found it odd that if Cameron and I were such good friends in school, that we didn't hang out anywhere else.
To tell you the truth, I didn't know much about Cam at all! So, I guess it makes sense when he said he gave me his number so that we could talk more...
But I have a feeling that it's a bit more than that.
I feel Cam's dark eyes trained on me as I search through my phone. Taking a sideways glance, I catch him staring.
He blushes a deep shade of red, the color enveloping his face.
Laughing, I say, "What were you looking at, Mr. Nosy?", trying to turn the screen away from him. Did he see all those pictures?
He turns suddenly, eyes focused again on the road.
"Thank god you didn't run us off the road! Cam, I'd love to go on a drive with you sometime but that'd be awfully hard if I was killed", I add, deadpan.
His eyes go hard, his mouth a straight line across his normally goofy face. Somehow, I must've struck a nerve.
Still watching the road, he says slowly, "I wouldn't let that happen to you."
I'm taken aback by the intensity of his tone. Shocked, I lean into my seat, unsure of whether to be scared or embarrassed. His knuckles tighten on the steering wheel, turning white.
It seems as if he's trying to figure out if he should say something.
His face twists, close to a scowl, as his mouth opens - after a sharp intake of air, he quickly shuts it, apparently deciding whatever he wants to say will wait.
I turn to him hesitantly.
"Cam, are you alright?"
Placing a hand on his forearm I ask him sincerely, "What's the matter? Can I help?"
Sensing my touch, the muscles in his arm immediately relax.
After a brief silence he says those classic words.
"I'm fine".
I quietly remove my hand, and study his expression. A small flicker of longing dances across his face before he turns to me.
"Scarlet," he says, "I really am fine."
I stare into his eyes before he shifts back, again focusing on getting us both to school.
For a moment, I briefly wonder if Cam and I could be a couple.
For that short moment, I entertained the idea, playing the words "Cam's girlfriend" through my head. I'm not sure why, exactly, but when I touched him, it almost felt like I... I was supposed to.
Ugh, here I go with my fantasies. Sure Cam's cute, but is he boyfriend material? Nahhh. I just really want a boyfriend. That's all.
Nothing more than that.
