Replace Camie (Greir/Rivera fan fic; sequa to "In Love Again")

Chapter 4

Hazels POV

Gym is over, I'm sweaty and tired, as I walk to my next class, which I have with Jerry. That's good, at least there's someone I somewhat know there. But it's drama class. And I am most defiantly not one for acting.

Ugh. That work just paralyzes me. Acting. Pretending. Ugh. Sick to my stomach.

I like me. I like being me. Not being over-dramatic as someone else. I drag myself slowly to room 273.

I entered the room and quickly find Garrett, sitting on his phone, facing the opposite direction as me. A smirk grows bigger and bigger on my face as I slowly walk towards him, eventually rights behind him.

"GARE BEAR!" I almost yell, quickly putting my hands in his shoulders. He jumped and threw his phone, turing around. "Gosh, Hazel! What the hell!?" He asks, but I just laugh. "I'm sorry. I'll go get your phone." And I walk over to his phone, pick it up, and look at it. It's on Instagram, on his profile. I pull out my phone, look at his username, and follow him. I walk back and handed Garrett his phone. "Thanks. What did you call me when you scared me?" He asked, chuckling.

"Gare Bear." I simply state. He laughed again.

"Why?"

"I don't know, it's cute!" I cheerfully say, as I boop his nose. We both laugh and he puts his hand on his chin, as if he were thinking. "Well, it's only fair if I give you a nick name too. How about.... Hazel Nut!" He laughs, and I roll my eyes. "Okay, haha, very funny." I smile. I sit down next to him when the bell rings and class starts.

A man with purple hair, blue eyes, and a blonde mustache enters the room. He scans each one of us slowly and carefully, not saying anything at all. Garrett leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I think he's checking me out." I laugh a little and lean over to him. "Me too, it's not pleasing."

After a few ire seconds of awkward silence, he jumps and stomps his feet loudly and poses. "Acting!" He almost whispered, and I scoff just loud enough for the people around me to hear, making them look back. I just keep looking at the teacher.

"Acting is being something your not, but still knowing how they feel. Acting using your voice, body, and imagination to create a character. Acting, is a giant game of pretend where your can be anything, from a mother to an angel. In order to act in a group, you must know and be comfortable with one another. Turn and talk to your neighbor and speak of something you never told them before. Speak of your family." He says in his French accident and clapped his hands.

I roll my eyes and turn to Gare Bear, watching him smile. "Your not an acting person, are you?" He laughs, and I shake my head. "Nope." I replied, popping the p.

"Well, I'll start. My moms name is Gina Lance. My dad is Jeorge Lance, with a j. They are divorced, my dad remarried and my mom is single. I live with my mom. I hate my dad. I'm an only child, so my mom only birthed one child. You turn." He states. I smile and began.

"Well, my mom is Candie Grier-Rivera and my dad is Hayes Grier-Rive-" Garrett cut me off.

"My mom was a big fan of your parents." He smiles, making me smile and nod.

"Cool. Anyways, uh, yeah. And they are still together, going strong. And I'm- an o-only chi-ild." I quietly say, holding back tears. Garrett is looking down, not looking at me. "So your mom only birthed one child too?@ he laughs and looks up, right as a tear rolled down my cheek. "No."

His expression changed from happy to concerned. "You can tell me." He simply states, looking into my eyes. Gosh he's pretty.

I shake my head looking down. "No, no it's okay. You don't need to wo-" and he cuts me off again. "No, Hazel..." And he grabs my hands, and I look into his eyes. "I'm here for you; I'm here to listen. Tell me, Hazel." I take a deep breath.

"Her name was Camie. She was my twin sister. She- she was- perfect. She had sky blue eyes, from my dads brother Nash, sh-she has blonde hair, like my mom. And she was my best friend; my only friend." I'm crying harder not. "She isn't here now. She ran away. She..."

I stopped there. The next part is not anything I would tell anyone. "Keep going..." He eggs me on, and I take a deep breath again, not caring anymore. I trust Gare Bear. I like him.

"Don't tell anyone. She ran away three years a-ago and we fou-und- found her d-de-dead at the p-park. We didn't t-tell anyone and we said - said she just ran away and wasn't found. Don't tell a soul." I cry into his shoulder, and he pulls me into him, patting my back. "Shh, it's okay. I'm sorry. I'm here, I'll always be here. I have you Hazel, and you have me."

I calm down a little and lift my head up, looking into his eyes. I fake a smile and mouth the words "thank you". He smiles and leans into me, kissing my cheek.

What.

Did.

He.

Do?

I was about to punch him, like I would do anyone else, but for some reason, I didn't. I just smile and looked at him. I've never done this before. I really like Garrett. A lot. I feel close to him.

I love him.

I trust him.

It's very soon to say this, but it's true. I love him as a person. I feel safe and happy with Garrett.

Just like I did Camie.