Forever

N I N E

The rest of the week goes quickly. We spent the last few days doing really crazy stuffs, such as: Going on a road trip every midnight, having movie marathon, and going into a creepy abandon building at the end of the road.

I never knew that I could still be happy, and be in complete joy after all. My friends helps me and motivate me to be strong, and to be confident, right after they've recieved what happened to I and Nash's relationship. Even though Nash and I aren't together anymore, we promised each other that we will always be in touch with each other as a friend.

Before I left Canandaigua, I and Sam exchange our goodbyes and that's when I found out that Sam will be flying with Nicole in the United Kingdom. Sam can't live without Nicole by his side, I am sure about that, because I was there when he was all alone, He was so devastated.

After all that happened in  Canandaigua everything went successful, I'm not devastated nor depressed. My feet had reach the wooden floor of our home, I was no longer the person who left this house about a week ago. So much has changed in a week. Nobody would've thought that someone can move on in just a few days.

Though, I and Cameron didn't talk after all that happened. I miss his touch, his warm luscious lips, the feelings that he gives me; the heat, the sparks, the concupiscence, the butterflies that's wildly dancing in my stomach and his presence. I am longing for his company, his absence makes me indisposed. I want him, I need him right now. But, he belongs to Casey now. The way they act gives us the hint. All they do is, lock themselves in either Cam's room or Casey's and it honestly breaks my heart to see them together, but I'm not in the right place to stop them from spending their precious time together, I'm just Cameron's stranger.

I break my thoughts by the time I enter the school's property, so I can try and go look for an empty parking spot. Hell, the parking lot is loaded with cars, I can barely find an empty parking spot.

After driving around the school's parking lot for several time, I've had finally parked my car into the parking lot.

I rush into the school, then to the room to save myself from getting a tardy record in my card, but It's too late. The class has started, all of the eyes in the room are on me. Everyone are staring at me and it gives me anxiety.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Robertson for being late." I apologize to my horrid algebra teacher. I know I'm disrespecting someone who's obviously older than me but she always push me over the edge, and always left me with a single string to pull myself and land both of my feet onto the flat surface, but the string always break due to my unbearable weight.

"If you're tired of school, just drop out. I don't want lazy students in my class anyway." She tells as she raises her eyebrows on me, her forehead wrinkling.

Yep, that's what she always thought of me. A lazy, doltish and lost cause person. That's what comes to her mind whenever she thinks of me. It hurts, but I always shrug it off, to prevent myself from being disrespectful towards her face. I don't know why she's treating me like a different person, but I always get heavenly scores in her class and I always try to fit myself in her words, but it isn't helping at all.

I didn't response at my teacher's rudely remark, because I don't want any arguement from her. I just sit on my usual place.

Even though I hate this teacher and the subject, I force myself to pay attention to the lesson because I don't want to get rid of my name into the honorable students list.

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The rest of the day goes fast, and I got a message from Andrea, saying "Meet me up at Starbucks." I didn't bother to reply because that's where I am really heading to.