Little details can mean everything

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CAM POV

I wake up and the freezing breeze of the morning makes me curl up under my black blanket.

"I don't wanna leave you, bed. I love you so much. You're my best friend"

Yes, I'm totally weird but who doesn't think this every morning before going to school ?!? So I get up, yawning and trying to fix my "messy bed hair" and I take a quick shower. So, with a towel wrapped around my waist I pick up some clothes, that means the first things I can recognize in my closet. Cleaned and dressed with some black skinny jeans, a black tank and a red shirt, i go downstairs where I can find my mother, who's making breakfast for both. I really do love her: my father left her alone after she had me, so by herself she's been growning me up and now we are the happiest family in all United States.

I have breakfast with a huge cup of coffee and some fruits,I'm not so healthy, usually. After brushing my teeth, I peck her a kiss on the cheek and I head to school.

Waiting for the bus, I can watch what surrounds me: the emptiness. Yes, I've been feeling so alone since we moved on here. I left my friends (well, actually only 2 I guess), my teachers, my team.. I miss everything but I'm here to start a new life, I hope.

The bus finally arrives and then, at one of the many bus stops, I can see him getting on.

OH MY GOD, WHAT THE HELL ?!? EVEN HERE !?

Mr. Grier is coming to me when a girl suddenly grabs his hand and he takes seat next to her.

Thanks Jesus, finally you heard me !!

*20 min later*

It's time to getting off and yes, I'll admit it, I'm running so fast trying to avoid him but he can catch me just in time..

Grier: "Hey Dallas, what the fuck are you running for ?! We're not late. Just trying to avoid your worst nightmare ??" He shows his evilest smile

Cameron:"You're so funny... but also wrong 'cause my worst nightmare is.. is thunderstorm.. yeah.. "

I've just messed up everything. He's gonna kill me, I know.

It's the first thing that came up in my mind, I just want to run off him.

Grier:" .. I thought you liked the rain and stuff like that; you always spend much time under the shower after training. I noticed how you stare at me , little dirty FAG !!"

Oh shit. He noticed that. He's just called me fag. Please not again, not even in this school.

Cameron: " Even if I was a fag I wouldn't touch you, jerk !!"

Grier:"See you later, Fag."

At this point I can only leave a sight and run to my first class which is History.

OK, now I can breath and make up my mind.

What the fuck has just happened ?! I really wanted to fight with him ?? with Grier ?? Oh fuck cameron, YOU are the idiot.

History teacher:"Dallas !! What are we talking about ?!"

Cameron:"Excuse me mrs, I was lost in my own thoughts. Sorry."

History teacher:" ok Dallas, read at page 339, please."

So history class and the others has passed fast enough and now it's lunch time.

*Lunch time*

I always sit in this little table, quite far from the others. Noone sits here, I don't know why, maybe it used to be the nerd table.

Random boy:" Hi, i'm new at school and I have no friends for now so.. can I sit here ??"

Cameron:" oh.. sure you can.. I'm Cameron and I'm new too", I say smiling.

He blushes a little, maybe he's shy like me.

Random boy:"Ehm I'm Shawn, nice to meet you."

Damn !! he's so sweet.. he is tall, with soft an brown hair and dark eyes. I think he's a musician 'cause he's got a guitar next to him. Maybe we could be friend.

Cameron:"So Shawn, Where are you from ?"

Shawn:"Actually from Canada, my mum has found a job here and we moved on."

Cameron:" wow !! I wish one day I could visit Canada, it should be very cold and amazing"

Shawn:" Yes, I miss the snow and the cold wind that cuts your skin at 7 am". He laughs. He's so cute.

Cameron:" Yeah.. here in the morning there's a freezing breeze but it's not that bad. I really like it, but sometimes it can makes you feel a little depressed, if you know what I mean"

Shawn:" Well when I was in Canada I used to drink lots of boiling coffee staring at the guys outside from my window. It sounds like I'm a stalker but I just pay attention at what happens around me. Little details can mean everything"

Cameron:" wow, you're so smart boy. If you want, we can meet at this table for our lunch time, it's cool talking to you."

He blushes again. I'm sorry.

*schoolbell rings*

Cameron:" Time to go. See you around. Nice to meet you". I wink at him and he waves me back.

It's time to train.

GOD, I FORGOT ABOUT GRIER.


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