[ Avery's pov ]
**ring ring ring**
The sound of the bell woke me up from my little nap.
I quickly put my stuff back in my backpack and slung it over my shoulder.
Thankfully it's the weekend.
I quickly run out of the class and out to the parking lot. As I'm about to unlock my car I hear someone calling my name.
"Avery! Hey Avery wait!" It's a masculine voice so I know it's not Mariah, and the only guy that isn't afraid to talk to me is Cameron.
I turn around and knew I was right. It was Cameron.
"What's up?" I ask confused as to why he was screaming my name.
"Do you think I could get a ride? Since I just moved here I don't have a car yet..." He says shyly.
"Yeah, sure." I laugh getting in the drivers seat. I throw my bag in the back and wait for Cameron to put his seatbelt on.
"So...where exactly do you live..?" I question.
"Oh, right! It's 2064 Sycamore Lane." He says checking his phone. That sounds familiar...
Then it clicked...!
"Hey, that's my street!" I say getting Cameron's attention.
"Really?! At least I know somebody in the neighborhood now." He laughs.
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