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Chapter • 17

"Shh" you whispered quietly to your best friend, Cameron, as he struggled to keep his laughter in. You both were in the same class and you were suppose to be quiet while taking notes, but obviously that wasn't happening.

You sighed, finally being able to hold in your laughter to write down the finishing slide of the PowerPoint your teacher had on the screen from the projector. You stared at your notes quietly waiting for your next instructions from your teacher until Cameron slid a folded piece of paper across the science desk you both shares, smiling slightly as he turned his head at you. You blushed a little, looking down at the piece of paper.

You slowly unfolded it, the loud unwrapping noise filling the silent room. You scanned your eyes over the paper before smiling. It read, 'still studying at my place?'. 

You grinned while you wrote down, covering your hand over the side pretending to try to cover the note from cameron reading it. 'Of course, every Wednesday Cam. Why'd you ask?' 

You quickly folded it back how cameron had given it to you before losing it under his arm. You looked around the room as you waited patiently for him to write back. It took less than thirty seconds before you got the note back, folded once again. 'Just making sure :D '

You grinned, picking your pencil up. 'I've never missed a study night cam, and we've had them for the past five years. Why would I miss this one silly' You jokingly crumbled the note in a ball before rolling it back to cameron, giggling slightly as he looked at you with one raised eyebrow.

He had read it but before he could reply back the bell had rang, indicating for the next class to start in five minutes. You both walked together down the hallway, chatting away, until Cameron turned into his class, not before saying a quiet 'bye'. 

That was the unique thing about yours and Cameron's friendship. You both had a lot of quiet moments. Just being around each other was enough to fill up the silence. It didn't make much sense to others, but it made perfect sense to you. 

Sometimes you guys would just sit for an hour of straight giggling for no reason, sit for an hour of straight silence, just smiling at each other here and there. Or you'd do your favourite, sit for hours talking about anything and everything. 

Time slowly went by until it was the silent car ride to Cameron's house. It wasn't an awkward silence though. It was a peaceful silence, and you didn't mind it. You walked straight upstairs to his bedroom, saying a short hello to is mother, Gina, and sister, Sierra, before laying down on his bed, belly down.

He walked in right behind you, tossing his shirt over his head before grabbing yours and his books out of your book bags. "Here you go" he said softly, placing your book in front of you. 

You smiled up to him before opening your book to the chapter you were currently in need of studying in. You watched as he leaned against the head board of his bed, soft music playing in the back ground.

You watched him as he focused into his book, skimming his eyes over the words of each section, highlighting some of them. He'd catch you at some points. Of course he'd just smile at you before looking back at his book. 

All you could do was observe him. 

The way his lips would be slightly a jar, him breathing from his stomach, not his chest. The way his for head would wrinkle while he highlighted parts of the book. The way he would sigh loudly before licking his lips while he'd turn the page in his textbook. 

It was a lie to say you didn't find him incredibly beautiful. He had the perfect soft skin that you touched everyday, whether it was a hug or his arm would slightly touch yours while you walked the hallways in silence.