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Chapter 7 ~ I'll do what I want to!

Kory ~ 

I stared at Cameron, stunned from what she'd just told me. My jaw was obviously nearly hitting the floor and my eyes almost popping out of my sockets as she looking at the floor, nervously twiddling her thumbs. 

"Wow..." Was all I could manage to say, it was as if every cocky remark I would have made to her before I knew this was forgotten about. 

"She should have known not to mess with my best friend..." Cam spat, her voice sounded hoarse though and I discovered that she was crying.

"Aww, Cam!" I pulled up on the side of the road and pulled the small, slim girl onto my lap. I ridded of her tears with the sleeve of my jumper and cuddled her until she stopped shaking.

"Why are you crying, Cameron? I really admire what you did, it shows your loyalty and that you're a very brave little lady." I chuckled. 

"I'm just scared, my parents will kill me..." She started to sob quietly into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her once again. 

"Cameron..." I sighed, I'd only known the girl for a day but it hurt me to see her like this. 

"Yes?" She croaked, looking up at me. She tried to dab at her eyes herself but I did it for her and just hugged her there for a while.

"Cam, I'll be honest with you. You know you're going to get suspended for this?" 

"Yup..." She wiped her eyes furiously.

"But, I promise I will come up with something that means your parents will be out of the way when the suspension letter comes to your house and I will personally come up with an excuse for you to be off if your parents HAVE to be there." I smiled. 

"Would you really do that for me?" Her eyes lit up and a cute little half smile played at her lips. 

"Of course, I think I have an idea on how to do it already..." I was sure she could see the mischief in my eyes because she shot me a worried glance and then crawled back to her own seat. 

"Yeah, a friend of mine has two air tickets for Canada, leaving in two days. You could tell your parents you won them at school and you want to let them have a little vacation. Then, we burn all the evidence and if they're back before you can go back to school. I have a friend whose brother is a doctor and he can pay a little visit to your house." I explained.

"That is the best plan ever!" She gasped.

"But first... You have to get ready to meet my friends..." 

*** TWO HOURS LATER ***

The last of Cameron's shrieks could be heard as her braces and glasses were removed behind the door of a room I was not aloud to enter. 

Under the assumption that Cameron was eighteen and my girlfriend, I'd hired many many people to fix her up. And by that, I mean. I paid all my savings for people to make Cameron hot. 

I told the stylists we were going for a biker girl style, and after stripping Cam of her body hair, hosing her down, spray tanning her, cutting, styling and dying her hair, removing her braces (Which should have been removed last year according to the dentist guy that worked here) and giving her laser eye surgery. The two clothes artists, Lorry and Marcella, had chosen a biker outfit. 

I waited and waited and waited some more until I heard another shriek, this time. A shriek of joy...

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