Metanoia.

Chapter:5

A/N: Before we even get started with chapter:5 I just wanna scream THANK YOU FOR THE 110 READS! this is amazing I'm so happy right now! So I decided to write and publish chapter 5 a bit early! So one last time thank you! Let's go to the story now...Hope you like this chapter.

I heard a knock on my door and I just grunted and turned on my side. I never was a morning person especially at 6 am. Now that I think about it my mom isn't even up yet. What if it's a masked murderer!? Very high chance. I grabbed the Windex off of my dresser and walked towards the door slowly. I got to the door and put my hand on the handle. Then the person behind opened it before me. I kept pressing the handle on the Windex and sprayed the person in the eyes several times.

"Stop Grandma stop!" I looked up to see Cameron and I stopped spraying him. I started to die laughing. "Why did you spray me with Windex?!"

"I thought you were a murderer..." I said and looked at the ground holding the now half-empty Windex bottle in my hand.

"First, off Windex will NOT hurt someone. Second, why would a murderer knock on a door first?! And Third, why do you have Windex in your room?" He said in a low groggy voice.

"Well it DID hurt your eyes so my goal was achieved. A murderer could be polite. I have Windex because I clean my room." I said my hand on my right hip and rubbing my eye with my free hand. "Now my turn for questioning how did you get in here...?"

"I have something called a toothpick and I picked your lock dork." He smiled and winked. I hated him sometimes.

"Well why are you here..?" I asked obviously mad.

"I needed to borrow your math homework to copy." He said unashamed.

"That is the stupidest thing in the entire world." I sighed deeply and walked over to my bed.

"What are you doing... And can I have the math homework or..?"

"No. Go home or school it's to early for this and I'm losing precious sleep." I said and buried my head into my pillow.

"Fine. Don't talk to me." He said coldly. He walked out of my room slamming the door behind him.

He won't stay mad at me for long. Right?

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I was walking to my first class of the day when I saw Cameron.

"Hey peter griffin!" I yelled waving to him.

"Go away nerd." He said in a harsh-serious tone.

"You needed this "nerd" earlier to copy my homework. I suggest you get rid of this attitude towards me or get a new friend." I said crossing my arms. I knew I said most of this out of anger but, sadly it was true.

"Sorry." Is all he said.

"Wait what?" I asked confused. Maybe I heard him wrong..

"I said sorry." He said in a low tone.

"Now get over here and hug me 'brotha!" I said quoting Drake and Josh.

"Your such a dork." He said laughing and put his arm on my shoulder walking to our class.

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It was after school and today I wasn't going home. Cameron asked me to come over his house since we were both assigned projects. So here I am sitting in Peter Griffins car.

"Want music on we have about 5 more minute's till were at my house." He said taking a left turn.

"Sure." Suddenly 'my chemical romance' came on and the song "welcome to the black parade."

"I love this song!" We both said at the exact same time and started to laugh.

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We were finally done working on the project and Cameron was about to drive me home.

"Ready to go grandma?" He said with a slight smile.

"Shut up." I said trying not to laugh.

"Feisty." He said as he opened my car door.

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"Were here grandma." Cameron said.

"Today was fun. Like that's the best time I ever had on a project" I said to him truthfully.

"Yeah it was." He leaned closer to me staring right into my eyes 1 inch from my nose.

A/N: sorry for this boring chapter I kinda have a bit of writers block. Also, I'm so evil for the cliffhanger. Don't kill me! :) anyway bye my potatoes.