Curiosity Book 1 ✔️

Chapter 10

xxx~ The photo is of Cameira after her little haircut. ~xxx

     I laid in bed, Darren was still asleep.  I wanted to wake him up but the sun was just now rising.

     I rolled out of bed, lazily fixing the sheets. I opened the curtain before I walked into the bathroom.

     My reflection almost scared, but then I remembered my hair. I lifted the curled mess before taking a brush to it. It was alot easier to tame now.

     I stepped out of the bathroom, after taking care of some business. I saw Darren still sleeping and I just sat on my bed. I dug around in a drawer and picked up a book. 

     I began reading, not even looking at the title. I instantly recognised it as Shakespeare.

     Why do I own this? I don't read Shakespeare.

     After a few pages I realised it was Romeo and Juliet. I chucked the stupid book across the room. This story made freshman year absolute hell.

     "Why must we assault books?" Darren grogily spoke from his bed.

      "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you. I was angered by a book I own for some reason."

     "Did it happen to be Romeo and Juliet?"

      "Maybe? Why?"

      "I left it in that drawer. I'm quite a fan on Shakespeare."

       "Oh. Uh. Sorry I attacked your book."

        "It's fine, if I didn't understand what any of it meant I'd attack it too."

      "Are you implying that I am incapable of understanding Shakespeare?"

      "Oh no, Cameira, you're incredibly intelligent, but why else would you have thrown the book?"

      "I understand it just fine, but I strongly dislike the whole plot. Who could possibly fall so hard for someone in a few days that they would kill themselves to be with them?"

     "Romeo and Juliet. That's who. It's beautiful. They fell in love and did unbelievable things to be together."

     "They did this in a matter if days! And they killed countless others to reach their mutual goal of suicide."

      "Have you ever been in love Cameira?"

     "I. Ye- No. I don't know. It's weird."

     "It's not weird. Do you care deeply for anyone?"

      "Yes, of course. I just, haven't seen him in a while.."

     "Do you miss him?"

      "I wish I didn't. I only knew him for a few days, but his charm and the way he acted. I just, I fell. Then I fled, and why do I regret it?"

      "You love him. That's why. You want to be with him, but you made a deal."

      "How could I love him? I barely know him! I know his emerald green eyes and his sandy brown hair and the way his beard never grew too long."

      "You noticed all that, in the short time that you knew him?"

      "I notice alot of things. I noticed your brown eyes and your dark brown hair with the little strips of black. And I noticed the black, gray and red tatoo on your right upper arm."

      "Observant. No wonder people are already taking an interest in you."

      I stood up, "I'm hungry, are you coming with?"