Candy Floss ✅

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CANDY FLOSS

One

My hand was moving fast on my rough notebook, leaving behind notes in messy and untidy scrawls all over it. I worked frantically, trying to finish my report as fast as humanly possible and get the hell out of the library before the bell for the next lesson rang. To the librarian - who was thankfully the only person here beside me - it would look like I was taking advantage of the quiet and peaceful atmosphere and concentrating hard on my assignment.

It wasn't even near the real reason; it was actually Cameron Fletcher. Who was I kidding? Nowadays everything was Cameron.

He had made it quite clear to me that he didn't want me to do anything remotely nerdy, that would classify me into a different high school clique than his. I never really got the whole 'nerd' thing. We all came to school on purpose of achieving education right? Instead about fifty percent people were here to test their social skills and get first hand experience on practicing racism. The other half (including me) who were actually trying to work hard to get the entire history of Indian subcontinent and all chemical equations on production of salts in their heads were divided off into completely different branch we call 'nerd.'

And I wasn't even one of those ultra genius kids either who could perform miniature explosions in chemistry lab. I just preferred studies over my cheer-leading practice; I wanted to be a responsible person. At least I didn't bully junior kids to do my homework.

But despite being responsible, I was a coward as well. Quite a big one at that. . .

Cameron Fletcher was a very talented athlete, who had earned our school years worth of reputation and some silver shiny trophies. He was ultimately our town's own celebrity and school's royalty. That handsome popular guy with rough black hair that stood out around his head messily and light blue eyes stumbled in my life when he saved me from falling off the cheer leading triangle once.

That day, much to my and everybody's surprise he had asked me out, officially making me his girlfriend. It was one of those lucky moments of your life when gold is thrown in your lap by God's hand and you don't even realize what just happened. Things have gone smooth this past year but lately it was becoming difficult for me not-to voice my thoughts to him.

Cam had this theory that if anyone saw me studying in hallways or working in library with my nose dig deep inside some huge leather bound book, my popularity will drop and his reputation would be ruined.

It sounded like a very outrageous thing to say, I felt that as well but just like I mentioned I was a coward. To be honest, I knew if I start fighting with Cam, he will break up with me. I liked him - maybe loved him and I couldn't imagine anything after I loose my circle, the position in the school and my life as his girlfriend.

I felt as if the normality would be ruined, and I would have no place to be. I hated the thought of Cam moving on with any other girl. I wouldn't be able to see that and bear with it.