Redemption

Seniors.

"WAKE UP!" A low voice yelled, waking me up shockingly. I saw the image of my brother in front of me, wiping his sleepy eyes.

"Shit Belle, it's your first day of Senior year and you're already sleeping in? Damn." He chuckled, fixing his messy hair. I jumped up, realizing he was right.

"Fuck. You should've woken me up earlier Luke!"

"Eh. It's funnier this way." His head pushed back, a laugh falling out of his lips.

I grunted, slowly walking my way to the bathroom, washing my face quickly and brushing my teeth. As i quickly got dressed, I picked out a nice fall outfit, including a flannel and blackish jeans. I grabbed a beanie just in case I got cold, and left quickly.

"Fuck, hold on Belle!" Luke yelled. Rolling my eyes, I resisted on leaving and waited.

As he left the house, i saw him carrying 2 packets of poptarts, knowing those were my favorite. I smiled as he entered the car, handing me one.

"Strawberry?" I asked, already knowing it was.

"Who do you think I am?" He responded, laughing.
I tried to get to school without getting a ticket, and thank god i didn't. I ran to homeroom, which was already 30 minutes over with. I sighed as I walked into the Algebra class. I slammed down my backpack, seeing the new kid I was sitting next to.

"Late already... Ms. Belle?" Mr. Garcia asked, looking at the attendance sheet and writing the homework up on the board.

"Sorry. Didn't get sleep." I shortly breathed out, tired from the running I had. The kid next to me chuckled, having my attention turn to him.

I saw his brown hair was puffed up, and his eyes were also a brown color. He had perfect teeth, and a breathtaking smile.

"What?" He asked, noticing that I had been staring for a bit too long.

"Nothing. Sorry." I turned my head quickly to Mr. Garcia's lecture, writing down notes and trying to understand all of what was being said. I looked up at the clock, seeing class was about to end. The boy rushed to clean his stuff, stuffing it into his navy blue Vans backpack. I laughed, of course it was Vans. Clearly from his outfit, he was a good dresser too. He had on a Stussy black shirt, with khakis and black vans.

"I'm guessing your names Belle?" He asked, looking at the attendance sheet on the teachers desk. I nodded.

"Names Cameron." He put his hand out, and I shook it weirdly. His hands were soft, and he smiled as our hands departed.

"See you around, Belle." He nodded, walking out the door.

I shook my head, not knowing what had gotten into me. I walked to my next class, Biology. Ugh.

My phone buzzed, a text from my best friend Cara.

Cara: where are you? I haven't seen you all day!
Me: Shit. Sorry, I was late to school this morning and I had to wait for my brother to finish getting ready. 🙄 but hey, at least i got my pop tart!!
Cara: you know.. sometimes I wonder how we're even friends. Love you, see you at lunch? Oh and send me your schedule!
Me: Aha, you're right. And yess lunch I'll see you 😋

I placed my iPhone in my bag, walking into the biology class. I searched the room for familiar faces, seeing some of my old friends. I smiled as i waved to them. I looked at the paper where the assigned seats were, noticing a familiar name. 'Cameron.' What? I'm sitting next to him AGAIN?

"Well well, look who we have here." A raspy voice said behind me, hands grabbing at my waist. I turned around quickly, seeing it was my ex, Brandon. I slapped his hands away, seeing his reaction turn to shock.

"Don't ever touch me like that again. We're nothing and we've been nothing."

"Hey baby, don't say that. We can work it out." He smirked, placing his hand on my cheek.

"Bro, i don't think she wants to talk to you. I think you should just sit down in your seat, and talk to some other girls." I looked to see Cameron, standing up for me?

"Who are you? And don't get in our fucking business."

"Hah, that's funny... I don't think there was any business here to start with. Get out of here man." Cameron laughed, placing his bag on the table and sitting down. Brandon huffed, walking to the table across the room. I let out a large breath, sitting down.

"Thank you." I whispered, looking at him.

"Hey, don't worry about it." He smiled, patting my hand on the table.

As class was about to begin, all I could do was think in my head..

Who was this Cameron? Why am I already starting to like him so much?