Cameron is the kind of guy that hangs low. He's had a bit of a rough past which results in him having few friends and this tough facade. The only people he's actually opened up to aren't the greatest, but who else could he go to?
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I wake up on a fluffy surface. Frowning in confusion, my eyes flutter open and I take in my surroundings. How did I get here? Usually, I have a fairly good memory, so this is a little strange for me. I place my fingers on my temple and try to remember last night. Suddenly, the memories flood back in, and I find myself wondering if it was all a dream.
I look down at my clothes and find that they were, in fact, the ones I was wearing in my "dream."
"I guess it all did happen..." I mumble to myself as I get out of bed and walk over to my closet.
As I'm rummaging through the clothes, I think over everything that happened. I remember talking to Cameron outside on my porch, and I remember watching his lips move swiftly as my eyes started to drop shut. My eyebrows furrow as I try and make out what he was saying. Shrugging, I pluck out a top and bottoms and convince myself that I could just ask Cam when I get to school.
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After fixing up my appearance, I spray perfume and skip down the stairs. I'm munching on some grapes when there's a subtle knock on my door.
"Can you get that sweetie?" My mom asks from upstairs.
"Sure!"
Making my way to the door, I peek out the side window and smile. It's Cameron.
Opening the door, I wave to him. "Hey stranger."
His cheeks turn a bright pink. "Hi... Oh, and don't worry, I called Katie this time. I heard she got pissed that I'm stealing you from her."
My eyes widen. "Oh! Don't worry about it. I promised to make it up to her. We actually hung out yesterday. She wanted to see this movie so we just chilled and had a mall and movies day before you came over." I explain, my face flushed. The last thing I wanted was for him to get scared of Katie and not speak to me. It's safe to say I have a teeny-tiny crush on him... But that's all.
"No, it's fine. I get it. So, shall we go?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck.
I smile and grab my stuff that I placed next to the front door. "Yup."
"Bye mom!" I shout into the house.
I hear some sort of goodbye back before I skip my way over to Cameron's motorcycle. I take my helmet from his hands and place it on my head. Cameron hops onto the bike and I climb on after him, wrapping my arms securely around his waist.
