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Hello, Eli.

Hello, my marshmallows.
I know, I know.
"Aaaaaaargh, wherever have you been, dimeji?"
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell,
Here's an update instead of an explanation.
Toodles, le marshmallions.

Cam's POV

Guess what?
We didn't go skydiving.
Instead, we left Bane at his dads place and drove to my house, where we all spent the night. I was kinda miffed, but I knew wed probably make up for it another time so, I couldn't be bothered.
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Remember the moment,
You left me alone and
Broke every promise you ever made
I was an-

"Turn that shit off!"
The music continued playing.
"Cam," Chris mumbled from beside me, "could you turn that off?"
We were all on my bed, a tangled heap of limbs. Chris, Lara and I were spooning, with me in the middle, while Pat and Ash cuddled at our feet. Jada was nowhere to be found, probably cooking breakfast for us bums.
I buried my face in Chris' back, snuggling into him even more.
"Its not my alarm."
"And its not mine either." Lara called from behind me.

Suddenly, the alarm stopped ringing, and I smiled, settling back down to sleep.

So you can throw me to the wolves,
Tomorrow I will come back
Leader of the whole pack-

I reflexively stuck my feet out, pushing both Pat and Ash of the bed. Two male grunts floated up from the floor.

The alarm stopped ringing once again, and I barely had time to settle, before Jada burst into my room with her I-am-all-that-is-fucking-happy mornin'tude and a tray of bacon and eggs.

"RISE AND DIE, PATRICK! THE REST OF YOU COULD'VE RISEN AND SHONE IF YOU WANTED TO, BUT WE ALL KNOW I'M THE REAL STAR HERE! SO," She held up the tray "WHY DONT Y'ALL RISE AND DINE INSTEAD?"

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We pulled into the school's parking lot, and Ash unlocked the doors.
"Is we ready?" Lara asked, raising her hands in the already cramped space to prove her point.
"If you put your hands down we might be." Jada muttered under her breath.
Lara playfully punched her, then opened the doors.
"Let's go ya pussies."

Once our feet hit the floor, all heads turned in our direction. It was the official first day of school (no one counted initiation week), and maybe we weren't at the top of the food chain, but we were definitely the most influential carnivores out there. And we aimed to bite.

We walked uniformly, with coordinated steps, all of us wearing our backpacks on the same shoulder, and looking in the same direction. Now, to the many bystanders there, it would look like we just happened to wake up flawless (Yoncé is Queen), but they didn't know about the hours of planning it took to get it right last night.

~flashback~

"Okay, let's try this for the last time. And this time Pat, try not to fall." Chris stated, giving Pat a scalding look.
"Hey, it's not my fault the floor wants to kiss me." Pat retorted.
Jada snorted, coughed, then regained her composure, looking the picture of innocence.
"So will my fist, if you don't shut the fuck up."
"And one, two, three-"
Pat fell.
Again.

~flashback ends~

I smiled to myself, while we walked in through the massive double doors.
And came face to face with Eli Blue.

Now you see, Eli just happens to be the self-proclaimed head of the GAL's, the top carnivore in the food chain that is our school. And it might not be quite noticeable, but we all detest each other.

"Hello, Eli." Jada stepped forward and said, sensing my already darkening mood.
"Jada," he gave her a curt nod before turning to face me, "Cam."
"Satan." I smiled at him.

Now y'all are probably wondering why, if I hate his nonexistent balls so much, am I having a rational conversation with him.
Well, you see, The top two cliques are supposed to face each other on the first day, as cordially as possible, and the first one to crack has to handover the right of the first prank.

Wed gotten it two years in a row, and sure as hell weren't going to lose it now.

Eli smirked knowingly, then leaned one skinny shoulder on the locker beside him, which just happened to be mine.

Mental Note: sanitize locker door.

"Well, Cam, I got a new scent. Its called Eua De La Monterr. How does it smell?"

Mental note: burn locker door.

I smiled as wifely as I could, even throwing in a dimple for good measure. I can swear I heard someone say "OhmyGod its THE dimple!"

"It smells like roses on a summer day. It smells like a really gay rainbow in an even gayer sky.'

Unbeknownst to the crowd, Pat had been groping Eli since I started talking, and Eli had been enduring it quietly but he couldn't take anymore of it.

"SICK YOUR GAY ASS PIECE OF SHIT DOG OFF OF ME, BEFORE I LOSE MY SHIT!"

The crowd quickly dispersed after that, mumbling things about the pot calling the kettle black.

Hehe.

"This isn't over, Camilla." Eli seethed, before stomping down the hall.

"As for me," Pat said holding his arm away from himself "much as I like boys and ass and all, I'm going to have to get a hand transplant. See you guys later."

Ash placed one well muscled arm around my waist and pulled me in the direction of math class, which we had together.

This year was starting out just like any other.

What I didn't know was, I couldn't have been any further from the truth.