Catch Me

Chapter 1

Camille 

I was just finishing up my essay for my history class. Ugh, it took my three hours to write the dam thing and I still wasn't sure if I had wrote enough fot the topic we were given in class: Witnessing the American Civil War. I loved the topic of the Civil War, but right now, all I was getting from it was a massive headache.

As I was finally putting away my books and notes, my cell phone rang. I looked at the ID of the caller; it was Stefan.

"Hey, what's up?" I said, answering the call.

"Hey. Did you forget about me?" he asked.

"Was I supposed to not forget about you? What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"You were supposed to come to my place and help me with philosophy!"

Ugh, right. I totally forgot. But wait-

"No, Stef, you were supposed to come to my house. That was the deal, remember? You helped me with my Italian after school at your place, and now it's your turn to come to mine for philosophy," I hissed the last word, really letting him have this time. To my shock, he only laughed. Laughed! 

"No, sweetcheeks, you were supposed to come to my place again, so I could have another chance to seduce you in my territory, remember?"

No way, I thought. 

In turn, I tried to sidetrack him. I really wasn't in the mood this time. I could feel my headache increase by the minute and his ranting wasn't helping. "Well, you know, I was just working on this history essay and it's getting a bit late, so how about a rain check?" I asked hopefully.

"Oh, there is no need for that, not now anyway. But I would appreciate if you opened the door for me" he said, laughing out loud again. And I could also hear something else, A slight echo. What is that? But then I heard a knock and too seconds later, it clicked. Darn it, he's here!

"Our front door?!" I asked in disbelief and ran to answer the knock on the door.

And when I opened it, he was really  there, still holding his phone to his ear, smiling his mischievous smile. How am I going to get rid of him now? I thought desperately.

"After a half hour or so I figured you had dumped me, and I decided to come over and let you receive your punishment", he said teasingly, a crooked smile spreading across his gorgeous face. I mentally slapped myself at that particular thought. Though I had to admit, he was quite handsome. Too handsome for his own good if you ask me...

Get a grip, Camille! He wants nothing else than to get into your pants!

"And what would that awful punishment be?" I asked, mustering up a smile when in reality, a frown was trying to win over my features.

"Two hours of studying philosophy with me, and then a movie. Of course, you're in charge of making popcorn," he smirks at me, knowing he had me. I'm a popcorn junkie.

"If you brought some, we have run out of popcorn just now!" I said, laughing, and letting him in, now only a little unwillingly.

As he moved inside beside me, I didn't fail to notice - as every time since I'd known him, and let me tell you, it hadn't been that long, only two months! - how hot he was. With raven black hair, emerald green eyes, perfect features, and full lips he was quite handsome. Too handsome for his own good if you ask me ...