Chaos- a Cameron Monaghan story

0.6

"Soooo how are you?" Cameron asks sincerely, starting the engine and beginning our journey.

"I'm great, I've been having fun with new friends and feeling creatively inspired. It's been lovely here so far." I admit, racking my brain of all the great things that have been happening. "You?" I ask.

"Good, good." He replies shortly, focused on driving. I take a moment to look around and notice how beautiful everything is. I lose focus of reality and just stare at all the blurs of passing, people with stories, buildings with history.

"So how's sleep been?" Cameron picked. I shrugged and turned to look at him. I didn't really want to talk about it but I suppose he wants to be persistent. I find myself suddenly, almost irrationally agitated. I sigh.

"I still haven't, but really it's fine. I feel fine." I laugh nervously, suddenly feeling the need to prove myself. I scratch my arm out of habit.

"Have you been feeling spacey lately?" He continues prodding. I think about it, noting that I have, but no more then usual.

"I suppose." I reply, suddenly feeling like I'm in therapy. "Why?" I ask.

"No reason, just curious in the life of Cassie."

"You also just told me that you've been creatively inspired?" He continues, taking small glances at me as I smile at him, finally okay with this subject.

"Well you know that I started YouTube. I've got videos planned weeks in advance. I'm rearranging my apartment and socializing a lot more, it's a beautiful thing. Though, I feel like I'm running out of time." I finish putting my talking hands back down into my lap, fidgeting slightly.

"Time for what?" He questions, pulling up to a starbucks.

"I don't know. My brain is just weird. I hope that doesn't intimidate you. I realize I'm not making a good impression." I laugh, pulling off my seatbelt.

"No, it's okay. I like how eccentric you are, Cassie." Cameron smiles, grabbing my hand an pulling me towards the door.  As he opens it I blush and walk in, pulling him along with me.

"What do you want?" Cameron asks, prepared to order for me. I smile and tell him my usual. He nods, letting go of my hand and walks up to the barista and pays for our orders. Once he's done he motions me to go in front of him and we both walk to a table in the back.

"So how's things with you? I feel like you know too much about me." I state, wondering if I can see who he really is. He sighs and grabs my hands from across the table.

"Well, I've been working on some new secret projects, and working on some photography that I can show you later." He says, thinking of things on the spot.

"You're into photography? I think that's pretty neat." I admit, thinking about how much I wish I had an eye for the world.

"Yeah, capturing moments forever really inspires me." Cameron admits smiling. I nod, admiring that.

"Cameron?" The barista shouted, waiting by the counter with our order. I quickly got up, offering to get our drinks and walking up to the counter.

"Your guy is hot, you better be careful or someone might steal him. Trust me, everyone is better looking than you." She said as I grabbed my drinks. My mouth fell agape. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard.

"Well, I don't think so babe." I respond, scowling at her. Everything inside me was screaming "fight fight fight." She laughed and shook her head.

"Why would an actor want to be with scum like you." She retaliated. Why is she being so mean? What did I do? Is she out to get me? Is she trying to get inside my head? I gasp, realized that that is the only thing that makes sense and scream out loud, throwing my hot drink onto her face. She screams as well.