buried (cameron dallas)

cameron's p.o.v-

"im so sorry!" i said

"no your fine. it was my fault to" brynn replied

"ugh. cameron why do you have to ruin everything?" i whispered under my breath

"hey, kid" she started saying "don't beat yourself up over this, it was only an accident."

i would have never thought she would be so considerate, so genuine. i have never talked to her, but im kind of glad that we bumped into her because it gave me a reason to.

brynn and I were both on our knees picking up the books that had just fallen out of her hand. we quickly grabbed them in silence and i looked at her face. those dazzling hazel eyes and her dark brown hair that fell down her hollow spine. and that smile, that sparkling smile that could lighten up anyone's day made me like her even more then i already do. she was beautiful, breathtaking really.

"are you gonna help or continue staring at me" she said giggling

"oh yeah, sorry." i replied

"i was joking. walk me to class?" she asked

"uh yeah sure" i replied

as we were walking she looked at me and asked "what's your name?"

"cameron, cameron dallas." I said

"ooo nice. im brynn, brynn seymour." she replied

i knew who she was, but i tried to play it cool. by saying "that's a beautiful name."

"thank you." she replied slightly blushing

we got to class and i took a seat in my desk in the back of the room to look over and see jack gilinsky slobbering all over brynn. jack was a self-centered, cocky, football player, and quite frankly did not deserve a girl like brynn. how could she like him? she's such a sweetheart and he's such a douche. but opposites attract... right?