Unforgettable

Chapter 3

*Briana POV*

*beep beep beep*

I slammed my alarm clock, hitting the snooze button. I opened one eye and saw 8:30 in big red numbers. Groaning loudly, I rolled off the bed with a loud thud. I stood up, rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes.

Tristyn wanted us to get up early so we can make sure everything's ready and stop to get breakfast before we hit the road.

I walked into my bathroom, turning on the shower to the perfect temperature. Once it was set, I stripped off my clothing and got in. I washed my hair, face, body, and went over any stubble with my razor.

Once I was rinsed off, I got out wrapping the fluffy white towels around my hair and body, walking to my closet. I grabbed a pair of undergarments, black Nike Pros, and my teal PINK bro tank with my black nikes.

"Hey Bri, you almost ready?"

"Yeah, I'm just getting everything together!"

"Kaykay!"

I didn't feel like putting in my contacts so I just put on my glasses, throwing my hair into a messy bun. I grabbed my vans backpack and my pink under-armer duffle bag, along with my headphones, phone, and my camera bag. I skipped down the stairs, seeing Tristyn ready to go.

She had her hair in a ponytail with no make up, a 'Team USA 2014' sweatshirt a fan sent her and black nike shorts, along with her cheer shoes. She also had her blue under-armer duffle and nike string-bag.

"Ready?"

"Is that even a question? Let's go!"

I laugh at her excitement and follow her out the door, locking up the apartment and climbing into the car.

"TO SAN FRAN WE GOOO!"

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"Bri, ooohh Brrriiiii.."

"Hmm?"

"You slept the whole way! We are here."

I slowly opened my eyes, seeing the house I grew up in right in front of my. I shot up straight in my seat, starting to smile really big when I saw my mom step out of the house. I unbuckled my seat belt, jumping out of the car and running towards my mom.

"MOM!"

I jumped into her arms, hugging her tightly. The tears brim my eyes, just now realizing how much I have missed this woman.

"How have you been sweetie? How's photography going?"

"It's been great, how have you been mom?"

"I've been great, it's different without you kids here though."

I smile slightly, feeling guilty that I moved away from my mom. After dad, I was the only thing she had left family wise..

"Cameron is here, he was been waiting all day for you to get here."

I cringe slightly, trying to hide it, but she noticed.

"You still think that he forgot about you.. Don't you?"

I hang my head down, slowly nodding my head.

"Briana Grace, you have been friends for about 14 years. How in earth would he forget about you? He loves you."

"Well if he did he could at least talk to me every once and awhile instead of blocking me out, mother."

She looked kinda startled, but she understood where I was coming from.

"Hi Leah!"

"Hey there honey! Well you two need to get ready for dinner with the Dallas', c'mon now."

We grabbed our luggage and went up to my room, locking the door behind us. Everything was just the way I left it, the posters and pictures were still up, all my books were in the bookshelves. I looked out my window, seeing Cameron's bedroom window curtains open.

When we were little, we would always open up our windows and talk to each other, especially when one of us got grounded.

I walked up to the window, pushing it open. When I was about to turn, Cameron's door opened, revealing his now muscular toned body.

I freeze.

My heart stopping.

I saw him smile really big, running towards the window and yanking it open.

"BRI!! TRIS!!"

I look back at Tristyn, seeing she had the same expression, but she looked more.. Worried? I turned back to Cameron, smiling slightly.

"You guys still coming to dinner? I haven't seen you guys in ages!"

I nod my head, to shocked to pronounce words.

"Well... I'll see you soon! I have to go get ready and set up the table, as usual."

I see him roll his eyes, making me laugh. I would help cooking, he would have to set up the table.

"Yeah.. We gotta get ready too. See ya!"

I yank the curtains closed, my hands starting to shake. A single tear rolls down my cheek, realizing how much I've missed him and how much I love him.