Chapter 1!

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Mrs. Fraser's class has always been hell. English is generally one of my best subjects, but in her class, im usually the one she likes to pick on. If im late within seconds, shes yelling for me to get an admit slip.

But there is one thing that I dont mind about this class. I get to sit behind the one and only; Cam Gregory. Hes the schools badboy, not to mention, sexiest guy at Rosavelt. Ive been partners with him several times, and it was like staring at Heaven. But he always got me to do the work for him... but I didnt mind it. I mean, yes, he can be an ass because he uses his looks to his advantage but-

"Hello Trinity!" Looking up to Mrs. Fraser staring at me, and all of the class as well, "As I said multiple times, do you have question 8?" she asked me while hitting the board with her pointer stick. Also known as a meter stick..

Hearing the class snicker, I got major nervous. "Um... I think so... I could- uh-" I said while stuttering while looking through my purple, large ring binder.

"Well do you have it or not? Im not going to waste my time if you dont even have it Mrs. Nelson!" She said while rolling her eyes, then quietly whispered while turning her back to the board again, "damn kids. Can't get nothing done." Scrunching my face up and shaking my head a little as she turned, I just closed my book and sat back into my chair. Rubbing my hands on my face, and sighing into them,

"First time Nelson got in trouble." hearing his voice made my ears ring. Huffing and throwing my hands onto my lap and looking up furiously,

"What do you want, Cam?" I said looking at him. His blue eyes.. seemed more... blue today. If that made sense and if were possible. Today he had been wearing a white t-shirt with dark blue jeans that hugged his long legs dangerously. He had been wearing what smelled like axe and it made me want to just grab him and bury my nose in him and just sniff him.. as creepy as that is.

Realizing I had been gawking at him, he gave me his famous snicker and rolled his lips and turned around in his seat.

Internally screaming at myself for just getting caught gawking, I just huffed. Puffing my cheeks out, I began playing with my pen.

Great job, Trin! You really got him realizing what a freak you are now.

Oh shut up! Who asked your opinion?

After realizing the bell had rang, I got up and walked out quickly with my head low. When I got to my locker, I tried my lock and it wouldn't open. Bringing my eyebrows together I tried it again. Nothing. Today is just not my day!

Everyday is not your day sweetheart.

Oh hey! The smart ass is back!

After my internal battle with myself, I tried to say it out loud... hoping that would work. "5-45-17." Nothing. Frustrated, I groaned out loud and threw my books to the floor. Hearing a snicker I turned around quickly.

"Thats my locker. Yours is the one beside it." said... well I dont know who that is, so im just going to call him Bob... said Bob.

Awkwardly nodding, I quickly grabbed my books and picked them up, gave Bob a half awkward smile and walked to the bathroom. Throwing my books onto the beige counter I looked at myself in the mirror. Grabbing my dark brown hair in a pony tail, deciding not to because I looked like.. well I don't know how to describe how I looked but, I just decided to leave it down. Hearing the bell go off signaling us to go to class I rushed out of the bathroom. Throwing the door open, I quickly looked to my left to see if anyone was coming, I quickly started walking towards the right of the school. Keeping my head down, I speed walked down the hallway, then I hit something hard. Being thrown back on my butt, groaning slightly rubbing my head.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?," looking up to meet the famous blue eyes of Cam. "Do you need help up?" he continued and stretched out his hand to me.

"I- uh- I'm... sure thanks." I stuttered and grabbed his hand. Looking back up into his eyes, he smiled.

Awe Trin, you're blushing!

I am not blushing!

Yes... actually you are.

After having an internal battle with myself about if I was blushing or not, I began to realize that I actually was. Glancing down at our hands realizing we still haven't let go. Meeting his blue eyes again for the third time today, he looked around to see a bunch of people staring at us. He looked to our hands and cleared his throat and literally shook my hand off. He looked at me in disgust and said, "watch where you're going train wreck!" and walked away. Confused, I spun around and I only saw the back of him as he walked away. Rolling my lips, I bent down and grabbed my books and walked to class. That, was my first real interaction with Cam Gregory.

Walking home was always relaxing because it was only ten minutes away and I got to think about things. But the world had a different plan for me today I guess. This black SUV came up beside me and honked the horn. Looking over quickly to see a bunch of guys, them yelling. "Ooh! Cam! Never let me go! I love you!" Looking at them wide eyed, my eyes began to water. "Loser!" "Yeah whatever, go cry train wreck!" and they sped off. Shaking I started walking faster and hugged my binder closer to my chest. I can't believe Cam would say I said that! Ass.

Storming up the steps to my house, I whipped open the door and slammed it. "Honey! What's wrong!" my mother asked questioningly.

"I hate him! He's so... URG!" I yelled and stormed up my stairs again. Slamming my door again, I could hear my mom calling after me but choosing to ignore her, I threw my bag off my shoulder and tossed it in the corner. Jumping face down into my bed, gripping the sides of my pillow and squishing it into my face and screamed. Rolling onto my back, I took the pillow and threw it. "Boys are stupid." I muttered to myself.

Sorry its short, but.. yeah :3

vote, comment if you like it or not:)

Ash

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