Chapter 10

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"DESPACITO! I don't know the lyrics so I say Dorito, I am very hungry so I say burrito, I just wanna visit my uncle Poquitto, despacitooo!" Cameron screamed at the top of his lungs, making me press my palms over my ears. It was Friday and Cam was driving us to school when Despacito played on the radio, his favourite song. Every time the song played, Cam made it a point to sing along even though he doesn't know the lyrics.

"Shut up Cam! Your voice is horrible," I said, glaring at him. He stopped and glanced over at me, before turning his attention back to the road, pouting. I smirked in satisfaction and leaned my head against the window, letting out a sigh.

"You're coming to the party tonight?" Cam asked.

"Yeah, I have to. The girls will kill me if I don't," I said and frowned.

"Well, stay with me and the guys all the time, okay? I don't wanna take a risk if that bastard is present at the party," Cam sneered, his hold on the steering wheel tightening.

"Even if Derek is present at the party, the chances of him finding us are really slim. Have you seen Matt's house? It's huge," I assured him. Personally, I was terrified at the mere thought of Derek being present at the party. After I received the note on Monday, Cam had been very protective over me. It didn't help that he thought what happened last year was his fault even though I assured him a million times it wasn't. Cam had told the guys about the note and they had taken up the role of a guard dog for me. It was funny actually, seeing them so protective over me, but I was glad. The girls were always by my side and although Asher was unaware of the cause of my distress on Tuesday morning, he tried his best to cheer me up. Heck, he even bought me a jar of Nutella.

"I know, but just be careful," Cam said wearily, glancing over at me.

"Yeah, I will," I smiled and gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze.

"I'm so ready to get wasted," Cam sighed after a few seconds.

"Idiot," I mumbled, shaking my head, to which he just laughed. "I wonder what prank Mason and Noah have planned for today," I wondered.

"Oh, it's going to be epic!" Cam grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He pulled into the parking lot of the school, and I got out of the car.

"It's not fair that you get to know what the prank is before the rest of us," I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest and pouting.

"It's not my fault. Everybody loves me," Cam said, putting an arm around my shoulder and ruffling my hair. I swatted his hand away and adjusted my hair as we walked towards the big tree where the others were standing and talking.

"Hello, my favourite twins!" Mason said and slauntered towards us. He did the bro hug with Cam and then put an arm around my shoulder, ruffling my hair.

"Why the sudden affection?" I asked, looking at him suspiciously.

"Nothing special," he said and shrugged. "Was just missing my best friend," he said to which Asher let out a gasp.

"I thought I was your best friend, sunshine," he said, pouting. "Say I am your best friend!"

"No I'm her best friend!" Mason pouted, glaring at Asher. I rolled my eyes and flicked both of them on the forehead, making them wince and rub the sore spot.

"Everyone knows I'm her best friend," Noah said, puffing his chest out, smiling boyishly.

"Actually, Jasper is my best friend," I said, making my way towards Jasper who winked at me and put an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. I smirked at the look of disbelief on Noah and Mason's face who seemed to have taken this argument seriously. Asher chuckled and rolled his eyes, ruffling my hair. I glared at him and adjusted my hair. What is it with everyone ruffling my hair today?

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