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Chapter 5

*Cameron's POV*

At dinner the other night, my parents met the parents of a girl who happens to go to my school. Being my parents, they mentioned my sucky grades, and the girl's dad offered her to tutor me

I decided to take this as a good thing. Maybe this girl's hot. My parents aren't ever home in the afternoon, they both work late hours. Me and this chic could have some fu... My thoughts are interupted by a slight knock on the front door.

I jog over to the door, unlock it and swing it open. It's Annaliese. SHIT. I was hoping I wouldn't see her again until tomorrow when she went back to her sweats and t-shirts so I could stop thinking about how fucking pretty she looked today. Now she's gonna tutor me?! Well if she's gonna dress like this everyday from now on, I might just have to get to know her , and I mean ALL of her....

"Uhmm...can I come in?" She asked timidly. I finally realized that I was standing there staring at her.

"Oh...shit. Uhmmm...yea. Come on...we'll uhh...work in the living room.

*Annaliese's POV*

Why are they all acting so freaking weird today? They all of a sudden are staring at me, now?

His parents aren't home. Fuck. I was really hoping for some witnesses if he treat me awful.

"Ok...we'll start with page 83 I guess."

Here goes.

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I'm very skilled at being quiet, so I've worked with Cameron for about an hour now, without barely saying a word to him. I didn't want to say anything to tick him off.

"Uhh...how'd you get number 4?"

I looked over his work. "Uhmm....you forgot to cross multiply.

"Thanks." He mumbled."Can we take a break, I really gotta piss."

"Sure." I answer simply.

"You've barely said anything the entire time you've been here, Annaliese." He stared at me.

Well maybe its because I'm here tutoring one of my bullies and I'm scared you'll punch the shit out of me if I get on your nerves, Is what I wanted to say "Yea.." I said instead.

"You know, I'm trying to be nice, you don't have to be so..closed off and scared." He said calmly.

I looked away and didn't answer. He sighed and got up. " I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Help yourself to a snack" he said getting up and going upstairs.

I was hungry. I got up and went to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and pulled out some strawberries. I would have gotten a junk food from the pantry, but I didn't want to seem like a fat ass in front of one of the boys that calls me "fat whore"

I grabbed a knife and began slicing the strawberries horizontally on the cutting board, (I like my strawberries cut up and sprinkled with sugar) using one hand to hold the berry in place.

I was cutting the 3rd strawberry when I cut my finger with the medium sized knife.

"FUCK!" I yelled pain coursing through my finger. I heard Cam coming down the stairs.

"What happened?" He asked as he walked into the kitchen , sounding the slightest bit concerned.

"I cut my god damned, fucking finger!" (I curse when I'm mad , okay. Hop off my dick) He chuckled.

"Here, one sec." He disappeared and returned with a band-aid. He took my wrist and led me to the sink. He turned it on and placed my finger under the warm water.

After the blood washed away, he ripped the packaging of the blue band-aid open and wrapped it around my finger. His long fingers still wrapped around my wrist. I looked up to see his brown eyes staring down at me.

"Thanks." I whispered.

"No problem" he said and smiled. He's still staring at me and holding my wrist.

"What?" I said.

"You look beautiful today, really nice." He said still smiling.

I didn't answer, to lost in his eyes.

And with that, he crashed his lips down onto mine.

*Matt's POV*

I cannot stop thinking about Annaliese. I have been avoiding her all day, trying to get how beautiful she looked, out of my mind. How her curly, brown ponytail still hung mid-back despite its high position it was in. How.... I shatter my own thoughts.

"FUUCCK!" I screamed, punching the steering wheel. Do I like fucking Annaliese?
The girl I have bullied since the 7th grade. I don't even know. I need to talk to someone. I decide on Cam, because I know he won't judge me on my thoughts about her and if there's one thing Cameron is , he's fucking loyal.

I arrive at his huge house( you could say, all of our parents do pretty well...okay, we're all rich as hell.) . I try the door to see if his dumbass forgot to lock it, because he's always forgetting. It's unlock. Hopefully he's not in here being murdered with an axe.

I walk in the living room and see paper, math textbooks, pencils and 2 backpacks, one of which is a girls. Of course, Cameron has a girl of over.

Before I check the upstairs in his room, I check the kitchen where I find him sucking face with some girl. He's literally got his tongue down her throat. They don't even notice I'm h...wait, is that Annaliese? The fuck?!

Yes it is. She's got her hand in his hair , the other arm draped over his shoulder, and her back resting against the counter, while he has his hand holding her firmly by the back of her neck. I feel like I'm gonna be fucking sick as red, hot anger fills me, coursing through my veins.

Before I know what I'm doing, I'm rip Cam away from her and punch him straight in the jaw.

"What the fuck!?" Cameron yells. I punch him again.

"Matt!? What the hell? Stop! Please!" Annaliese screams. I bring my arm back once more to punch him, but she grabs my arm. She looks at me with pleading teary eyes and I'm instantly putty in her hands. I drop him and stand. She wipes her eyes and backs away. Without another word she leaves the kitchen, grabs her things and runs out the door.

"Fuck you, Matt!" Cameron shouts and is out the door after her, leaving me there in my spot in the kitchen.

*Annaliese's POV*

I was running as fast as I could away from Cameron's house. Why did Cameron kiss me ? Why did Matt hit him? More importantly, did I like the kiss? I felt something inside me when he kissed me. In the pit of my stomach. Something I have never felt before. Ever. It was like a fire was ignited in me. With every touch the fire grew. I did like it , and I'd do it again.

I hear someone gaining on me. It's either Matt or Cam. I'd prefer it to be Cam. At the moment I'm scared of Matt, but I do want to know why he hit Cameron. I feel someone wrap their hand around my wrist , whipping around. It was Cameron.

"What was that?" he asks breathing heavily.

"I don't know! You kissed me! And then Matt punched you! It was just too much so I left!"

"Did you like it?" What? "The kiss, did you feel something?"

"I don't know Cameron! Why'd you kiss me in the first place?!"

"I don't know, I just...I wanted to I guess..." What?

"Cameron...I gotta go." I pulled from his grasp and began running in the other direction again, leaving him standing there. I don't know where I'm running. I can't come home yet, I left my key and my dad doesn't get home till 7 thirty. I was still planning on be at Cam's, but there's know way in hell I'm going back there. I begin to feel whoosy and realize I'm crying. I'm feeling light headed, everything is happening to fast.

Everything begins to go black as I fall to the sidewalk.

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