Highkey (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 2

Camryn Pov ~×~

"Could you, uh...rest your-- perfect." I mumbled taking Kiana's picture.

She made an appointment for a photoshoot yesterday online.

I made a website about 2 years ago, at first no one really made any visits to it but once my dad began to advertise it, I had hella customers scheduling dates.

I also had a business number made just to make it even more professional.

Again, I take this very seriously, especially with paying my tuition off.

"Thanks Cam." She said before paying me and being on her way.

I had 30 minutes until my next class started so I just chilled on my laptop to kill time.

35 notifications came from my website in the last 5 minutes from different students. I responded to some and noticed I had one from some guy going by the name Chris.

Oh wait, that's some jock everyone likes to talk about. Especially Kiera.

He was one of the most popular guys on campus and one of the good looking in most opinions. He was at the top of the food chain.

Me? I'm probably somewhere near the bottom.

My question was, why did he need to schedule a photoshoot?

My watch beeped indicating that I needed to hurry up. I gathered my stuff and drove to the literature building.

I heard chattering through out the room as I entered. The first person I saw was Layla, my best friend.

"Girl! Let me tell you what happened yesterday..." She started as I sat down.

"Lord, what now?"

"I was sitting next Quinton yesterday in class and saw him glance over at me twice!"

"Twice?" I asked acting shocked while grasping my chest.

"Yes! Ya girl was blushing, then he gon send a wink when I caught him! Ugh."

"Good luck with that." I said getting my laptop back out.

"Oh, you know that boy..um..." I tried to think, snapping my fingers to jog my memory.

"Chris? Yeah, he scheduled a photoshoot."

"Fine, sexy football player Chris?" She asked with her eyes bulging out her sockets.

"If that's what you want to refer to him as, I guess."

"Girl, consider yourself lucky. You need to try and get him." She said.

"I don't even know who he is or what he looks like. Besides, relationships are kinda overrated right now."

"I said get him. Not cuff him." She said.

".....I don't get what you're saying."

"Girl you know what I'm taking about!" She yelled.

"Ms. Taylor! Keep it down or get out." Mrs. Janice said pointing her old wrinkly finger at her.

"Sorry...." She turned back towards me giving me a knowingly look.
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After class, I rushed back to my room. I was not getting stopped by anyone to ask for an appointment. That's one thing I hate....

I GOT A WEBSITE FOR A REASON B!

I hate being stopped by multiple people asking for me to take their photos, I don't interact with people that well. That's kinda why I made a website so they can just schedule one.

When I do end up taking their pictures, I barely talk to them unless I'm giving instructions on a certain position.

I'm not shy, I just don't like fucking with a lot of people. Ya dig?

I entered my room and fell straight in the bed. It's been a long day and I was tired.

"Cam, you gon' be up by the time I get back?" I heard Kiera ask.

"No." I mumbled into my pillow.

"I need a way to get in after I leave Derrick's party."

"I know a solution! Use the key." I stale faced her.

"I lost it." I sighed dramatically and gave her mine.

"Don't lose that one, I'm not paying a dollar to get another one."

"I'm not. Thanks, bye bye." She rushed out the door leaving me alone. Finally.
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Chris Pov~×~

I scheduled a photoshoot with some broad at this school. I looked at the photos she posted on her website and thought it was a professional photographer.

"You found anyone yet? I did." Q asked coming down the stairs.

"Yeah, some girl on campus take pictures."

"Cool, when you taking them?"

"Thursday. I hope she ain't one of those model photographers who make you do those difficult positions you can't hold." I mumbled.

"Yeah. Ay, I gotta go. Derrick havin' a party tonight."

"Aight." We did our handshake before he left with the others.

I was invited but I didn't wanna go. Today wasn't exactly one of my best ones.

I called up my mom and as expected, I didn't get an answer. She's always working.

It always seemed like she never had time for me. She's a busy woman, there's nothing I can really do about that.

But it would be nice to have a little conversation with her, ever since I joined the football team in 6th grade, she grew disappointed.

She wanted me to be on the damn mathematics team but that wasn't my forte.

I tried my best with keeping my grades up just to impress her but she only found ways to criticize me and tell me that I should do better.

It use to bother me but once I hit 11th grade, I shrugged that shit off and just did me. I wasn't about to keep stressing myself out because of her.

I found myself avoiding her just so I wouldn't feel that negative energy.

At the end of the day though, that's still my moms and I still respect her. She pushed me and if it wasn't for her I probably wouldn't be here now.

After scheduling the appointment, I went upstairs and went to sleep since it was already late and I had to meet this girl at 2.