The Magcon Diaries (Magcon Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

MICHELLE'S POV

"Were leaving. You sure you don't want to come?" Jenah asks me for about the millionth time.

Oh my god. How many times do I have to tell her?

"Hundred percent. Have fun though babes," I say while getting up to hug them. I give them a warm smile, and they walk out the door.

Finally. Some peace and quiet. Some alone time. Time to think and reflect. Who am I kidding? I'm just going to sit here, eat too much, watch tv, and screw around with my phone.

CAMERON'S POV

There's a knock on the door and I hop up to answer it, quickly smoothing my hair.

"Took them long enough," I hear Nash say from the bathroom. I laugh and open the door to two smiling faces. There's no sign of Mich.

"Hey guys, come in! Where's Miss PissyPants?" I ask with a smirk, which gains a small giggle from Jenah.

Kelsey just stands there staring at me. Umm akward. Nash walks up behind me and pushes me out of the way.

"Come on in guys," he says to them with a giant smile on his face. I roll my eyes. He's such a playa.

I'm actually kind of upset that Mich didn't show up. I was really hoping she would come.

I think I'm going to go talk to her, I really want her here. I mean, is that such a bad thing to ask?

"Guys I'll be right back," I say. Without even thinking. I grab my phone off of my bed and head for the door.

"Where are you going?" Nash asks. I turn around to see everyone's confused faces.

"To find Miss. PissyPants ," I reply. Jenah's eyes go wide and she shakes her head.

What was that about? It's not like I'm going to do anything to her. I ignore it, and start to walk again.

"See you guys soon okay?" I ask.

With that I'm off, down the hallway. I don't know what I'm going to say to her. I really want to talk to her, but she wont let me.

I get to her door, smooth my hair one last time, and knock. I wait a few seconds and then hear a click.

She opens the door with a smiling face, but that beautiful smile disappears as soon as she sees me. Why the fuck did she hate me so much? I don't get it. I'm trying to be a good guy here, but she's making it so god damn hard.

"What do you want?" She asks, scowling at me.

Well she sounds pissed, yet again. I really don't understand this girl, but I kind of like that I guess.

"I wanted to talk to you," I say. Her scowl eases a little bit.

"About what?" She looks confused confused.

To be honest I really don't know.

"I just don't want you to hate me," I reply innocently. She gives me a really weird look, which I cant decode.

"Listen Cameron, it's not that I hate you, it's just that it pisses me off that you can have such an impact on girls that don't even know you. I always thought you were a dickhead, but now I don't know what to think. I'm sorry."

Now I feel awful.

"Its fine. I honestly understand how you could feel that way, but I'm not a total dickhead, in my opinion at least. Can you promise me that you'll actually get to know the real me?" I ask her. I really hope she says yes.