You don't have the right

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I wake up around 8:30, and slowly roll out of bed. I go to the bathroom, and as I walk pass the mirror something catches my eye so I pause. Who is this girl I'm looking at? She doesn't look like me at all, I think to myself. I stare at my gaunting face, with baggy eyes, and pale features. I look like a fucked up zombie. Shaking my head, I exit the bathroom, and go into my closet. Reaching up, I pull out a small pink box. I carefully slide off the lid and look at the contents as I do every morning, before I slip it back into it's original spot. The box belonged to my grandma, who passed away 2 years ago.

Shaking my head, I turn and pick out my black Nike spandex leggings,  a black Nike sports bra, covered by a gray tank top, and paired with my gray Nike's. I set the clothes on my bed, and get dressed. I then go into the bathroom. and dig through my drawers, until I find my black pony tail, and my black headband. I put both in, making sure my ponytail is nice and tight, then I exit my bathroom, heading down the stairs. I walk past my mother sitting at the table eating breakfast, and I nod in acknowledgment. 

Once I get outside, I pull out my phone, and unwrap my headphones, sticking them in my ears. Standing in front of the door, I pull open Pandora, and go to my workout station. The first song that comes up, is Fall out Boy-Phoenix. I stretch for a second, making sure I'm not so stiff, then I begin to jog down the sidewalk.

I've been jogging for 5 minutes now, and now that I feel warmed up, I shift into a run. Just as I begin to run, the song ends and Eminem-Not Afraid starts playing in my ears. This encourages me to run faster. My destination, is to get to the park about 5 miles from my house, and the goal is to not stop until I get there, and only then will I pause for a drink before sprinting home.

When I'm upset, I run. It helps me to figure out what to do, it also helps make me feel better. Although, today it isn't really working. I am still confused on what to do with Wren. Why does she want to talk after what she did, and why did she do it too? Also, what is going to happen when I return to school, on Monday, (I ditched today) and I have to face Taylor? Shaking my head, I push myself to go faster, partly disappointed that I'm letting this distract me from my run.

When I reach the park, I slow my pace. When I spot the water fountain, I slowly walk over and take a drink. Savoring the ice cold feeling on my lips, I pull out my phone glancing at the time. It's 9:30, and I have until 12:30, then I need to go to Ame's bakery to meet Wren. I turn around, putting my phone back into my pocket. Once it's secured, I begin to sprint home.

I get home, and walk up the stairs, my music still playing. I get into my room, and pick out a pair of black washed jeans, accompanied by a maroon long sleeve t-shirt. Lastly, digging through my closet, I find my maroon All-stars. I set this on my bed, and go into my bathroom. I turn towards my shower, and mess with the handles until I find the perfect temperature, then peel off my sweaty clothes, and throw them into my laundry basket. 

Stepping into the shower, I moan in delight as the nice warm water meets my skin. I take a really long time, and make sure I wash every inch of myself, before turning the water off, and reaching around the corner for my towel. Feeling the fuzzy towel between my fingers, I give it a tug until I have the towel in my arms, and then wrap myself in it stepping out, and into my room.

As I enter my room, the cold air makes me shiver, so I quickly sit on my bed and get dressed. Once I am fully clothed, I go back into the bathroom, and brush my hair, then plug in my straightner. While it warms up, I begin to apply foundation, eyeliner, mascara, and eye shadow. After applying these, I dig through my drawer until I found my black matte lipstick. Taking my time, I apply it, then step back and take a look at myself. I shake my head, a small smile forming as I think, I almost look pretty. Feeling my straighter, and deciding it's hot enough, I begin to slowly straighten my hair. When I am all done, I grab my phone off the charger, and sit on my bed.

Looking through my Instagram posts, a text from Cameron comes up. 

C: Hey girl!! I know we haven't hung out in awhile, and I heard you were home. Wanna sleepover at my place tonight? The family is gone, so don't worry about running into Jessica. ;)

I think about it for a minute. My mom is gonna be working a double shift and won't be home, and I could really use a distraction from everything. With my response in mind, I text him back.

M: Yeah, I could use a break! :)

C: Cool, I'll pick you up around 3:30. 

M: See you then.

After replying to Cameron's text, I check the time to see that it's 12:15, time to go meet Wren. I get up, and head downstairs to my fridge. I open it up, and take out a cold water. I then go to the garage, and take my keys to my baby (a black jeep) and get inside. Once I start the car, and before I head out, I reach over and plug my phone into the radio, and crank the volume up loud as my shuffle playlist comes on. I roll all the windows down, so everyone can hear my music, and I pull out of the drive, heading over to the bakery.

I get there, and see an empty spot up front. Pulling into the spot, I turn off my car and get out, slamming the door extra loud, so Wren knows I'm here. I head into the bakery, and see When waiting for me at the back table. I go up to the counter, and order a creme filled doughnut, and a strawberry banana smoothie. With my food in hand, I walk over to the table Wren is at, and sit accross from her. After a moment of awkwardness, I speak up. "What do you want Wren?" I sigh, ready to get this over with.

"I'm so so sorry Mel, I wasn't thinking when I kissed him. I'm sorry you got hurt too, and that I ruined our friendship," Wren says exasperated. I just shake my head, and take a bite of my doughnut, internally laughing on the inside. So this is what this was about, I think to myself standing up. I go over and grab a bag and put my doughnutin it, then turn back to Wren giving her a cold stare.

"Look, I don't need your apologises okay? I don't want to be your friend, and I wish I never met you. So why d ont you run along and ruin someone else's friendship," I say turning away and leaving the restaurant. When I get back to my car, I take one last look inside, and see her still sitting there looking very shocked. I pull out my phone and take a picture, before texting Cameron that I'll be over sooner than he thought. And with that, I pull out of the bakery, and get onto the interstate, with the windows down, the music turned up load, and the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair.

I arrive at Cameron's thirty minutes later. I pull into his driveway, and shut off my car, getting out, and heading inside, where I see him already waiting with a stack of rented movies, and A LOT of snacks. Cameron notices my sad look, and immediately gets up and tackles me into a hug. I take a breath, and his minty fresh smell fills my senses, and calms me down. I step back, and grab a blanket out of the closet before cuddling up next to him, to watch the first movie, if I stay.

After about our third movie, and a bunch of snacks later, I start to feel tired. Cameron senses this, and leans down to whisper in my ear, "If you want, you can fall asleep. There's plenty of time to watch more tomorrow," he says. After waiting a minute for my response, he picks me up, and carries me upstairs to his bed, placing me down softly, and lying next to me, wrapping me in his tight embrace. His minty fresh smell, fills my nose until I drift fast asleep. But, right before I fall asleep I feel him kiss my forehead, and whisper I love you baby in my ear. I brushed it off, thinking I was making it up, being really tired and all. And after that, I drift off into a deep peaceful sleep,  with Cameron's arms around me, and my head hug me into his chest. Not long after, Cameron falls asleep too, with my still wrapped tightly, and safely in his arms, like a prized possession he doesn't dare loose.

A/N:

Hi guys, I know it's been awhile but I'm back, and to make up form it, I've made this chapter extra long. I will be posting more often, now that I have free time. Well, let me know what you think, and should it be Cameron and Melissa, or Taylor and Melissa??? Hmmm...... let me know whatyou think I  the comments and it might just happen!!!

Bye!

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