Chapter Eight

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I was texting Cam during class all day, through out school and lunch.

As I was texting Cam, Mr Gawnt took my phone.

"Okay Miss Johnson, you know the rules, right?"

"Uh, yes sir."

"Okay, well let see what you guys we're sayin." He cleared his throat as he walked up front. "Cameron: You look nice'.  Vicky: Well you did my hair so obviously you would say it looks good.' Heart, heart.  Cameron: That's not the only thing I did (meaning sex)". Everyone started to whisper. He just continued. "Vicky: lol glad it wasn't me.'.  Cameron: You wish I did tho, right?'. Vicky: Lol nahh".

Everyone sat there and stared, mostly at me... The bell went off and I walked out of class embarrassed

He stopped me and Cameron. "Next time don't text in my class."

I looked and him, "Next time don't read my private fucking messages, don't you know what PRIVATE MESSAGES mean? It means its between us, and who else I'm okay with them seeing it. And I sure as hell dont want some pervy old man to read em'."

I took my phone and stormed out. Cameron follow with his jaw opened.

After that I was know as the bad girl.

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Once I got home I got a text from Cameron.

"Hey Vick. Party at Matts house, wanna come?"

"Yeah, sure. But no drinking for me."

"Why, I thought you were a bad girl *winky face*"

"Lol no I'm not. But I'll be there."

"Okay, so tonight at 8?"

"Yeah, sounds cool." I know I sounded cool, and calm, but in side I was freaking out. What if he got me drunk? What if he took my virginity? What if he took my clothes off? All these questions were running through my head like running water.

Hours went by and it was already 6:00. I picked out my outfit: I put on my pink shirt that said "P!NK". one of my favorite singers. My white shorts that had pink tips, my black vans and my black hat. Last but not least, I put my necklace on that Cameron got me. I was ready...

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