Chapter 1. The Call

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It's summer. That means no school. It's pretty warm outside but I'm in my room. None of my friends are available so I'm just laying in bed with my computer watching YouTube videos. Me, my dad Tony and my brother Jaime lives here in LA. We live in a nice house at S Harcourt Ave. Our house is the smallest on the street, but it's still big. It's Yellow and I grew up here. My parents are divorced and my mom now lives in London with her new boyfriend. She moved when I was five years old. She said the she had found someone else and left. My dad never dated anyone els. I look pretty much like my mom, I have long brown hair, green eyes, medium short and freckles. I don't like that I look like her, because I don't like her. Her name is Hanna by the way. I don't know her boyfriends name, she never told us and we never talk to her. My brother Jamie is three years younger then me but it fells like he's five. He's pretty short and always wears snapbacks.

My room is pretty girly, white wallpaper, pink almost everything, and fairy lights all over my room. When you open my door you have my bed to the left and fairy lights over it, my closet to the right and my desk in front of my bed. That's pretty much my room.

Like I said, I'm in my bed watching YouTube videos. Right now I'm watching Casper Lee. My phone rings, it's unknown number. Someone is prank calling me. I guess I do have time for that because I'm pretty bored.

''Hello.'' I answer.

''Hey, this is food speaking.'' says a helium voice. What that's the worst thing someone has ever prank called me with ever, haha.

''Rose?'' I say and the person starts laughing pretty hard and the helium disappears. It's a guy, so it's not Rose. I know this voice but I don't know who it is?

''Yes, yes, this is Rose.'' the guy says.

''Hi, Rose. How are you?'' I play along.

''I'm very good.'' the guy says in a girly voice. ''What's you're name.''

''Im Keila.''i say and laugh a little bit.

''How old are you, Keila?''

''Im eighteen. But, seriously who is this?''

''It's Cameron.'' he says in he's normal voice.

''Who?''

''Cameron Dallas?''

''What?'' I say and try not to freak out. ''why are you calling me?''

''You gave me you're number?''

''No?'' I say. I bet Rose did, typical her.

''Yeah, you did. On twitter. You're in my video.''

''What, I didn't give you my number? I haven't been on twitter today.''

''Okey, haha.'' he says. ''I'm sorry for calling you then.''

''It's okey, I'm pretty bored anyway and you're awesome so yeah, I'm pretty happy you called. It's just so weird that you did.'' I laugh.

''Good! What are you doing, Keila?''

''Ehm, nothing. I'm in my room watching YouTube videos. You?''

''Besides calling you, same. What's you're favourite Netflix show?'' I can't believe that he's still talking to me?

''Ehm, Orange is the new Black.''

''Mine to! God, I love that show. Who's you're favourite?''

''Taystee.''

''Awesome...au, fuck!'' I hear and a bang.

''What happened?'' I laugh.

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