Camreigh Brown was bestfriends with long time crush Peter Kavinsky's younger sister Sophia.
They were the girls who didn't exactly fit in and they liked it that way. Until the start of their tenth grade year made Camreigh realize just how much she w...
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"Overslept and still not rested enough, I'm sorry I missed your calls before you went to school. I love you Babe, have a good first day"
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My first day of eleventh grade was starting out in every horrible way imaginable.
Peter never answered my calls this morning, thanks to the text I just got saying he overslept. Which was understandable I couldn't be to mad at him, I just thought a phone call first thing this morning might have made my mood for this entire day better.
I had absolutely no classes with Sophia this year, so no boyfriend and no bestfriend was really going to make my school life bleak.
Plus I left my locker combination in my locker with my school books, so now I have no way to do my first day homework assignments.
I sat in last period waiting for the bell as I gazed at my phone. Peter was so busy moving things today into his dorm and setting up a class schedule I hadn't had time to explain my horrible day.
I just wanted to get in my car and drive home... maybe I should've skipped today, it's not like I put in any effort to be here.. the overwhelming feeling of being alone was setting in and I didn't like it.
With three minutes to the bell, and no backpack or school books in hand I just waited. Before the bell even had a chance to ring my phone went off obnoxiously loud in front of the whole class it was Peter and I sadly couldn't answer him which made me more upset.
"Mrs. Brown" the teacher said asking me to come to her desk, after everyone was let go after the bell ring.
"Mrs. Brown I don't tolerate cell phones in my class, if your gonna have it on you at least keep it on silent. This is the first day of school, please don't make a habit of this" Mrs. Hunter asked politely I was utterly embarrassed as if I didn't have enough reasons to break down after the worst first day of school ever.
Since I couldnt get into my locker til morning when the principal could help me, I had to go home empty handed today. No homework, no backpack, no books just my cellphone.
I waited in my car for Sophia since I really hadn't seen her at all today except for the brief few minutes at lunch. When I got a text from her, of course she got a ride home with her mom today... to get her braces removed..... I really wanted to talk to her but I guess that wasn't going to happen.
I decided to wait and call Peter back when I got home, I just had to get away from this place. FAR AWAY.
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I got home and didn't even say a word to my father I just ran upstairs and threw myself on top of my bed.
Once I started crying I couldn't stop, this had inevitably been the worst first day of school ever and I felt alone which made me feel even worse.
As I sat up on my bed I grabbed the letterman Peter left for me and just clung on to it against my chest. It wasn't Peter by any means but it was close enough to semi calm me down.
That's when my phone lit up with a facetime call from Peter I think the moment his smile appeared on my screen, was the moment I second guessed just how well I could do this long distance thing....
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"Hey baby" -P "Hey" -C "What's the matter you look upset?" -P
I rolled my eyes and wiped my face on his letterman in front of me.
"Its been a horrible day" -C "Tell me all about it Cam" -P "I dont wanna ruin your mood, you look like you've had a good day" -C
He scoffed at me and smiled really big andpretended to kiss methroughthe phone.
"That doesn't matterright now, your upset talk to me Brown" -P
I don't know what it was about Peter but he knew just how to calm me down, better than anyone had.
I explained my horrible day, some of it wasfunnyI will admit now. That Peter had shed some humor on the situation to make me not feel so bad, or feel stupid about it.
I just hopedthat tomorrow would be better.
When he started to talk about Stanford, this rush of excitement beamed off of him. The way he spoke, the way he gushed over simple things. Being independent it made mehappy he was happy.
He talked about the classes he had chose and the times he would start practice and I let myself get selfish.
I think I was just jealous, and the pain of missing him was just interfering with my heart, and mind mixing up my emotions.
It was a great conversation though, and beingable to physically see him made me feel better. We skyped until his phone started to go dead.
Four hours, of sweet conversation. Laughs, A few tears, smiles but they always seemed to end the same as the last. With the exception of us trying not to upset the other to bad.
That sadness still lingered and the distance was still there. I know things would get easier, I just hope it was going to happen soon.
"I miss your smile" Peter said as his phone beeped going dead.
I smiled as we both said Ilove you in time before hisphone died on us.
I knew once the new had worn off of this major step in his life that the both of us would relax a little more and not be so sensitive to the distance.... at leastI hoped.
