Waiting.

Three

The rest of Algebra passed. Still, Cammie wouldn't talk to me. I just couldn't keep my mind off her. Well, she kept scribbling only-god-knows-what in her notebook. I couldn't see past her long curls.. AND THOSE ANNOYING PINK STREAKS! How I hated that shit.

I'm so worked up by these simple things.

I am so having those off the day we get married! I can't stop thinking about the day we do. She'll be in this fluffy white gown and a veil hiding her stunning features. Her dad helping her, arm in arm, and me at the end of the aisle. Just, waiting.

But she's walking so slow and hesitating every step right now. Ugh

Cole nudged me and signaled that we walk out. I just sighed and limped our way out. Yes, I was dragging my completely disappointed feet out of the room, trying to pull off a genuine smile.

Once again, Camms got the best of me.

We headed down to the cafeteria and got a few apples to munch on before running to Biology.

"Dude, she's avoiding you" Cole shook his head.

I glared at him again, "Oh, thank you, Captain Obvious". Just shut it.

"You don't want to talk about it.." he nodded, understanding.

Then, Nate appeared, as if completely out of nowhere. As usual, he was holding his can of Cola and chocolate bar. He sat down with us, grinning, "Yo, bros".

"'Sup, Nate?" Cole asked as they made our authentic handshake.

"Same old, same old. Hey dre, just wanted to tell 'ya.. so that you won't hit me in the face.. I pounded CC last night. Oh, that.. that was gorgeous" he smirked- like an idiot in my eyes.

I tried to ignore the obvious lie.

"Bro, would you mind?" Cole asked for me.

"Hey, hey.. Whoa. I was just kidding. We just made out at the party..!" he still smiled.

Cole made a face palm.

You are definitely not helping, Nathan.

I glared into his eyes. Those shitty rimms of brown could -hell I care- poof out.

"Yeah, she won't dare you, man. But I can say, she tasted cruelly sweet.. I can't say I hated it.."

Can't you just skip the bragging part?!

"..and that I wouldn't come back for more" he stared into his can, lost in thought.

I grunted. No hope of shutting Nate.

"How'd it taste? Strawberry? ..or vanilla?" Cole asked.

"Last night was strawberry.." he nodded, agreeing "Vanilla was last week".

"You can't avoid the lemon deep in her throat, right?" Cole high-fived him. Nate nodded, licking his lower lip as if tasting it again. They made the gesture of bowing down to an imaginary image on the table.

"O, great one. We beg you, give us more~".

I didn't come here to listen to this nonsense.. I stood up, stomped my way out the cafeteria and heard the wild booms of laughter echoing the walls. Oh bloody hell.

Mindlessly, I roamed the halls, waiting for the next bell. I let this.. "PULL" just drag my feet around. I don't know but it seemed right.. And it led me to this music room that looked like the AVR. Oh wait, it was the AVR.

At the far left side, near the huge red curtains, I saw a grand piano.. and a familiar figure. Cammie, sitting and ready to play.

Her shoulders rose and sank back down- she took a deep breath. Then and there, flowed a bittersweet melody that surrounded the room, it pulled me in. I took a seat near the exit and let the ear-piercing music torture me and hold me on my seat.

It felt like it was for me. It sounded like she wanted something so bad it hurt and she was doing her best to hold back. It was shown at the several high-pitched flats.

It was a song that had lots lyrics behind the melody.

It teased the insides of my soul to run, but there were soft, ringing chains that also held me back.

And that ringing was sweet.. as if filled with love.

Too much love.

Love that held us bound.

Bound to our love so great.

So great, it made a path wide and straight.

Which would lead us to where we belong.

Then, the bell rang. The music immediately stopped.

What the fuck was I thinking? I stood up from my trance and took a last glimpse as she slumped her shoulders and stepped away from the piano.

Then, she saw me. I smiled at her, her eyes were shining.. glittering.. as if they were brimming with tears. And those precious drops were about to fall..

Then she ran for it. Faster than I could run after.

Frustrated, I made my way out groggily to Biology.

I was too lost in thought, thinking about its hidden words. Even scribbled down some ideas. Words that could fit the tune.

Ack, I was probably racking my brain and being so fucking corny for nothing.