Enemies

What's Her Name?

SHANNON POV: 

"Shannon! Wake up, you're gonna be late!" I groan and flip over on my stomach "Shannon, seriously wake up school starts in 45 minutes" My mom, Debbie, rips the cover off my body "Alright alright chill mom" I get up begrudgingly "Put a smile on that beautiful face, it's your first day of your junior year" She pinches my cheek "Can't you tell I'm ecstatic?" I put on a sarcastic smile "I'm gonna shower real quick" I grab a towel from my drawer

"Alright, you gotta look hot for all the girls" I say to myself as I scan through my closet "Aha!" I pull out my signature black ripped skinny jeans, a white Adidas hoodie, and my black high top converse. Alright, so basically I came out as gay last year and everyone's cool with it and since I'm the volleyball team captain all the hot "straight girls"  have been all over me. I love it, it's just sex without any strings attached. I quickly apply some light makeup and straighten my hair.

"Alright mom I'm heading out, have a good day at work love you" I lean over the kitchen counter and kiss her on the cheek "Love you too sweetie, have a great day at school" I grab my keys and sling my backpack over my shoulder.

I get in my car, a total chick magnet may I add, it's an all black Jeep Wrangler and drive to school. 

"Ally! You ready to own this school?" I holler to my best friend, Ally Hills, we've been best friends since third grade. "You know it Beveridge" We fist bump and we make our way inside. As we walk down the hall you can see everyone hugging each other, happy to be reunited after the long summer break. "And there's the good old dance team" Ally scoffs and points them out. As we stare them down a blonde head of hair whips around and just stares at me, woah she's hot! Two other girls, Joanna Simon and Heather Ramsey, are whispering to her and looking in our direction which obviously leads me to believe they're talking about us "Who is that?" I nudge Ally and nod in the blonde girl's direction, "What do you mean who is that? Do you seriously not know?" She laughs "I seriously don't know, now tell me who that is" Ally sighs and palms her forehead "That's Cammie Scott,  you idiot!" She slaps the back of  my head. My jaw drops "That's Cammie Scott?! She did not look like that last year" I mumble incredulously "A lot of things happen over summer break. Puberty decided to pay Cammie a little visit and now she's the new captain of the dance team ever since Michelle transferred schools over the summer" My eyebrows shoot up "Damn, good for her" We continue walking down the hall and as we pass the dance team I give Cammie a little smirk and she rolls her eyes but has a genuine smile on her face "Don't even think about it Shannon" Ally warns me right after she saw our little exchange "Think about what?" I chuckle and she rolls her eyes "Don't play dumb with me, I know you want to hookup with Cammie but forget about it. You're the captain of the volleyball team and she's the captain of the dance team, you're not supposed to like each other" I shrug and open my locker put all my textbooks that I don't need inside "No one would have to know" Ally scoffs "Please, in this high school everyone knows everything" That is true, everyone does know everything "Well maybe it's time for the dance team and volleyball team to get along finally" I close my locker "We both know that's not gonna happen anytime soon, let's just go to first period and we'll talk about this during lunch" I nod and we make our way to history as the bell rings. 

"How were your classes?" Stevie Boebi, Ally's secret crush and one my closest friends, asks me "Same old shit" I shrug and plop down to the seat next to Ally "Hey ladies!" Danny Padilla, the only straight person in our friend group, greets us warmly "Danny how you been?" I smile "Amazing, my summer break was amazing" He gushes "Did you finally get a girlfriend?" Stevie jokes and Danny pouts "No" we all laugh but I quickly stop as I spot Cammie and her two friends from before sit down at the table in front of us "Earth to Shannon, you're drooling" Ally waves a hand in front of my face "I am not drooling, just admiring" I smirk and Stevie catches on "Seriously? We've been going to the same school as Cammie since middle school and now you notice her? After she got hot?" Ally claps her hands "That's what I've been saying! She didn't even know her name until I told her" I punch her in the arm "Shut up Ally, let's just stop talking about her" I go back to picking at my sandwich

The rest of the day dragged on until the dismissal bell rang and everyone rushed out of their last period classes like a stampede of horses. "Yo Ally, you coming over later?" I ask her as we make our way towards our cars "Hell yeah that way I can kick your ass in Call of Duty again" She laughs "Alright you beat me once, chill" I chuckle "Alright I'll see you later Shanny" I smile "See ya Hills" 

I unlock my car and throw my bag in the passenger seat, I was about to get in but then I see Cammie walking to her car. Now or never, I guess. "Hey Cammie!" I call out to her and she stops and looks around to see who's calling her, I jog over to her "Hey" I smile and she raises her eyebrows as if she's asking me why I'm talking to her "Hi" She says hesitantly "Can I help you or something?" I laugh at how she's acting "Do you not know who I am?" She rolls her eyes "Shannon Beveridge, captain of the volleyball team, the whole school knows who you are"               "Camden Scott, captain of the dance team, who's really beautiful" I smirk as she blushes "So you wanna go out?" I cut to the chase, her eyes widen "I can't" She shakes her head "What why?" "Shannon, I know your reputation with the girls in this school and to add onto that you're on the volleyball team and I'm on the dance team, it'll never work out" I sigh and nod "Just think about it ok?" I plead and she smiles "I will"  "Well I'll see you tomorrow, gorgeous" I wink and she blushes once more "Bye Shannon" 

I jog back over to my car and get in, at least we've talked to each other now. One step closer than this morning.