As she pulled me down the hallway, I clutched my Gucci messenger bag closer to me. We finally arrived at our lockers. I entered my combination and put my books away. Emily flipped her curly blond hair in my face. "Really?" She laughed hysterically. I closed my locker and turned to be face-to-face with Ryder Jones. "Uhhh, h-hey Cameron." he stuttered. I stood there, speechless. Thank God for Emily! "Hey Ryder!" He smiled at me then turned to Emily. "Hey, can you guys sit with us at lunch today?" he asked, gesturing toward his friends behind him. I quickly snapped to my senses, "Sure!" He grinned at me. "Okay. See you around!" he called over his shoulder, running down the hall. When he was out of earshot, Emily squealed. "He totally wants you!" I rolled my eyes at this theory. "Ryder Jones and Cameron Ford? That'll NEVER happen!" Emily twisted her face up in disgust. "You are fricken HOT! If I didn't like guys, I'd try to get you for myself." Okay, so maybe my red hair was bouncy and shiny, and maybe I had a toned body due to kickboxing, but I could never see this happening. EVER. "Whatever Cam. Let's just get to first period on time," she huffed as the warning bell rang.
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Witnessing A Miracle
Teen FictionCameron Ford Wasn't Your Typical Nerd Girl, She Was Hot and Every Girl's Dream Wanted Her. Now That She's A Junior, She Decides To Be Remembered. But How Far Will She Go To Be Known?
