Somewhere Between Florida And Heaven

4~ Long time no see

I couldn't restrain myself.

I was so freaking hungry, my stomach managed to growl during my whole american history class, and that was so awfully embarrassing. Joseph, who was sitting next to me, wouldn't stop making fun of me, which earned him some seriously murderous glares from my behalf.

So when we finally arrived at our table in the cafeteria, I packed out the lunch bag my father gave me and savoured the strawberry jam sandwich. Actually, I think I didn't savour it, I stuffed it in my mouth like a savage and quickly washed it down with orange juice.

Joseph was basically staring at me disgusted while he popped some grapes into his mouth.

Nathaniel, Lauren, Marco and Emma joined us around the round table, Marco sat beside me on my left and the others in front of me, leaving the seat on my right empty. We started talking about how Mrs. Decker has a huge crush on the school janitor. Emma and Nathaniel noticed her laughing at his jokes exaggeratedly and tucking her short blond hair behind her ear. They are both attractive mid aged people and would actually make a really good couple, since they seem to get along easily.
I was sipping my orange juice when I suddenly felt a presence near me.

Someone sat on the empty seat and was staring at me. I continued drinking my juice nervously and kept looking down, when the person finally spoke.

"Hey Cam."

I choked on my drink and spilled some on the table from the shock that just overtook my whole body.
I wasn't sure how to react or what to answer, I was paralyzed and apparently everyone noticed it. They were looking back and forth between Jonathan and I, and for a short moment I seriously thought they would have it all figured out thanks to my dumb reaction.

I gathered my strength, tilted my head to the right and was ready to respond when my eyes met Jonathan's and the feelings I tried to suppress the last week bubbled up. His perfect black hair and stubbled face definitely triggered some pretty steamy memories and I couldn't help but shiver at his sight.

He broke the awkward silence when he continued talking. "Long time no see,"

I rose my brows and widened my eyes to silently ask him what the hell he was doing. I thought we were supposed to keep us a secret. I was able to avoid him the first weeks school started, and now here he was, torturing me, probably ready to destroy my friendship with his sister, just because he could.

"Marco. my father asked if you could help him with the roof. He said he'd even pay you." he said in a monotone voice.
He placed his elbows on the table, his gaze still on me. He was smirking this entire time, with every awkward move I made, his eyes fixed on me.

"Sure. When does he need me to come?"

He finally tore his gaze away. "I think he said directly after school."

"Wait, I thought you were driving me home," I interjected, still a bit uncomfortable. If Marco won't drive me, how am I going to get home?

Marco smiled a sorry smile. "Cam, I really want to help Mr. Wright. I don't want him to think I didn't appreciate it when he helped me with the incident and that I just used him, you know?".

Mr. Wright is like a father to him, not that his relationship with his own father was nonexistent. And since Mr. Wright helped him with the huge conflict he had with another guy from Beach High, which involved the police, he saved his ass from expulsion. He was good at that because of his occupation as a lawyer.

Still. How am I going to get home?

As if Nathaniel read my mind, he implied " You can ride my old bike! It's still somewhere on campus". I felt very thankful; I wouldn't want to go on foot; it would take me forever, and the others lived nearby, so they didn't need a car or the bus or anything. Only Marco and I lived farther away than the rest of the squad.

"Can you show me where it is after school?" I asked him.

"Yeah sure, we'll meet at the entrance."

I only noticed Jonathan was still present when he stood up to leave. "Was nice seeing y'all," he glanced back at me "Cam."

I looked up to him and smiled forcefully, nodding my head. When I turned my head back to my friends, they were all continuing eating as if they didn't notice the awkward tension. I have to admit I was quite relieved; I didn't want them to sense anything. At least I know Jonathan will keep his mouth shut, or he would have said something by now. But why did he act so strangely?

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My last class ended and I was heading to the entrance where Nathaniel and I were supposed to meet up. Emma and Lauren were accompanying me. We were gossiping about some guy that asked Emma out.
"AS IF!! YOU HAVE TO TELL US EXACTLY WHAT HE SAID!" I screamed. I was excited for her. I mean, everyone knows how beautiful she looks, no one can deny that. Her feminine face, high cheeks, rosy lips and curvy body stunned me every time. I'm proud to be able to say she's my best friend. It's just... sometimes her ego takes over and scares off others, but not us; We all think it's cute when she gets mad over the smallest things.
"stop screaming! He could be here somewhere and hear us talk about him! I don't want him to think he means anything to me, since that will only boost his ego." She whispered and was looking around to make sure he really wasn't nearby.
Emma had a crush on Aiden since 8th grade. She always played it down, but both Lauren and I know how obsessed she is with him. It's clear why she feels like that about him. He is your typical High School fuckboy, aside from the using girls for hook ups. He has short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, a defined face and a toned body. He even plays football, which apparently makes him even more desirable.

We kept talking about Aiden, when we had to stop walking because we couldn't get out of school, literally.

There was a crowd right in front of us, blocking our way. I could make out guys hollering and whistling. They yelled some incoherent things and I wasn't sure how I was supposed to feel about this situation. Something deep down told me to run away, but I did the exact opposite.

I walked towards whatever everyone was circled around. My friends weren't anywhere near me, but I kept making my way through the crowd and then I stopped.

In the middle were some guys hugging each other and screaming things like dude I can't believe- the rest I couldn't interpret. I was standing across from the phenomenon I tried to figure out when I recognized the painfully familiar face.

It felt like everything around us slowed down; the shouting suddenly went silent and it were only the two of us facing one another. His ocean blue eyes bored into mine and I could hardly look away. There was a smirk forming on his face and I knew it was meant for me.

He came back and I was not prepared. I am still fighting my feelings for him and here he is, standing in front of me, torturing me with his presence. He left me and I thought he left for good, but I was completely wrong.

Preston Valentine is back.