Try to Fix You (Cameron Dallas)

Part 6

*the next morning*

I jump up from my bed at the sound of my alarm.

I pick out my outfit and do my hair and makeup.

I grab an apple to eat and wait for the bus. I feel my hand start to shake in nervousness.

What will Cameron say? Will he still be a jerk?

I get awoken from my thoughts as I hear the door bell ring.

I walk over to the door and open it.

"Need a ride?" Cameron asks from the other side of the door.

"Sure." I say calmly, throwing the apple into the trash and grabbing my stuff.

I walk out to his car and hop in. Are we going to talk about it or ignore it. I feel the urge to ask but I don't want it to be awkward. I'm sure he just did that so I can get back on his good side to finish the project.

We get to the school and I try to make a run for it.

"Wait, Megan!" I hear Cameron's voice yell from behind as he catches up to me. "I want to walk in with you." He smiles.

I smile back.

I feel everyone's eyes on me as we walk into the school.

I guess Cameron could see the fear in my eyes because I feel his hand rub my back as he smiles down at me.

I tense up at first but then relax. He surprisingly kept me calm as I got things thrown at me, got called names, and whispers towards me.

This is my first week here what could I have possibly done? Is it because I am walking in with Cameron?

We walk in to our first class and he sits back with his friends. It kind of hurt, but I realize I need to grow up and know that he would want to sit by his friends more then me.

After the teacher announces for us to get with our partner Cameron walks up and sits next to me.

"So.... what are we doing?" He asks.

"Cameron we have been doing this for a few days now. You still don't know?" I laugh.

"No. I'm still lost." He laughs with me.

I explain everything and hopefully he gets it.

~

Before I knew it school was over. Cameron stood by my side for the whole day. I really don't know why though. None of the girls or his friends came up to us at all which was good. I actually am not going home feeling like crap.

Also, we don't have to go to school tomorrow or Friday because of some teacher evaluation thing.

As I was about to get on the bus cameron takes my hand and leads me to his car.

"You know, you don't have to keep giving me a ride when there is a perfectly fine bus right there." I point to the buses.

"Why would you have to ride the bus when there is a perfectly good car right here. With a bonus of a hot driver." He winks.

"Don't be full of yourself!" I laugh and playfully punch his arm.

"So there is a party tonight and if you want to go with me, you can."

"I'm not much of a party girl."

"Come on Meg, you can stay by my side the whole time."

"First off, I hate being called Meg and second off, party's are stupid. All you do is smell bad, get drunk, then you feel terrible the next day. "

"Pleeeeaaseeee." He pouts his lip and widens his eyes.

"Fine." I roll my eyes. "But if you ditch me I'm never speaking to you again."

"Great! I will pick you up at 9."

We get to my house and I walk in.

I run to my room and pick out a black crop top with studded high-waisted shorts and my white converse.

I lay it on my bed and get into the shower.

I feel the warm water sting my cuts but I'm use to it by now.

When I'm finished I put on a tee shirt and yoga pants. I hop on my bed and grab my phone. I decide to get this twitter and Instagram thing everyone is talking about. I make my accounts and set my profile pictures.

When I'm finished playing around i walk back down stair and make myself a baked potato and buttered noodles.

I eat it all then run back upstairs to get ready. I slip on my clothes, curl my hair, do my makeup, and add accessories.

Before I knew it, I hear a knock at the door.

I open it to see Cameron in a white button down shirt and jeans. He looks at me up and down.

"You look good." He says.

"Same to you." I giggle.

We both walk to his car and head to the party. Where ever the heck it is.