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Camara's POV

** He's having family problems. Don't worry about him he's going to be just fine. **

The simple but important text I sent to Blake. I couldn't tell him exactly what had happened but i had to tell him something. He doesn't deserve to be sitting here looking at his boyfriend who has to make an important decision. Break up with the man he loves with all his heart or let the picture get leaked and be seen as the cheater everyone thinks he is. I'm going to fix this for him, I can believe this is even happening. How dare that bitch Penelope try to break my best friends heart. I should pull her heart out her chest (if she has one.)

"Hey, lets go to POPS." I suggested out of no where. Blake and Anderson agreed so we gathered our things and headed towards the local diner. I don't really like local things but POPS was always the spot no matter what. You need a break? POPS. You need to talk to your friends? POPS. You need to tell your boyfriend you're pregnant? POPS. Trust me that has happened in our school TOO often. As we walked in the diner my nostrils filled with the happy smell of bacon, freshly made.

"Somebody is hungry." Blake laughed at me as we slid into the red leather booth. I smiled at him and shook my head. The waitress came over and took our orders while she awkwardly flirted with Anderson. Anderson being the heartbroken boy he is, he didn't notice until Blake and I started laughing when she left.

"What?" He stares at us. "What the hell is so funny?" His eyebrow shot up.

"Dude, she was totally flirting with you." I spoke as Blake clutched his stomach and laid his head on Anderson's muscular shoulder. Anderson looked down at him with an adorable smile on his face. When I see them together I really notice how much they love each other and how happy they make each other feel. Maybe, I should text Adym. I pulled out my phone and texted him something simple about meeting up so we can talk.

"We need to party. It's been forever!" Blake dragged out the R until he was out of breath. I agreed since we haven't partied in forever but maybe it's for the best. They're only filled with gossipers, stoners, and the rich popular girls such as me who don't like to deal with anyone. If you think about it parties are a waste. After what felt like forever our food had arrived and my eyes were basically popping out of my head.

"Enjoy your meal." She smiled at Anderson who smiled back before he reached for the syrup. Blake and I began eating our burgers because it was one of ultimate favorite cliche foods. We love being cliche with our besties.

"Did I miss the memo of Oreo Milkshakes?" Anderson pointed to Me and Blake's milkshakes. I shrugged my shoulders and told him it was favorite milkshake because it was. They're absolute fucking delicious.

"Just enjoy your stupid pancakes." I teased back before I took a huge bite of my burger. Anderson opened his mouth before the bell on the door rang signaling someone walked in. His eyes studied the person behind me which caused me to turn around. I basically choked on my burger as my eyes fell on the red head walking to the back of the diner with MY two best friends to OUR favorite booth. I made eye contact with Anderson which he looked like he was scared shitless. "I'll be back and Blake don't you think about taking my fries." I walked over to the table as all three girls continued with their conversation. When I finally reached the table Penelope spoke up, per usual. Active eye roll now.

"May I help you? Looking for something?" Her eyes basically burned into the back of my head.

I faked the biggest smile I could, "Could we talk? Just us two?" I avoided the stares of Ivana and Jocelyn. I couldn't stand to see the shame and envy in their eyes. Before I knew it I was talking outside with Penelope following right behind me.

"What do you want?" She stared at her finger nails as if I was the most boring person she's ever encountered.

"Leave Anderson alone."

"I don't know what you're talking about." She shrugged her shoulders.

"You're black mailing him with a picture so he can break up with Blake. You're trying to ruin my life by ruining his."

"What does Anderson's life have to do with yours? Other than the fact you guys made the absolute ugliest couple ever." She made a gagging noise.

"He's one of my closest friends which happen to be dating my best friend. Leave them out of this drama shit we have between us." I crossed my arms.

"Ah, Princess Camara thinks she's going to get what she wants just because she asked for it. That's not how things work around here sweetheart. I know mommy and daddy give you everything you want the moment you ask for it but not today, not right now."

"So, are you going to stop or not? That whole monologue was irrelevant." I rolled my eyes.

"I know you're not use to this but the answer is no. Anderson has till Friday to tell me his decision at the party being held at my very own house. See ya there!" She smiled before she walked back into the diner.

I hate this bitch. I walked back into the diner and took a bee line start to my table. Blake and Anderson staring at me with curiosity shining in their eyes. I sat down and continued to eat my burger.

I felt their eyes burning into me, "So, what did she say? What happened?" Blake asked.

"Oh, she invited us to her party Friday." I looked at Anderson. "She said theres going to be some big decision making games too."

"Sounds spectacular." Anderson shook his head and stood up from the booth. He walked into the far back of the diner then bust into the bathroom.

"Whats gotten into him?" Blake's voice sounded small and sad. "I don't like seeing him like this. It's breaking my heart."

I placed my hand on top of his, "Blake, everything is going to be ok babes. Anderson, goes through things when he has shit on his mind but he'll get over it luv."

"You've known him longer than me so I guess you're right but then again I'm his boyfriend. For almost a year, I've seen his high and low moments. This is different Camara. I can feel it."

"Trust me, I'll figure it out and make this better. Your heart won't be broken on my watch." He gave me a tight smile before we continued to eat our burgers.

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