It Started With A T-Shirt

Chapter 2: Barbie

     Okay, think of a plan Cameron!

     Hmmmm, I could egg his house- but I don't know where he lives so Never mind that.

     Oh! I could trip him in the hallway! No- that's more of a bully thing.

     Maybe I could find out something embarrassing about him and show the whole school! Yes!

     Ooh! And I could even do it as a song for-

   My thoughts were cut off when I bump into a pillow. Okay, what is it with me bumping into people today?

      I look up to realize I didn't bump into a pillow, but a giant boob.

       I definitely would have preferred a pillow.

      I look up farther to see a face that looked like it was stuffed with plastic. She literally looks like a Barbie replica.

She scoffed, "Watch where you're going b****!" She sneered.

"What did you just call me?" I asked.

In only a matter of seconds, a small crowd had gathered around us.

"You're an ugly b****."

Alright, time to do what I'm best at- burns. I've got more than plenty up my sleeve that will leave her speechless and the crowd laughing.

"I'd give you a nasty look but I think you've already got one." I began. The growing crowd 'oohs'.

She just rolls her eyes and scoffs, "Is that all you got?"

I smirk, "Scientists say the universe is made up of neutrons, protons, and electrons. They forgot to mention morons."

More gasps and 'oohs' are heard from the crowd that is now basically the entire student body.

"It's a good thing I don't know what those are." She retorts.

I snort, and the crowd is trying to hold back a laugh.

"Since stupidity isn't a crime, I guess your free to go." By now the crowd is hooping and hollering.

She sneers but doesn't say anything. I just have to keep going until she backs down.

"Actually," I tap my chin pretending to think, "you're not stupid. You just have bad luck when thinking."

By now her face is red and she looks ready to kill. She brings her hand up to slap me. I bring my hand up to catch her wrist but it looks like someone beat me to it. A now familiar pair of green eyes peer down at me.

"I don't think you want to do that." Ashton basically growls at Barbie.

     Barbie looks at Ashton, her eyes wide, before she quickly recovers and a flirty look appears on her face, "My house, at 8. And I won't slap her." She tries to compromise.

     "Or Beatrice, you could leave her alone and have sex with some other d*****bag." He replies.

   Her face is covered with disappointment as she turns and walks slowly down the hall. It's then that I notice barb- I mean, Beatrice, is wearing an outfit I am surprised is even allowed at this school. It's an outfit that screams I'll have sex with any guy who offers.

I turn my attention back to Ashton and roll my eyes, "I could have handled that."

"I know. But I was getting tired of watching that cat fight." He replies.

Bull s***.

"That was my business to deal with not yours. So unless your a thong, get outta my a**." I reply.

Wow Cameron you are on a role!

He smirks, "I don't think I'll ever be able to get outta your a** if you've gotta thong on."

I should have known this was coming.

     "You should wear a condom on your head. If you're gonna be a d***, you might as well dress like one."

     "Ouch. That one hurt, sugar." He clutches his stomach.

     I roll my eyes and ignore his nickname for me, "I'm sorry my honesty inconvenienced your ego."

     The bell for 7th period rings, "See you around."

     "Only in your dreams a**hat!" I yell over my shoulder before walking off to class.

    A/N: Hello my Sext Taters! Sorry for the filler chapter. I didn't want to immediately go to the next day because I felt like it wouldn't look as professional or whatever. So here ya go!

     I also PROMISE to get into more of Cameron's talents in the next chapters!!!!

     Goodbye for now!