The Love sick Pop star

Chapter 3

"I wasn't even raising my hand!" I complain. There was no way in hell I was going to go up there and sing with Cameron Storm. Girls around me complain and slouch back in there seats, jealous that they weren't picked.

"Cameron, I'd gladly take her place. I mean, she obviously doesn't want to and I was born for this moment," Hailey hopped up from her seat. Cameron on the other hand, ignored her and fixed his gaze on me.

"What, you scared or something?" He challenged, a smirk played on his face. I blink. Scared??

"Hell no. I just don't sing," I lie. Honestly, I was a pretty good singer. I got it from my mother. Back in Mexico, when she was a teenager, she would sing at restaurants with her siblings. They called themselves, Hermanos Hermanas. I grew up around my aunts and Uncles and they all taught me to sing. There was no way that I shouldn't be able to sing when I come from a singing family.

   Cameron raises an eyebrow.

   "Are you sure about that sweetheart? You look a little...pale," he squinted his eyes. Oh that's it. I was getting tired of theses comments of his. So to shut him up, I exhaled sharply and stood to my feet, quickly gliding to the front of the room. I planted myself right in front of Cameron and had to look up to look him in the eyes.

This was the closest I've been to Cameron. Well beside for me bumping into him earlier but that doesn't count. An image of my sister popped into my head but I quickly pushed it out. He sends me a sideways look, his eyes flickering across my face.

     "So, what song do you pick?" He asks after a while, his voice lower. I lick my lips, thinking. I think of my favorite songs. Yes, some of Cameron's songs were on that list but I would never pick one of those. After a few seconds, a songs finally popped into my head. I stand on my tippy toes

"Unbreak My Heart," I whisper in his ear, my lip slightly brushing it. As I lean back to stand on my regular feet, Cameron smiled and nodded his head before reaching over and plucking a brown guitar off of the wall.

     "I'll play, you sing," he gave a me a wink. My mouth dropped open as I creased my eyebrows. Wasn't he suppose to sing with me? It's called a duet for a reason. I huffed but didn't complain. I'd sing better without him anyway, I thought bitterly.

    Mrs. Cabala swiftly handed me the black microphone and sent me an encouraging smile before clasping her hands together and taking her place on a chair that was on the side of the room. My palms that were gripping the microphone, were becoming strangely sweaty. I wasn't a shy person so I don't know why I was so nervous all of a sudden. Maybe it was the fact that I was singing in front of a famous hot celebrity. As much as I dislike Cameron, he was still a Pop star. Who wouldn't be a little nervous?

    I glance over at Cameron who set his finger on the guitar and was looking at me in interest. I purse my lips and look back at the class, shifting the micro phone in my hands until I heard Cameron start to strum the guitar. .

Then, I started to sing, pouring emotion into my voice that was filling up the room. I flickered my eyes across the room while singing, watching the girl's jealous faces turn into looks of amazement. Liam was smiling like a proud fool.

I glanced over at Cameron out of the corner of my eye to see that he was staring at me while his fingers flew across the strings, playing the beautiful melody.
A wide smile on his face.

As I finished, Cameron played the last notes of the song. Everyone was silent after he strummed the last one. I bit my lip and wait for a reaction.

To my surprise, everyone suddenly applauded, whooping and hollering. Liam most of all. I smiled and let out a chuckle before glancing over at Cameron who stood frozen, staring at me in awe. His eyes were light and sparking.