Wake Up Call

Chapter 6

"Wanna go to the park?" Cameron asked.

"Yass!" I said standing up.

"Then let's go!" He said grabbing his keys.

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"By the way," Cameron said, "nice outfit!"

"And why do you say that?"

"I think you look cute."

"Well thanks I figured a peach pair of shorts would go good with-"

"Okay I don't wanna hear you outfit picking story."

"Fine."

He pulled out a blanket and a basket.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Well it's certainly not a picnic," he said sarcastically.

I grabbed the blanket from him, laying it out on the grass.

He set down the basket and then he sat down next to it.

"Well are you gonna sit?" He asked.

"Yeah, sorry, I got a little distracted," I said.

He looked over to were I was looking, "Whats with that guy anyway?"

"He was the first person I dated when I came down here but he cheated on me," I pulled a water bottle out of the basket.

"Oh," he took out two sandwiches out of the basket, handing one to me and taking one for himself.

He took the sandwich out of the bag and took a bite.

"Are you gonna eat?" He asked.

"No I'm not really hungry," I glanced at the playground, "common!"

He dropped his sandwich as he ran after me.

"What in the world are you doing?" He asked.

"This," I climbed up the swings and was hanging upside down, "I'm a koala bear!"

He laughed, "your are one weird child."

"And for that I thank you," I jumped off then took a bow.

"How flexible are you?" I asked.

"Very, you?"

"Not at all."

"Why were you wondering?"

"I don't know, just was."

"Oh, swag."

He laughed.

"I know I'm hilarious," I said as I sat down on the swing.

"That you are," he said taking a seat on the swing next to me.

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"Cam!" I yelled.

No answer.

"Cameron!" I yelled again.

No answer.

I ran up to his room "Cameron!" I called.

"What?" He said flipping over in the bed.

"God you scared me!" I said walking over to sit on the corner of his bed.

"And how did I manage to do that?" He asked.

"I was calling for you and you didn't answer!" I said standing up again.

"And why were you calling for me?" He asked.

"Because," I said pulling on his arm, "I wanna go play a game!"

"Okay!" He said.

He took off the covers.

He was shirtless but he had on a pair of sweat pants. His hair was messy but he still looked like the normal Cameron Shelton.

"It's way to early to be doing this," he said running down stairs after me.

I handed him a fake shotgun.

"What's this?" He asked.

"A shotgun," I said.

"Awesome!" He said.

"A fake shotgun," I corrected.

"Slightly less awesome," he corrected.

"I have a bow and you have a shotgun, let's go play some survival!"

"What about the walking dead?" He asked.

"Oh yeah!" I agreed "let's go kill some walkers!"

"Zombie killing time!" He said.

"Um, excuse me?" I said.

"What?" He asked.

"I don't think I can talk to you."

"What why?"

"You used the z-word."

"The z-word?"

"They aren't zombies, walkers, get it right they are walkers!" I threw my hands in the air, mocking surrender.

"Sorry," he corrected "walker killing time!"

"Thank you!"

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"Dinner!" Lindsey yelled.

"I already ate!" I yelled back.

I turned on my phone and turned on my music and began to sing "I don't wanna wake up looking in someone else's eyes, another voice calling me baby on the other end of the side of the phone, another girl putting on makeup for dinner on Friday night."

Then the next song "I'm all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble, all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble, all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble, yeah all about that bass, bout that bass, bass, bass, bass, yeah it's pretty clear I ain't no size two but I can shake it, shake it like I'm supposed to do. I got that boom boom that all the boys chase and all the right junk in all the right places. I see them magazines working that photo shop, we know that it ain't real common now make in stop. If you got beauty, Beauty the raise it up cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top. I'm all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble, all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble, all about that bass, bout that bass, no treble-" Cameron cut me off.

"Nice," he said.