I am not different in any way. I am just highly unique, that's all. But for some reason I have to be highly attractive. Not that I don't like all the girls flirting with me everywhere I go. It's like nobody cares what I think of it, no, it's all about them. It gets annoying, you know. No, I guess you don't. My name is Cameron, Cameron Stooksburg. The girls call me cammy-the guys call me Camo. This is the story of my first love.
Her name was Ashley, Ashley Sterry. She had bleach blonde hair, just like me. Blue eyes, she was beautiful. She was 15 and I was 16, perfect. Now all I needed was the guts to ask her to the school's Fall Ball. She was in like all my classes, it was kind of freaky. I wasn't going to complain about it either.
Finally, it was 2-days before the Fall Ball. I had decided it was time. Time to ask her. So I did, and of course, she didn't turn me down. She blushed, looked at me with a grin and said, "Yes." That was that.
