She was on a questionable mission.
He was somehow collateral damage.
Meet Camille Campbell, A topsy turvy knockout, with a heart of gold and the stubborn will of a mule. When she feels the world needs a reminder of how relevant girl power still is...
"After checking the medical bill for therapy, I realized that I can't afford to be mad."
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As I looked at the five star hotel at which Sakuba was holding their meeting, I didn't think I could pull it off.
Sakuba had reserved a large conference room. It was pristinely decorated, however the glamour was kept to a minimum. I guess it was this kind of simplicity that managed to make this place give off male vibes. That and the fact that I had never seen so many males clustered in one room.
I squinted my eyes, hoping to spot a familiar dark haired, caramel skinned combo.
I was really good at finding people.
Aha! If I do say so myself.
I saw all sorts of different types of guys. To be honest, I thought I was just coming to a nerd fest but there was a large assortment of people. Tall-short, Dark-light, hot-average. Everyone was just milling around with a friend or two or on their phones.
Some were already seated, dozing.
I should probably join them.
For a good five minutes, I couldn't spot him, but I was hyped when I did.
"Noah!" I yelled in my new found male voice.
He looked up from his phone and stared at me in confusion.
This was the ultimate test. If a guy that I've been with since forever couldn't recognize me, then nobody would. I approached him using the boyish swagger I had learnt on 'How to Guy.'
"Sup bro!" I nodded my head once.
"Dude? Um-hey, how's life," he said naturally.
Ah! He was doing that thing where he pretended to know someone, just in case he forgot their names.
I could definitely have fun with this.
"I'm Mil's ex by the way." I said casually.
"She never mentioned an ex," his eyes narrowed.
"Okay, true - more like fuck buddy. Aww, after all our wild times together she never mentioned me? But the past's the past. How do you like my used goods?" I attempted at smirking.
I hope I didn't look like I was imitating a walrus going through a stroke.
I wouldn't put it past me.
I watched as Noah steadily turned red. He narrowed his eyes infinitesimally and clenched his jaw so hard that a vein popped out at his temple. He wrapped his hands into fists and held them tight against his sides.
"Look here, assshole! I don't know who you think you are, coming here and assuming shit about my girl-!"
"Woah! Noah. It's me, Camille," I chuckled, dropping my fake base.
