I looked at Cammie. Cammie looked at me. I felt my face flush and I looked at the ground, hoping she didn't notice.
"So what do you have?"I asked after a moment. Cammie looked at her schedule. Her eyes scanned the page- and then lit up. "Off-campus, you?" I glanced down.
Math.
Then I looked up and grinned, trying not to think about what was happening too much.
"Same."
The smile on her face shot me through the roof and wiped away almost any remorse over sluffing.
"Hey-" I said, touching her arm to turn to the door, "Do you wanna go somewhere or something?"
I straightened my glasses, feeling suddenly about twelve billion times more nervous as I watched her face.
"Sure."
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Teen FictionCammie is sweet, cutesy, sarcastic, sometimes morbid, and violently social. Reemee is just the chick who is trying to fit in at the new school. Brennan is flirty, sarcastic, and smoother than butter on ice. Josh is so sweet he makes honey jealous, k...
