Misunderstood(Cameron Dallas).

Misunderstood(Cameron Dallas).

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Allisia 'Lissa' Miller, 15 year old, alone, no friends, that is until she meets the mysterious Cameron Dallas. Lissa is gorgeous. Long brown hair, green eyes, slim, short. She plays sport, she is top of every class. Perfect girl right? Wrong. She's alone. Her mother died just after she was born. Her father left when she was five. So for most of her life she's lived with her aunt Maude. Who thinks Lissa is nothing but useless. However. She is pretty. So she's nice enough to her. But is still absolutely horrible. Then there is Cameron Dallas. He's you're typical teenage boy. Chocolate brown, short messy hair. Dark hazel eyes. Tall, muscular arms, a smile that any girl would die for, but you never see it. Cameron is a complicated boy, he's very reserved. He doesnt have many friends, he's the new kid, he gets picked on a lot he doesn't talk much. he lives with his mother Gina and his sister Sierra, they're all pretty close as a family should be. But is that just a show?
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LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?

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