He Calls Me Cake
- LETTURE 95
- Voti 2
- Parti 3
Romance novels are hard when you're a loner. Well, I'm going to try.
☆Welcome to He Calls Me Cake☆
● Prologue ●
Hi, I'm Delilah, and this is the story of my best friend Cameron and I...
It all started out on that one cold day of September 12th... little 6 year old me skipped into first grade and sat down at a table, coloring.
"Hi. I'm Cameron." I heard someone say. I turned to see a little blond little boy with gray eyes staring at me. "I like your pigtails." he smiled a wide, toothy grin. Little me twirled my brown pigtails and smiled at him.
"Do you want to color?" I asked him. He smiled and jumped into the seat, taking a piece of paper from the stack and started with a red crayon. After that day we were inseparable.
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