or Twitter. This story makes me cry and feel sooo sorry for Camille.
Camille POV
I told myself I wouldn't cry. My best friends, only friends, were going back home to Minnesota. I couldn't help myself, the tears were escaping my face. I'll never get to tell Logan how I feel about him. "I'm going to miss you guys." I told them all, "You guys have been friends to me when no one else would." I pulled them into a group hug. I was starting to bawl so hard I was hiccuping.
"Hey, Camille don't cry." Logan said, putting his arm around my shoulder trying to comfort me. "We'll write and call as much as we can, we aren't gonna stop talking to you 'cause we won't be here. And we still have Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, and everything else. We love you."
I smiled dryly. If he could only tell that I love him, not just as a friend. "Lemme just tell me all the things I'm gonna miss about you guys. Logan, I'll miss how you tutor me in ,like, every subject to keep my grades up, I'll miss everything about you. Your encouragement in my acting, everything. Kendall, I'll miss your bushy eyebrows and your take charge attitude. James, I'll miss your dreaming, crazy head-shots, and your obsession with your hair and lucky comb." I had to laugh at that, so did everyone else, "Carlos,
I'll miss your crazy craziness. You are just like a little kid, I'll also miss seeing that helmet everyday."
They were starting to tear up as well. Logan gestured to me, "Camille, can I talk to you?" I nodded. We went into the lobby.
"Logan, I have something to say-" Logan put his index and middle finger on my lips and shushed me.
"Wait, Camille. I've been stupid. Yesterday, when we were packing," He began, "The guys told me that you liked me, and the truth is, I like you too. No, I think I'm in love with you." My mouth was hanging open. Did I hear him right? I think so.
"Really? Well, this is a great time to realize this," I said sarcastically, "You're leaving today."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." He said, "But, just before we go." He leaned in closer to me and put his arms around my waist.
I felt his lips against mine and I put my arms around his neck. I felt, alive. I was walking on air, I always dreamed of this ever since I met Logan. Then, he pulled away. He had to go now, Kelly's car was there, picking them up to go to the airport. "Goodbye, Camille."
He said hesitantly. He got in the car and they drove away.
I chased after the car until they reached the stop sign, then is sped up. I couldn't go any longer. I leaned against the nearest tree and sank to the ground, crying my eyes out. I finally realized that he WAS my prince charming after all, and he left. I stayed there for hours bawling.
