Not really sure where this came from since I haven't written anything for this site in ages. It's intended to be ClairexCam before they get back together in Bratfest, but it's loosely enough written that you can read it as a MassiexCam or AliciaxCam or whatever your own personal favorite is. :)
From the moment I entered the crowded auditorium and took a seat on one of the cushioned movie theater-style chairs, I was sub-consciously looking for him. As the lights dimmed and our principal began her presentation, my eyes automatically scanned the room, searching for his familiar face. I sat there, silently searching, not even sparing a glance at the slideshow projected onto the screen in front of me, until suddenly, I found him. Though my view was obscured by the people sitting around him, though it was too dark to make out the exact lines of his cheekbones or the piercing blue and green combination of his eyes or the freckles that dotted his fair skin, I immediately knew it was him. I knew because of the way he sat, the way he reached back and rubbed the back of his neck, the way he flicked his head to the right to flip his hair out of his eyes. I could identify him solely by his posture as he sat and gazed in the direction of the powerpoint. As I watched him, unable to look away, I was desperately overcome with the need to know what he was thinking about. Was he thinking about me like I was thinking about him? Did he miss me like I missed him? I silently dared him to turn around and look at me so I could peer into those mismatched eyes of his and find the answers to these questions, knowing in the back of my mind that I'd avert my gaze as soon as he did.
We had been broken up for four months and seventeen days, but in a crowded room he was still the only one I saw.