My Woman

Chapter 1: Tough Cookie

Cameron woke up this morning, realizing his alarm clock never buzzed. He was about to be late for school if he doesn't make a move. But Cameron was sure he set his alarm on 7:45. Jason. Cameron's little cousin, he was spending the night over at his house for the week since his mom and dad were at a marriage counseling retreat for a week in Malibu. His parents been having trouble in their marriage and didn't want those various problems to effect their son. But since Cameron was an only child, he doesn't mind letting Jason bugging him sometimes since he always wanted a brother. Cameron groggily, but quickly got out of his bed and hurried to put his clothes on, he quickly tried to brush his teeth and washed the gunk from his eyes, but he was really running short on time. He ruffled up his short, blonde hair and left it at that. He ran out of the bathroom and back to his room which was across the hallway from each other and put on his converse, grabbed his backpack and iPhone and headed down the wooden stairs. He didn't have time for breakfast or to get back his revenge on his cousin so he had to head out the house quickly. But before Cameron could reach the doorknob, his mom stopped him. "Cameron, do you want some breakfast?" Can't his mom see that he was late?

"No thanks mom, I'm not that hungry. And I'm late, I gotta go. Love you." Cameron walked backwards toward the door as he talked. Cameron was starving but had to go, plus he just realized he had a pop quiz today for Mr. Del Rio! Dammit, Jason!

"You sure, I have toast." Cameron's mom said.

"Thanks, but no thanks, I really have to go mom, I'm late." Cameron twisted the doorknob.

"Cameron-" Cameron was already out of the door. He ran all the way down the sideway as fast as he could to catch the nearest city bus to Stiles High, but it probably already left him. "Ugh." Cameron stomped the ground. He'll kill Jason, Cameron thought. Cameron hates being late for school. He probably already missed about 20 minutes of his class! He failed the test, who knows if Mr. Del Rio is doing make-up testing. He pulled out his iPhone to text Dylan. His best bud.

Cameron: DUDE! Im screwed rite?

Dylan: very, ur l8! Wat up?

Cameron: jason, he must've changed my alarm clock!

Dylan: so wat r u gonna do?

Cameron: idk , I also missed the bus!

Dylan: get ur mom 2 take u then

Cameron: Im already like a mile frm my house.

Dylan: well you want me to get u?

Cameron rolled his eyes, and he's completely screwed. As well as Dylan stating the obvious. How will he ever make it to school? Cameron sat on the bench that was a few feet away from him and sat there, throwing his backpack on the concrete side walk. This is hopeless. He might as well hitchhike. He then looked at his phone and replied to Dylan's text.

Cameron: sure…but make it quick!

Cameron dropped his head in his hands and sighed, even though he could've ran to the school, he didn't want to, it was several miles away from his house, he'll pass out! Soon finally the blue Chevy Camero Dylan got for his sixteenth birthday last year slowly pulled up toward Cameron. Cameron then felt a sign of relief and didn't attempt to smile; he just opened the blue chromed door and sat in the black leather seat. Cameron looked at Dylan in a disgusted look, but at the same time a calm vibe was in the car.

"Dude, you should say those two words, 'thank you'." Dylan joked.

"Whatever, but thanks, Dyl." Cameron looked out of the tinted window.

"No problem, but thank you for getting me out of class, we were about to take that test, but I managed to escape it saying, 'I need to go to the bathroom'." Dylan nodded his head as he looked at the road.

"Wow, you must've had to take a shit." Cameron chuckled at his joke.

"Whatever, man, but look, we got about 15 minutes left in class and we won't have to worry about taking that damn test, just look at it." Dylan said.

"Yeah," Cameron sighed. The two finally made it to the school and got out of the car after Dylan parked it in the student parking lot. Cameron got out of the cool aired car and into the hot moist air outside and exhaled.

"I think I'm going to wait here 'til class is over because that man is not making me take that test," Dylan propped up against his car and folded his arms.

"Don't you ever feel that you need to get to class, unlike you, I'm going, and I'm not failing this semester." Cameron threw his backpack over his shoulder and started walking to the double doors. Dylan didn't want to be alone so he sighed then followed Cameron.

It was lunch time when Cameron finally got to see his friends all at once. But he actually got to see that one girl he's wanted to see all the time. There was a feeling in the pit of his stomach that was abnormal to him. Is it Yasmin? Sasha? Cloe? Or Jade? It could be anyone of those girls. Well at least we know Cameron rushed this morning for some positive reasons.

"Hey Cam, I never seen you at all for the first few hours this morning, what happen?" Jade asked straightening her plaid vest the rolled up the sleeves on her black long sleeved shirt.

"Jason, he probably reset my alarm." Cameron shrugged it off like it wasn't nothing bad, but he will still get his revenge back before Saturday.

"I had to cut class just to go help him." Dylan sounded like he was bragging when he said that. Cameron looked at him and rolled his eyes; Dylan said that only because he has a car and knows Cameron doesn't.

"Well, did Mr. Del Rio say you had to make the test?" Cloe asked giving an assuring look of concern.

"Yeah, but I'm fine with that, at least I know he gave me another chance." Cameron sipped his Pepsi.

"Yeah, at east you know that." Yasmin emphasized.

"What do you mean by that?" Cameron gawked at Yasmin.

"Well,-"

Suddenly Koby and Eitan showed up to the table. Finally, someone else to talk to. Cameron thought. Koby sat right next to Cameron in between him and Yasmin, put his plate on the table out of a rude manner. Yasmin rolled her eyes at him when he began to eat, "Pig." She said under breathe. Cloe heard the comment and laughed. Eitan simply just sat down and calmly spoke to every one.

"What?" Koby said looking up at Yasmin.

"What up, guys?" Eitan asked.

"Nothin' much. Glad you two could stop by. We were getting lonely." Dylan waved a hand at Eitan.

"You mean, you were getting lonely." Sasha folded her arms across her chest. Cameron chuckled.

The bell finally rung for 5th period and the friends all gathered their plates and dumped them in the trash and had good conversation before they headed off to their classes for all silence. Cameron walked to his class alone. He knew he didn't want to fail but he was thinking about her, she's gorgeous to him, but he just can't talk to her, he's the guy, he's suppose to approach her, but does she has feelings for Cameron? Cameron sighed as he clutched his backpack and went off to class.

After school, Cameron rode home to Dylan's house. Cameron threw his things down on Dylan's sofa and laid back.

"Dude, you feeling alright?" Dylan asked handing Cameron a Smirnoff drink. Cameron sat up, popped open the beverage and drunk some the small amount of the alcoholic drink trickle on his tongue.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Cameron sighed.

"You sure?" Dylan sat in the recliner looking at the television.

They were watching some reality TV shows which were reruns of Jersey Shore were. Cameron watched as the typical group of tan people argue and have sex all the time, it seems unnatural for people to just do that and on television. Cameron looked away from the TV and looked up at the ceiling thinking about her . Cameron only wished he could talk to her but he felt nervous. He never felt so nervous to ask a girl out, but this girl is ….different, she's not like those other girls he's dated in the past. This girl he liked had personality. She's very outgoing, Cameron sighed each time saw a picture of her in his mind, he skin looked so soft. She has a body like a damn coke bottle, she's nice also. Cameron could just imagine holding her in his arms and making love to her unconditionally. Dylan saw Cameron in a daze and rolled his eyes, he knew something was up with his friend, and he'll figure it out one way or another only because he noticed his sighing and humming of slow tunes by Michael Bolton and Paul McCartney.

"Cameron." Dylan said interrupting Cameron train of thought.

"What?" Cameron looked at Dylan as he narrow his eyebrows.

"Is it a girl?" Dylan asked in a joking manner.

Cameron sighed and didn't feel like taking part in Dylan's comedy moments and he didn't even feel like talking about her. Especially to Dylan anyway, it'll be too much criticism behind it anyway. "Dylan."

"Come on, I know you know it's a girl. So talk." Dylan said smirking.

"Ugh."Cameron closed his eyes and inhaled then exhaled. He really didn't want anyone to know, but him, how come he has friends like Dylan who wants to know so much? Even the girls. "Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to tell her." Cameron sat up on the couch.

"So it is a girl." Dylan nodded.

"Just listen." Cameron commanded with a little force. He then sighed again as he seen her face in his mind telling him to calm down. She's so pretty in his eyes. Her smile, the way she walks, those hips..…but Cameron almost forgot he was talking to Dylan for a moment. Cameron scratched his head.

"Um….Cameron." Dylan waved a hand at him. "She must be wonderful."

"She is…." Cameron said.

"So tell me." Dylan said ready for the answer. Cameron looked otherwise; he feels that if he tells Dylan, he will tell her and the picture will not come out as planned.

"You know, I don't even know if I should tell you, yet." Cameron sat back on the couch.

"Dude, you can totally tell me, it's totally confidential." Dylan rolled his eyes.

"Well…I changed my mind on telling you."Cameron frowned.

"Wh-? Why? Is she one of those girls who are, I don't know different?" Dylan frowned.

"Of course she's different, but she's also a close friend and that's all I'm going to tell you." Cameron looked at the TV and sighed. It was quiet for a moment until Dylan left the room completely; he just went to the bathroom to pee and didn't say anything. There wasn't much more to say anymore. Dylan just had to get off of his case, then everything would stay the same here, but it was Cameron's sighing and quietness giving the whole thing away. But If Cameron had to tell Dylan about this girl; Dylan would be a totally different person. Dylan finally came back to sit on back his recliner without saying anything more to Cameron about the girl he likes, Dylan started guessing. If she's a close friend of his….then it must be, "Cloe?" Dylan murmured. Cameron looked at Dylan then back to the TV. Cameron looked at his watch to check on what time it was, it was 10:56 and Cameron needed to head home. "Look it's getting late I got to go home." Cameron said standing up with his backpack over his shoulder. Dylan looked at the Grandfather clock across the room and seen it was getting late. Dylan stood up, grabbed the keys off of the nightstand next to him and headed out the door. So it is Cloe! Dylan thought.

Cameron headed up to his room to lie down on his bed, only thinking of her and what Dylan was trying to get out of him. He could always trust Dylan, well under certain circumstances. He took out his cell phone and called Dylan, hopefully to keep his trust. But then again….but what if Dylan can help him get this girl? But he may say too much. Cameron was in a sudden mix of emotions. He then dialed his number.

"Hello?" Dylan deep voice echoed through the phone.

"You wanna know who she is?" Cameron said getting anxious, but scared, in a way.

"I'm all ears."

So this is my first chapter. I feel that I did try my hardest to put a twist into the beginning. So I hope you all reviw my story on the positive note.

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