First Clique fic and it's a drabble. I've been reading for a while now, and it's probably time that I start writing.
Breathe for love tomorrow, 'cause there's no hope for today. Breathe for love tomorrow, 'cause maybe there's another way.
Cameron Fisher would always be the 'apple of her eye' so to speak, but he would always be the boy that she could never have. She stared intently at him as he held the blue-eyed blond girl in his warm arms, wishing desperately that she was that girl. She shook her head and spied on him through a curtain of glossy chestnut colored hair. She couldn't stand being the one without the one person that she wanted the most.
Being in love with Cam Fisher was like living in technicolor, lurid in it's intensity.
You couldn't help but be in love with him. It stopped you from concentrating on anything, or anyone, else, until you could finally have him as your own.
But that would never happen, because Cam Fisher's heart belonged to one, and only one, person. And that person was Claire Lyons.
She sighed sadly as she thought of him loving Claire and only Claire. This would be the one and only time she would ever be jealous of a girl who wore Gap overalls and navy blue Keds.
I hope this wasn't too bad.
--T e c h n i c o l o r