I walked along the side of the road with Drew. He had promised to make me feel better about Cam cheating on me-if only I could believe him. We suddenly showed up at a playground. "A playground?" I said laughing. "Seriously?" I asked. "What?" he said. "I like the playground." He said playfully, and got on the swings. "You comin' or not?" He said laughing. I smiled. "Well, it couldn't hurt, right?" I said. He shook his head. "Not even a little bit. You know unless you fall off the swing." He said. I laughed. I sat on the swing. And I swung. The cold January felt good against my face as I went higher and higher. I laughed and looked over at Drew. His eyes were so blue. And his smile was amazing. And he was so nice…WAIT. I thought, snapping out of my daydream. I'm supposed to be drowning in hate over Cam-Cameron, so why am I thinking this? Why did I think of those things? Why do I- I stopped daydreaming. I looked at Drew and smiled. But in my head, I felt different. Oh my god.