an: disclaimed. thank you, 3OH!3 and Parachute for being a big part of this story. :D For daniboo and dezdude(:
It was the way her auburn hair swayed in that damned high ponytail.
It was the way her pianist-slender fingers raked through his hair.
It was the way she looked at him from across rooms, with her lust-filled amber eyes drilling holes into him.
It was the way she first introduced herself.
It was the way she repeated his name when he introduced himself.
—the hard beginning of the "c", the way her mouth formed around the "a", and the way she stressed the "m"—
It was the way she consistedly smirked at him the moment she saw him.
The way she was always there, in places he'd never expect her to be.
—GameStop, Taco Bell, Aeropostale, WalMart, the local elementary playground site—
The way her hips would grind up against him when they danced during their high school social affairs.
The way she flirted with other guys just to piss him off.
Or maybe, it was what she said to him the first night they fucked. In his room. And then again in his laundry room. And then again in his bathroom. And then again in his kitchen.
He remembered it clearly, like it was only yesterday:
"I think you're amazing."
He had never heard anyone say that to him.
Not once.
Not ever.
It caught him off guard. It still catches him off guard.
Her smile, her winks, the way she waved her fingers, just her fingers. Her witty remarks, her snarky comments, her spontaneous and optimistic attitude.
Her everything.
And at that moment, Cameron David Fisher realized one thing; he was in love.
an: wow... you know... my cassies just NEVER make sense! look at down the soul suburbs! that made no sense, either! :P okay, i'll leave cassies to tess, she's better at them than I am. :P