Thanks to ConcordBroken, I noticed that Fanfiction was publishing the word cafe' as "caf", so I had to change them all. It is just a minor issue, so the chapters will be the same, just with the correct word.
Just to be safe, I do not own ANY of the characters in this.
Also, any similarities with real life facts are mere coincidence.

It was a Sunday night. Cam was almost done with his luggage when someone knocked on the door. He opened it to just find the huge man that owns the cafe' smiling at him.
"Are you sure you don't want some snacks, Cam?"
"Yes. I'll be fine," Cam said as he left the cafe'

Since Cam moved from the city to that small town, he felt refreshed. His flowers also seemed to be prettier than when he lived in the city, but he still went back every Monday to see his friend and participate on flower arranging contests. He was not very good with people so he tried his hardest with his flowers but still never managed to get the first prize. Laney and Howard watched as he left the cafe' towards Grady's Animals. He always used a rented white pony from Grady to go to the city.
"Good luck son!" Was what Grady said while waving his hand when Cam left his shop.

The way to the city was long and Cam had to ride until morning to get there, but it sure was worth it. He was confident that, this time, he would get a good prize. It was almost morning when he got to his friend's house.
"Hey Cam! You're right in time. It is nice to see you again," the other guy greeted him.
"Hi. How's your girlfriend?"
Both used to talk for some hours about their own lives for a couple hours before Cam would leave to meet his teacher. She was a cheerful mid-aged lady with pink hair that loved perfumes and bouquets. She taught him everything he knew about flower arranging and was also his source for flower seeds.
"How is your business going on the country side?" She asked.
"I think it is ok for a small town."
Truthfully, Cam didn't have a lot of customers as his old shop in the city, but that didn't bother him at all.
"I hope they're taking good care of you, dear," she added as she patted his back.
"They are, don't worry. Can I use your tools to make my flower arrange?"
"You don't even need to ask."

As the hours passed Cam was getting more and more nervous. All the confidence he had on his travel started to fade away. He felt like he was missing something... But what could it be? As the contest time approached he tried to decide between a bouquet of marguerites, a bouquet of carnations and mixed bouquet. It was the start of a new year, so he thought that maybe a bouquet of marguerites would be good. It was simple but cute; for sure it would be a good choice.
"So, you choose the marguerites?" His teacher asked, curious.
"Yes. They look really fresh. It seems like the perfect choice for a new year."
"Then get ready, dear. We should get going now," she added as she grabbed her hat.
"Will do," he agreed.

The Flower contest was held not too far from there, so he took his time with final touches. As he went to the contest he couldn't help to notice his friend and his girlfriend. They looked happy together. For a second he thought that, maybe, he needed some love in his life too. But the thought scared him a bit, so he brushed it off as fast as it came to him. His flowers were his love, and he dedicated his life to them. What good a woman could do to him?

"I'm so sorry dear..."
From five contestants, for the first time since he started competing, he didn't place between the three best ones.
"Don't feel bad, it was just a bad day. You should sleep a bit before heading back to your town."
"I will do that," he agreed before heading to one of the rooms.
Cam went to sleep with a bitter feeling of defeat. His bouquet was not bad, he was confident about it, so what could have went wrong? He thought about it till he fell asleep.

Later that night his friend came to say bye.
"You'll be back next week, right?"
"I will," he said with a smile.
"Good! Drop by my house again when you do. Take care of yourself Cam."
"You too."

Back to Bluebell, he found an excited Howard gossiping with his daughter about a new farmer at the neighbor town. But that didn't bother him at all. All he wanted to do was to forget his failure on the Flower Contest earlier that day. And he had to get ready to work at his flower stall.