-Cammie POV-

It didn't take long for me to get home. In fact, I lived really close to the mall so once I got in my car and got out of the parking lot, I was just a few minutes away. I could have saved gas and walked, but it was over one hundred degrees out and I didn't feel like dying before I got to the mall.
Now that I think of it, I never got any jewelery like I'd wanted to. Not really a big deal, I had such a collection of it ranging from all the weird crap I've made and all the jewelery my mom gave me before she passed away when I was sixteen. I didn't wear a lot of my moms jewelery, though. I was too afraid of ruining it.
When I got home, I pulled my keys out of my oversized black leather purse, and unlocked the door. It should have been unlocked, my roomate Jenna had been home the whole time.
When I got inside, Jenna was sitting in the Lazy Boy recliner we'd gotten for free from her cousin, watching reruns of That 70's Show. We didn't have cable, which could suck sometimes, but I also liked the simplicity. I loved simplicity.
When she heard me come in, she turned her body around in the chair. "Where have you been?"
"I went to the mall." I shrugged.
"You took over three hours and you're not carrying any bags..." Jenna narrowed her eyes, then a wide smile grew from her lips. "Who is he?!"
I started to laugh. Jenna knew me way to well. That's what happens when you're best friends with someone for so long. "His name is David, and he's 27."
"Whoa, older man much?"
"Only by four years, Jen." I shrugged slightly, dropping my purse on the coffee table and relaxing on the couch. "And it doesn't matter. He is beyond sweet."
"How'd you meet him?"
"Honestly, we ran into each other at the mall." I left out the fact that we actually ran into each other, deciding I didn't feel like going into too much detail.
"Did you get his number?" Jenna asked excitedly. "Call him now!"
I giggled. "I didn't get his number."
"Wait, so you meet this totally sweet guy, and you don't even get his number? Can you say idiot?"
"I gave him his number and told him to call me."
"Oh my God. This is a disaster."
"What? Why?" I panicked.
"Because guys have that whole 'wait three days' to call her thing, and if they don't call within three days, then they're not interested."
"You're crazy." I said, rolling my eyes. "We're just friends, so if I have to wait three days, I'll wait three days." I really don't want to wait three days, though...
After a while, I went back in my room, put my phone on the charger so I wouldn't possibly miss a call from David, and hung out with my kitten Diamond for a while. I couldn't stop thinking about him though. My mind kept going back to how sweet he'd been to me, and how he'd run all that way just to ask me to lunch, and then he payed too.
I'd had my heart broken in the past, and I'd met some major assholes, but David made me think there might actually be some genuinly good guys out there.
Now, to get past the friendzone...