Macey and I were singing along to Tik Tok by Ke$ha when we pulled into the school parking lot. Grant was getting off his motorcycle and now waiting for us. When he sees what I'm wearing he frowns, well he needs to stop being so protective. All three of us walked into the school and that's when people started staring. You see people sometimes call me the Chameleon because I blend in. Especially with my dirty blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. I bet they don't think that I'm acting like a chameleon right now. I guess Macey is used to all the attention because she looked bored .I don't blame her I mean she has straight black hair with light icy blue eyes. Grant well he didn't seem to notice all the people staring. No Grant was too busy glaring at all the guys who looked at me a little longer than necessary. Well guys weren't the only ones staring; I mean there were a lot of girls looking at Grant. He had Creamy chestnut colored hair that was more on the blond side than the brown, he had light blue eyes and some of the girls thought he looked like he was related to Brad Pitt.
We went our separate ways to our lockers, some boys wolf whistled me on the way. Most of them were on the football team they were so going to get it later. Did I mention that Grant is the captain of our football team? He also does Soccer and he's the unofficial captain of that. I finally make it to my locker and gather my stuff for my first class: Math with Mr. Pulenas. Just as I'm about to head there one of my best friends comes walking through the doors casually as if he's not running late. I smile as I notice what he's wearing today. Light jeans and a plain navy Lacoste polo that hugs his muscles perfectly and a pair of black and white Nike's. Yep that's my best friend Ryan Jenkins. Before you get the wrong idea we're not "friends with benefits" and I don't have any romantic feelings for him. Let me tell you how we met.
When Grant and I first came to Thompson High everybody treated us horribly and Ryan was the first one to be nice to us. He was also our first friend then Macey and Ryan's friends. You see Ryan is popular so technically we're popular too. He's got movie star good looks with his dark blond hair nearly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that could make you melt. He plays soccer too so girls go to all his practices hoping he'll take his shirt off to reveal a 6 pack. Basically he's your average Abercrombie model. He was Grant's best friend before mine because of football. It's weird because sometimes I get the feeling that he likes me more than a friend but still hangs out with Grant.
He walked past me I thought he was ignoring me but then I realized he would never expect me to be in these clothes so I decided to have some fun. His locker is close to mine so I turn to look at him, he still doesn't notice me. I laugh at that, my laughing catches his attention. He looks up from his locker and squints. I take his moment of confusion to say "hey". He gasps and steps back at this I smirk, Ryan is rarely shocked. "Wow Cammie you look. . . "He says eyeing me from head to toe.". . . Amazing" he finally says."You don't look so bad yourself I say back" he starts laughing but I stop him by saying "Hurry, we're going to be late for class". He nods and we head off to math class together.
Math class is boring; I already know everything we're learning so I pass notes with some friends. Mostly with Allison who has been my best friend since 6th grade. She has dark brown hair and honey brown eyes. She is one of the people who organized the end-of-the-year party tomorrow. Guys have to wear casual clothes and girls have to wear casual purple clothes.(A.N: Purple is one of my favorite colors) Allison is the one who told me that Ryan likes me. Every now and then I'll look up to see him staring at me but abruptly look away. So when math ends I'm the first one out the door.
The rest of the day goes by the same that is until free period at the end of the day. The teachers let us out early so my friends and I wanted to go to the mall and see a movie then shop. We all settled on seeing "Sherlock Holmes". (A.N: I saw that movie this weekend it was really good!) Before I went in Ryan grabbed my hand and said he wanted to talk to me "Cammie I was wondering if you would go to the party tomorrow with me?" he sounded so hopeful. Since it was the last time I'd see him until after summer I agreed and told him not to tell Grant. He nodded and we went back into the movie.
After the movie, which we all loved the guys went home and the girls went shopping. I hated shopping especially with Macey and Allison. They dragged me into every shop and made me try on a whole lot of outfits. They said I needed to look even Hotter than today for my "date" with Ryan (yeah I told them). After shopping for 2 and a half hours we finally found a dress that met their standards. The dress was a light purple bubble dress which was short it went a couple of inches above my knee. From my chest area up was bright purple sequins (A.N: all clothes I use in story can be found on my profile). My friend's dresses didn't even compare to mine. We also each bought a pair of silver strappy heels. We were finally done shopping and headed home.
When I got to my house I quickly went inside to find my mom and Grant sitting on the couch obviously waiting for me. So I sat down next to Grant, that's when my mom started talking. "I have something to tell you guys; don't be mad it's for your best." I started getting nervous. "My job is very important to me and your school isn't the best. So I started applying-"I zoned out because what she was saying was starting to click. "No mom please, you can't!" I yell. "Cameron I found a better job at a better school so we'll be moving to Roseville in a couple of weeks. That gives you enough time to pack and say goodbye to your friends". I can't believe this is happening, how could she do this to us. It suddenly dawned on me that I would have to tell my friends tomorrow and that was also the last time I would see them. My life was crashing down and I would have to rebuild it in a new town called Roseville.