BOCD
The New Green Cafe
Monday, November 4th
12:00pm
Massie scanned through the crowd of teens eating before heading to table 18. Who was evil enough to send Massie something like that? That morning Massie got threats of spreading the… "Truth."
Strawberry and Duhlivia were sitting so close together they could be dating. Layne was giggling with Meena and Heather, and other kids Massie never took the time to remember their names were acting normal as per usual.
"Hey Mass!" Dylan greeted, her mouth full of cheese pizza. Massie ignored her.
"Love the outfit!" Kristen added. Massie was wearing black distressed Rag and Bone jeans, a long black silky Theory t-shirt with a denim shirt wrapped around her waist, and white converse, her new shoe obsession. Yes they were something that Layne would wear but they were cool.
"Kris Dyl, am I a therapist?" Massie asked innocently with a pout
"No." they answered in sync
"Then why do you think I give a crap" Massie snapped furiously. Claire and Alicia laughed, everything was fine as long as it wasn't them getting attacked.
Claire knew why Massie was cranky she was up all night trying to figure out the texting geek. Massie's phone vibrated, her face twisted with disgust. Then it softened she began to scan the cafeteria. Claire looked too then she caught Cam's gaze at table 14, she quickly look down.
"Kuh-Laire if you want to talk to him, go ahead no ones stopping you" Massie kept her gaze fixed on Karen Fern.
"No thanks" Claire looked down at her un eaten quesadilla. She glanced at Massie's plate, she hadn't eaten either.
"Don't tell me you guys are dieting" Dylan dropped her greasy pizza. "Uh I feel so fat now"
"You're not FAT!" Everyone shouted. Dylan rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"Whatever!"
BOCD
French Class
Monday, November 4th
2:00pm
Claire took a deep breath before walking into French. She was totally jealous. The rest of the PC got to be in each others classes this block, and Claire was alone stuck with Cam.
Claire could hear Massie's words echoing in her head. "New Claire Confident, Cocky, Congenial" Cocky? That was the last thing Claire wanted to be. She felt a little confident. Massie let her borrow her maroon Calvin Klein sweater dress and her Louis Vuitton, Claire personally hated the status hand bag but it was more expensive the
an her wardrobe.
Claire stepped in and it was cold as hell. She shivered, there was no one in the classroom but you guessed it, Cam.
"Hey Claire" Cam said softly. He ditched his beat up leather jacket and was wearing a cardigan. It was so unlike him.
"What happened to your jacket?" Claire asked. She felt her head sweating underneath her cotton beret.
"I guess you don't know me Claire... I don't always were that jacket." Claire swallowed hard. how could he use her words against her? Claire put herself into Massie's scheming mind.
"Cam are you a tape recorder?" Claire put her hands on her hips ready to fight.
"No." Cam replied slowly
"Then why are you repeating my exact words? Aww does little Cam have trouble speaking?" Claire asked him in a condescending tone. Cam blushed thinking about how stupid he must have sounded.
"Anyways the heater is broken, and Madame Jewitt said I should stay here to tell the late comers were the class is."
"Okay then were is it?" Claire took a step closer to Cam. They were so close she could feel his breath on her face. Before Claire knew it Cam grabbed her head pulled it forward and began kissing her.
Claire was startled at first but she eventually relaxed. Cam let go.
"I don't know," Cam winked.
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