A/N: it's been TWO MONTHS! Ohmygod, right? The reason to why we dragged this on is at the BOTTOM~~~ so read this chapter and enjoy:D thanks soo much for all those awesome reviews we got! We luv you all:D
I woke up on Friday morning to the sound of the rain splashing down on my roof. Pitter patter pitter patter. I turned over in my bed and looked at my midnight black bedside clock with glow in the dark numbers. Crap. It was 7:30 already! I was going to be so late for school! I crawled out of bed and ran off to the bathroom. How on earth did I oversleep?
I woke up Chris and Callie and did all the stuff I normally did, except faster. Thank goodness, I managed to reach school with time to spare. I rushed to my locker to get out my history books, and guess what? Seth was leaning casually against the wall next to my locker, his eyes darting around, as though he was looking for someone. My heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Blushing, I practically ran over to him, catching myself when I nearly fell. When he saw me, he breathed a sigh of relief, his face in such a picture of ecstasy that I made me want to cry.
"Cameron," he whispered softly. I smiled at him shyly, unsure of what to say.
"Umm. So Seth! Why… why weren't you been at school for the past three days? Were you… sick?" Okay, was that being... clingy? Sort of? Desperate? I had like only known him for one day and I was already like asking him where he had been? I mean, I was acting like I was his mom or something.
"I am so so sorry, Cam. I had... something to attend to," he said, sounding really sincere, his eyes locked in mine... we stood there for what seemed like eternity. I was, well, breathless. My eyes searched every corner of his breathtaking face; I couldn't look away. "Cam?" he asked worriedly. OH SHIT, HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN STANDING HERE AND STARING? I tried to compose myself and from the corner of my eye I could see that he was laughing. I blushed; and I remembered what he had said earlier; I could tell that he didn't want to tell me. Oh well. I wouldn't pry then.
"Oh, haha, okay. School was pretty boring, not like you really missed anything," I said, softly, looking down on the floor. He smiled at me before walking me to class.
We sat at the back of the class as usual and the lesson went on as usual. Sigh. History had to be one of the worst subjects ever. It reminded me of a poem I heard when I was younger, in history, I was history.
Like on Monday, Seth's gaze was on mine the whole time. I didn't want to turn and look at him do and it took a lot of self restraint to so. I mean, we both end up staring at each other. That would have been creepy. But throughout the whole lesson I was day dreaming, about my new life here and more importantly my date tonight. At the end of the lesson, I stood up, in a daze. It was over already? I didn't hear a thing! I was so failing history.
We had a different schedule for the rest of the day, except for Lunch. Today's lunch was kinda strange. Seth sat with me and Chris as usual, and they started talking about cars or something, but Sam came too. (A/N SAM IS THE GIRL FROM LIT! :p you know, not the big scary werewolf leader guy)
"Hey, you're the new kid, aren't ya?" she walked over, munching on a chocolate bar, "my client that I won the case for?"
She won the case? Well, whatever. "Not so new anymore, but yeah, kinda..." I said. Why was she talking to me? What was with these La pushians and them talking to me?
Heh. La pushians. Funny word.
"Yeah, yeah I was in detention with Mallory. I swear, she is a paedophilic lesbian and is just keeping me there to do unwanted stuff," Sam said. I snickered, she was pretty funny.
"But if she's a lesbian, don't ya think that she'd go for someone else... less boyish?" a voice came from behind me.
"Oh, hey Lucas!" I said, turning around and smiled brightly.
"Yeah, maybe she's bi then! She is definitely not straight. I mean, have you seen how she stares at Maddi?" Sam retorted.
"Okay, i'm completely lost," I said. Who was Maddi?
"Oh, yeah sorry, Maddi's Sam's best friend," Lucas explained.
"Yeah, and she stares at Maddi all the time. And not in the I-hate-you kinda look. I mean the other one," Sam said darkly.
"You're a very mean girl, you know that Sam?" Lucas said.
"Did I ask you? No? So shut the f-" Sam started to say.
"Don't swear!" Lucas said.
"What are you, my mother?" Sam retorted.
"If I was, I would do a better job, I mean, seriously?" he gestured towards all of Sam.
"Hey, don't you trash talk my mom, she's better than yours!" Sam said angrily. And the two of them started bickering. I tuned them out and ate my lunch.
After a really long time they stopped.
"Yeah, anyway, I came here for a reason. Just wondering, have you even been around La push yet?" Sam asked me.
"What? Oh, no I haven't," I replied.
"Great, then wanna hang out with me and Maddi tomorrow?" Sam invited me.
"And me!" Lucas added.
"Shut up, Luke," Sam said. Luke rolled his eyes at her.
"Yeah, sure, that sounds like fun," I replied.
"Great, see ya then! Now, I'd better leave before Mallory find out that I snuck out," Sam said.
"If she's bi, or lesbo, wouldn't she be in the classroom the whole time?" Lucas asked Sam sarcastically.
"Dude, she needs to go get her protection don't she?" Sam said half-laughing before leaving.
"Ew," I said. Lucas gave me a smile.
"Yeah, she's always like that," he said. Just as I was about to reply, the bell went off.
"Well, better get to class!" he said.
The rest of the school day was uneventful. I didn't have Seth or Lucas or Sam in any of my classes.
Seth dropped me home as usual. But he was engrossed in talking to Chris about cars. Again. Geez. Cars bored me out, but I tried to listen. My mind was buzzing about the date tonight.
At home, I shut myself in my room for 3 hours. In my room, I turned on my iPod, plugged it into the speakers and the song "what to wear" by Taylor swift started blaring out of the speakers. How ironic. I went into my bathroom and turned on the tap of the bathtub.
I stripped off my hot, sweaty clothes and lowered myself slowly into the tub. The water was full to the brim by then and it was warm, just the way I liked it. I turned off the tap and soaked. I then took my favourite shampoo which smelled like strawberries and cream. I stopped using the cinnamon-smelling one after a... incident.
When I was twelve, and Callie was four, I bought this new shampoo that smelt just like the cinnamon cookies mom used to bake. I had washed my hair thoroughly with the shampoo, so that the smell of cinnamon lingered strongly in my room and bathroom. Then I walked down the stairs. Callie came up to me and took a whiff of my hair. She started sneezing like crazy. So after she swelled up completely, we realised she was allergic to cinnamon. Perfect. Just perfect.
I washed my hair gently and got out of the tub. Wrapping myself in a white, fluffy towel, and gave my hair a blowout. My hair dry, I picked up my favourite rhinestone white clip for my sixth birthday that my mom gave me before she became... well, crazy.
I put on my makeup and my dress, a strapless dark purple dress. I grabbed a lavender purse from my drawer. Then put on a pair of low-heeled black shoes. I took a look at the bed side clock, it was almost 7. I was bubbling with excitement; it was my first date after all.
The door rang and I threw open my bedroom door, rushing down the stairs two at a time. Chris saw me, and asked, shocked "cam? Why are you so dressed up? Are you going on a date?" he smirked. I glared at him before opening the door. I gasped as I saw Seth standing there, a bouquet of roses in his hand and he looked so hot.
Seth
She opened the door.
Wow. She looked gorgeous.
Her light brown curls accented her warm, brown eyes perfectly. Her red lips parted into a smile, showing a glimpse of her perfectly straight white teeth. God, I could never get over how beautiful and perfect she was.
She looked at herself, suddenly self-conscious. She chewed on her bottom lip. Goddammit, it should be illegal to look that adorably cute.
"Hey, here you go" I said passing her the bouquet of roses. I was panicking. What if she didn't like roses? What if she was allergic? But thankfully she accepted them with a smile.
"Hi!" she squeaked. She must be nervous. She was so cute when she was nervous.
"You ready?" I asked, smiling.
"Sorta. I'd be more ready if I knew where we were going though. But I guess it's too bad..." she trailed off. Maybe I should tell her.
What? No! That would ruin the surprise. She was almost too hard to say no to. Especially when she looked that cute.
"Yeah, it is too bad, isn't it?" I said, trying to keep the smile off my face. She smacked me and crossed her arms.
"Meani!" she said, her lower lip jutting out. It was so adorable!
"Yes I am, indeed. So you want to go now, or you want to stand here arguing?" I said.
"Well, i'm not stupid, let's go!" she said excitedly. Man, I hope she didn't have really high expectations or anything like that.
We got in my car. She sat there, staring out the window as I drove. There was this weird, awkward silence there.
"So..." she said suddenly.
"Yeah?" I said turning towards her.
"I have no idea," she replied.
"Oh, okay. Well then, let's play twenty questions! I ask first!" I said.
"Yeah sure, shoot," she said, smiling now.
"Okay. Favourite colour?" I asked.
"Black. Definitely. But just because it's my favourite colour doesn't mean that I'll wear it all the time and stuff like that," she said.
"Haha, okay, favourite movie?" I asked.
"The superhero movie. It's so hilarious! Especially his grandfather, he is so sick and wrong," she said, laughing.
The superhero movie? What is that anyway? Some sort of chick flick?
"It's not a chick flick, if that's what you're thinking. It's a really good, really sick movie," she said. Woah. Was she like a mind reader?
"Yeah, isn't that what they all say, about it not being a chick flick?" I said.
"Hey!" she said, her eyes twinkling.
"Okay, okay, i'm sorry, i'm sorry! But yeah, we're here now," I replied.
Cam
We were outside an Italian restaurant. Its name was written in big, curvy letters that I couldn't read. The doors were revolving- so cool! I stepped into the cool air conditioned restaurant with Seth. The waiter came forward, ushering us to a window seat. There was a candle lit in the middle of the table. The waiter pulled out my chair for me and I sat on the plush velvet seat.
"So..." Seth said, his face illuminated by the candle light.
"Gosh, this is so perfect. It's like a dream! It's so amazing." I gushed. Dammit, I was babbling. I shut my mouth and stared at the table.
'I was hoping you would like it." He said, and I could tell he was smiling. The waiter came again and passed me a menu. I read it, but it was all in Italian. "Excuse me?" I asked the waiter. "Yes signora?" he replied, raising his eyebrows.
"erm... what is this?" I asked, blushing furiously
"Ravioli fungo? It means mushroom ravioli,"
"oh... ok... ill take that and a coke." I said, seeing Seth very hard not to laugh. I glared at him
"Oh okay, ill have that too." He said.
"Very good, your meal will be here soon." The waiter said, slipping away into the kitchen.
"It's still my turn," he said. I looked at him blankly. "Twenty questions?" he reminded me.
"oh.. yeah.." I said.
"whats your favourite shampoo?" he asked, his eyes twinkling.
"strawberry..and cream..."i said, blushing like mad.
"aha! I knew it!" he yelled.
"how?" I asked bewildered.
"i can smell it.." he said slyly.
Oh shit! It must be too overpowering! Crap!
"don't worry!" he said, seeing my panicked look. He laughed. "i like it too!"
I had absolutely no clue about what to say. What do you respond when your date says something like that?
"uhhh, thanks" i awkwardly said. He smiled at me. Damn. Why was i so awkward when he was so... not! What is wrong with me? What if he thinks i'm a nutcase and dumps me? That would be so... sad. And terrible. A huge catastrophe.
Thankfully the food arrived before i could embarrass myself more-if that was humanely possible. The mushroom ravioli was delicious, because, well it had mushrooms and mushrooms are awesome. We kept playing 20 questions throughout dinner. He asked me really random questions like my favourite jewel-onyx, favourite flower-gardenia, the silliest thing I've done-stuck ice-cream down my pants and so on. It was actually really fun.
He drove me back home and we were laughing the whole way. God, he was the perfect guy, really funny and sweet and seriously hot too. It was just awesome.
It had started raining when i reached my house. He pulled up in front of my gate, then got out of the car and opened my door for me. The rain didn't seem to affect him.
"sorry, i don't have an umbrella, so you're just gonna have to make a run for it," he said apologetically. I didn't mind. Umbrella's were for suckers anyway. i hopped out of the car, and inevitably got drenched. And i started laughing. Wow. Real smart Cameron. Start laughing now, of all times. Way to embarrass yourself in front of your first date.
I was laughing so hard i didn't notice him lean in...
It was my first kiss.
And it was awesome.
A/N: so there it is, the fourth chapter. Wow. We are slow. Well, this is cause, june holidays NICOLE'S TPC WAS CONFISCATED. And she had the chapter! Then in july, HER COMPUTER BROKE. AND SHE STILL HASN'T FIXED IT. SO I WROTE MOST OF THIS. And, sorry if you guys wanted fluff in the ending, i didn't feel in a fluffy mood. –sorry guys- anyway, review?