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Crushed. That's how I feel as I cry in the girls bathroom. More tears.

The bell rings and I realize I've already missed all of first period. I have a debate with myself on whether or not I should go to French class and face Campbell.

Campbell. My sweet best friend who turned into a lying jerk. And the saddest part was, he is all I have. Besides my band, he's my only friend. And he doesn't even know he did anything wrong.

It's really hard to be mad at him considering I still have a huge crush on him. Ugh. Why does he have to be so cute? Why does he have to fit perfectly with me? Why can't he see he we belong together?

My life a full questions. I'm still having a mental debate and weighing the pros and cons if going to French class. I decide to go. It's better to rip the bandage right off. I hope.

I pick up my backpack and head to French class. My eyes are still red, but I really don't care. If Cam asks why I was crying, I'll tell him the truth. Because that's what best friends do, tell the truth, but apparently he doesn't get that.

I trot into French class with my head down. I don't want to attract any unnecessary attention. Good thing Tori isn't in this class because she would laugh at me.

I sit down at my usual seat. All of a sudden my eyes dart to the door for some reason and right then Cam walks in. I put my face down, not wanting him to see my red, puffy eyes. He sits next to me, not aware anything is wrong.

"Hey M," he says. Why does he have to be so perfect?

"Hey," I say in a shaky voice. I think he notices I was crying. I still don't look up at him though.

"What's wrong?" He says, oblivious to why I sound like crap.

"Nothing," I mumble. It was barely audible, but I know he heard me because he sighs.

"Maya, I know something's wrong. Just tell me." He says with pure concern in his voice. I look up at him for the first time. He looks at me desperately.

"You know what's wrong? What's wrong is that I spent six months of my life being best friends with someone who tells me absolutely nothing," I had more venom in my voice than intended, but I don't care.

"What are you talking about? I tell you-" he was cut off by the bell and class starting. His brown eyes say it all though. He is sad, confused, and heart-broken. I feel pretty bad for him, regardless of what he did.

...

After a long, boring French class, Cam stops me before I can make a quick exit by grabbing my arm. Everyone else had filtered out of the class room. "What's wrong?" He says, very sternly but friendly as well.

"You're what's wrong Cam," I say. He looks confused so I continue, "I saw you kiss Tori and you believed that I'd tell her to stay away from you."

Confusion crosses his face like he couldn't recall any of these events. He closes his eyes, probably searching for a way to respond. "Why should you care what I do with Tori? You and I are not dating," he says in a calm tone, but he emphasized the word 'not.' That almost killed me.

"I care because I obviously like you. I have a huge crush on you and for some reason you can't see that!" I screamed the part. It felt good to get my feelings out to be honest.

"What? You like me?" He says in a high-pitch, disbelieving tone.

I look down at my feet. "Yeah. I like you a lot actually. But it doesn't because you have Tori," I say in a quiet, sad voice. I feel so vulnerable right now. So alone.

Cam puts two fingers under my chin and tips my head up so I'm forced to look him in the eye. "The only reason Tori and I kissed is because I thought I never had a chance with you. You're too good for me My. Tori and I aren't dating; we never were. I don't even like Tori, but she was a distraction. Something to get my mind off the giant crush I have on you." As he said these words, I felt my heart getting put back together. Piece by piece, my heart became whole again. I smile at him. He is the light of my days.

"So the kiss was fake?" I say in complete and utter disbelief.

He smiles at me, "Yes, the kiss was fake."

"Good." I say, "But what does this mean for us?"

"I was hoping you would ask that," Cam leans down and kisses me. It takes me a second to react, but soon our lips are moving in perfect sync. He breaks the kiss, "Maya Matlin, will you please please be my girlfriend?" He says, practically begging.

"I don't know. I mean you have to get in line. So many guys already want to be Maya Matlin's girlfriend. I'll put you on the waiting list." I joke, but then say, "Of course, I'll be your girlfriend."

He smiles and kisses me again. He walks me to my next class while he has his arm around me.

"Good bye. See you at lunch," he says when we reach my next class.

"Bye," I say and give him a peck on the lips. I walk into class with a huge smile on my face.

...

Class went by so slowly all I want to do is see Cam at lunch.

The bell rings and I practically run out of the room. I'm going to see Cam!

I run into him as I turn the corner. "Whoa there, speedy," he says, "You also knocked me down."

"Sorry," I say with a smile, "Shall we go to lunch?"

"We shall," he grabs my hand and we walk to lunch.

On our way to lunch, I spot Tori. She is walking over to us. She stops in front of us and looks at Campbell.

"Hey," she says flirtatiously, "Wanna go to the movies after school?" Does she not see me holding his hand?!

"Umm...I'm sorta dating Maya," he says looking at me. I smile triumphantly.

Out of nowhere Tori bitch slaps me and grabs my hair. We go into an all out cat fight. Ugh. Tori bugs me.

P.S. Sorry for not updating, but I broke my ankle. So that's my excuse. :)