Chapter 4

Cloe bit her lip. What was he doing here? It was like, eight at night. What could he possibly want? Bully just stood there at the doorway, smiling at her. It was creeping her out like crazy. "Bully? What are you doing here?"

Bully widened his eyes. "Cloe listen." He said making sure she was paying attention. "I have to tell you something."

"What is it?" Cloe asked, becoming a bit impatient. She still had to call Cameron.

Bully stepped a little more forward, hinting that he wanted to come in. Cloe stood there sternly, not letting him get his wish.

"You know that punk, Cameron, right?" He asked in a raspy tone.

Cloe squinted her eyes at him oddly. "Yes. What's wrong?"

"I hate to say this, but…" Bully looked down and gazed back at her with his eyes filled with sorrow. "I just don't want to see you getting anymore hurt…"

Cloe just stared at him.

"I really don't know how to say this."

"What is it already; you're not making any sense!" Cloe just wanted him to go away. She reached for the door knob.

"He's going out with another girl." Bully said bluntly.

What?! Cloe started to breathe heavily. "What are you talking about?" She demanded. This was all a lie, just a lie… "I don't believe you, stop lying to me!"

Bully growled a bit, but then he struggled to remain calm. "You think I came all the way to your house just to tell you a lie? You think I'm lying? I know you and Camerat are close and I…" Bully stopped and then spoke. "Why do you think Cameron has been avoiding you lately? Huh?"

"He said he had to fix up a project. Your project!" Cloe said and realized some odd patterns that she couldn't really make out.

"He finished it before school ended, I have it right here in my car." Bully said and went over to it.

All Cloe wanted to do was slam the door on him and forget about everything. But she couldn't. She had to know more.

Bully came back to her with his finished volcano project. It was brown and orange, the way it originally was, only this time it had little red crystals that lighted up and made crackling sounds. The volcano was so brilliant, only Cameron could've put together such a masterpiece. Cloe could feel her eyes burn up, but she couldn't feel any tears. Still she didn't completely trust him.

"I'm really sorry Cloe, I truly am." Bully said looking down, preparing for her next move. "But it doesn't change the fact that he…he betrayed you like that."

Cloe turned away from him, her face burning. She shook her head, refusing to believe him. He's lying…you know he's lying, so why are you acting like you believe it?

"Who is he dating?" Cloe mumbled, struggling to speak. Her voice was so soft, but Bully could still understand her.

"I'm not so sure who, but I think the chick's name was Mecca or whatever."

Mecca? Who was Mecca? Cloe had never heard such a name before and she was one the most popular girls in school. She should've seen this Mecca girl some time around, unless she was very new. But this all didn't make sense, why would a person like Bully come and tell her that? She thought he hated Cameron and everything to do with him.

Cloe stared at him and sighed. "I…I don't believe you."

"Huh?"

"I just don't believe you, okay!" Cloe said and grabbed her doorknob.

Bully put his combat boot in the doorway. "But you will. Believe me, that guy is bad business."

This made Cloe angry. "You don't even know him! I know Cameron. And he would never never do anything….to hurt me." Well, that was at least what she thought.

Bully shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, fine. Don't believe me right now, but give him a call." He stepped away from her door mat and headed to his car with the volcano. He stopped and turned back at her. "I dare you to."

Cloe rolled her eyes and stared out at the stars. Bully is bad business. He is a bully and bullies make trouble to other people. He was just messing with her or was he? Cloe watched the teen start the engine. He turned to her and did something that made her almost choke on air.

He waved to her.

Cloe closed the door and picked up her phone. "I still don't believe him, though."

"I'm really sorry about tonight, Cameron. Really, I didn't know those orphans would go so wild on us." Mecca said to her date. The two were now out of the restaurant and walking down the parking lot. The sky was so dark, but Mecca was still so bright to spot out, you know, with all that bright clothes and make up.

"It's no problem, really." Cameron said, lying. He was SO glad this date was going to end. Now all he had to do was drive them home.

Mecca stared annoyingly into his eyes with deep concern. "Cami, what's the matter? Didn't you have a good time? I know I did, although it could get even better."

Cameron looked at her feeling ashamed. He felt ashamed because he was lying to her, he didn't really love her or even like her. And she really believed that he had feelings for her.

He felt ashamed because he was lying to Cloe, he kept a secret from her…a very bad one.

He felt ashamed because he was too cowardly to fight like a real man.

He felt ashamed because he felt like such an idiot to let this all happen to him.

Cameron felt suddenly more frustrated than ever before. He just didn't know what to do.

Mecca started to take his hand. "Cameron why do you look so sad, is something wrong?"

Cameron stared at her, how joyful she seemed. She was so happy to be with him, even though the Tweevils made her sound like a clown and humiliated her. She actually thought he was in love with her, but he wasn't. Man, he felt like a loser.

"No, I'm fine. Why don't we go home, okay?" Cameron said and took out his keys.

Mecca put her manicured hands onto his shoulders and gazed deeply into his eyes. "No you're not okay." She said. "Hey I know what we could do!" She turned away from him and ran to minivan.

Okay, what is she up to? Cameron wondered and just stood there.

"Come over here Cameron!" Mecca called to him and started picking up dirty rocks and trash from the floor.

Cameron knew she wouldn't obey him, so he just went along with her. "Mecca, what are you doing?"

Mecca smiled at him evilly. "We're gonna have some fun."

"Okaay…"

Mecca picked up more pebbles. "See this minivan, right here." She pointed to an old rusty van.

Cameron nodded. "Yeah. What about it?"

Mecca rolled her eyes. "Just watch me." She took a rock from her palm and hurled it at the van, making a dent into it.

"MECCA!" Cameron shouted alarmed.

"Cameron, not so loud." Mecca threw another rock at the car, this time it sailed into the open car window.

"What do you think you're doing? You could get arrested!" Cameron was so confused. Yeah that Mecca was one crazy girl fer sure.

"Calm down Cami, it's just for fun." She threw another stone into the window.

"How is that fun? What if-"

The van's alarm began to go off.

"Oh, great." Cameron said sarcastically. Mecca dropped her pebbles and turned to the restaurant to see if anyone is suspicious.

She sees the waiter, who had served them food, peeking out at the parking lot. His eyes widen.

"Oh no!" Mecca gasps and grabs Cameron's arm. "C'mon let's go!"

The waiter bursts out the doors and shouts. "Hey get away you rotten kids! Get away from my van!"

Mecca giggles at his voice and crawls into Cameron's car.

"Mecca, why did you do that? Do realize what you could've gotten yourself into?"

"Come on, Cami. It was that horrible waiter's car; it was so ugly and rusty, it had to be made fun of!"

"Do you have any idea how much that doesn't make sense!"

Mecca looked scared; she put her hand on his shoulder. That just made him even more frustrated. "Calm down, you're letting everything stress you out. Relax, Cami."

Cameron rolled his eyes and stuck in his key. "We're going home now."

Mecca sighed. "But Caaamii?"

Cameron gritted his teeth. "What? It's almost ten o' clock! We're going home!"

"Can't we just get one more ice cream? Pretty pleeeeease?"

Cameron just groaned.

Cameron had a very rough night, he couldn't sleep. He just couldn't keep thinking about Cloe. Why was she always on his mind lately? He never really thought about her that much, well; at least the 'favor' was over with. Cameron went to his locker to get his science report. He was a little relieved to be in school, being his good old self again. That's what he thought.

"Oh Cameron, there you are!" Mecca's annoying voice filled the air. "I've been looking all over for you!"

"Oh, really." Was all he said. He wanted so much to tell her to leave because Cloe might see them together and suspected things.

"I just wanted to tell you how much fun I had last night. It was the best day EVER!" Mecca squealed happily like a mushroom.

Cameron anxiously looked around. "Hey Mecca, could you keep it down!"

Mecca stared at him oddly. "What are you so nervous about? No one's even here." She smiled dangerously at him and grabbed his collar, bringing his face closer to hers and planted a fat kiss.

Cameron's eyes widened with fear. "What did you just do?" He demanded angrily, pushing her away.

Mecca smiled innocently. "What? You deserved it."

"I don't believe this." A voice said to herself. The blond girl stared back at Cameron who was facing his back towards her.