Penelope's POV
Flashback..
Freshman year. I'd looked up to Ferris, at least, at that time. I'd decided to try and go talk to him. I approached him in the hallway.
"Hey Ferris,"I said.
He turned around.
"Do I know you,"He asked.
"No, but.."I said.
"Listen,"He said,"I'm busy."
"But..."
"Leave me alone kid,"He said.
I glared at him and slapped him across the face. He looked at me discerningly and walked away.
Present...
"And that, Ferris, is why I hate you,"I said.
I had woken up early, before Cameron. Unfortunately, so had Ferris. I went over to try and talk to my new acquaintance, Cameron, but was met with Ferris instead. He asked what he ever did, so I explained.
"I guess I have been mean to some people,"He said.
"If you weren't so full of yourself,"I said,"So narcissistic.."
"I am not full of myself,"He said.
"Bullshit,"I said,"You only care about yourself. You lie, you manipulate people. Do you even care about Cameron? About your sister? About anyone?"
"Yes I care,"He said.
I glared at him.
Ferris's POV
She was right. I was only thinking of myself when I took the Ferrari. I didn't think Cameron would get in trouble, or that the car would crash..I didn't think...I wasn't thinking...at all. Cameron could have died and it would have been my fault. The best friend that I've ever had, could have DIED. I put my head in my hands. Just thinking about it brought me to tears.
"Never thought I'd see the day Ferris Bueller cries,"Penelope said.
I looked up at her. I didn't want to say anything and further her hatred of me. I looked away. I went over to Cameron's bed and stood by him.
"I'm sorry Cameron,"I said.
Cameron opened his eyes.
"Don't cry Ferris,"He said.
"I could've gotten you killed,"I said,"I knew how phsyco your father is. I'm sorry."
"It's okay..,"He started.
"No..it's not,"I interrupted.
Cameron's POV
"Maybe you should go home Ferris,"I said,"You've been here all night."
"But...,"He started.
"Ferris...,"I said.
He nodded.
"Okay,"Ferris said.
Ferris said goodbye and left. Penelope walked over to me.
"So,"I said,"What do you wanna do now?"
Penelope's POV
I pressed my lips against his, kissing him. After a few seconds, I pulled away. He stared at me in silence.
"Are you okay,"I asked.
He smiled.
"I'm great,"He said,"How about you?"
"I like you,"I said.
He pulled me back in for a kiss again.
"I forgot my..."Someone said,"Am I interrupting something?"
Cameron let me go. Ferris stood at the chair he was sitting at, picking up his jacket that he must have forgot.
"No,"I said,"Not at all."
Ferris nodded slowly, smirking, said goodbye to us again, then left. Cameron scooted over, letting me sit by him.
"So, who are you,"Cameron asked.
"I told you, I'm Penelope,"I said.
"No, I mean who ARE you,"He said,"Who IS Penelope..?"
"Smith,"I said,"My name's Penelope Smith. I'm 18, I live with my aunt Phoebe, about two miles from here. What about you?"
"I live...well, used to live with my parents,"He said,"When I get out, I'm going to live with Ferris for a while."
"Hmm.."I said.
"Are you even real,"He asked,"Or just some cruel trick my mind is playing."
"Are YOU?"
"Huh?"
"There can't really be a guy this nice,"I said,"A guy who isn't a total pig."
"There can't possibly be a girl who likes me,"He said.
He paused for a moment.
"I never asked,"He said,"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Not at the moment,"I said.
"Have you ever had one,"He asked.
"I've had lots,"I said,"Well, sort of...it's complicated."
"What do you mean,"He asked.
"I guess..I'm what you would call a slut Cameron,"I said.
"I never called anyone that,"He said.
"Never?"
"Never."
"Hmm,"I said.
"You have VERY soft lips,"He said.
"Thank you,"I said.
I lied my head on the giant hospital pillow. Cameron moved his head over a little.
"Most guys would've tried jumping me by now,"I said.
"Do I look like most guys,"He asked, smiling.
"I guess not,"I said.
He leaned forward to kiss me again.
"I should get back to my bed,"I said,"Before the nurse comes in to check on me."
He nodded.
Cameron's POV
Penelope went back to her side of the curtain. An oasis. No way she's real.