Forget: to not be able to remember

"Ouch! What the hell is the matter with you?" The dark haired, caramel- skinned girl nearly screamed at me with a thick British accent. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement. She was exotic in all ways. But right now she was angry, and ready to throw a punch. Right. At. My. Face.

Since tears were still streaming my face, I mumbled an apology and turned away embarrassed, but a strong, yet still dainty hand stopped me.

"Look, I really am sorry. I didn't mean too. I was just-," I said cutting myself off with more tears. The girl just stood there watching me. Then she spoke.

"It's okay. But why are you crying? Surely not over that?" she sounded like she actually cared, but I didn't want to go into it.

"It's a long story." I say, looking away. She smiled gently as if trying to make me feel better.

"Well, my name's Bex Baxter. Actually, it's Rebecca but don't call me that." She almost growled the last part.

"Umm, I'm Cammie Morgan. Actually, it's Cameron but don't call me that."

She laughed, shook her head and said,

"Well Cammie, I think we are going to get along just fine. Anyways, where were you headed to?" she asked.

"I was trying to find my Aunt. I just in with her and I can't find where I said I would meet her. I think I got turned around." Bex laughed again.

"Yeah, that tends to happen a lot in New York. Maybe I can help. I wasn't doing anything today anyways. So where were you going to meet her?" she said.

"I was going to meet her at the coffee shop that's on the same block as the Hard Rock Café. Do you know it?"

"You're in luck; I came from there just before we ran into each other."

We both laughed at that, and Bex led me in the right direction of the coffee shop.

The bell of the coffee shop jingled as Bex and I entered. I searched for the dark hair of Aunt Abby. Abby looked up at the sound of the jingling and waved us over.

"Hey Cams. Where have you been? I was starting to get worried." She told me.

"I forgot where the coffee shop was. Bex and I ran into each other. Literally. And she helped me here. Oh yeah. This is Bex. Bex, this is my Aunt Abby." I introduced them and they too seemed like they would get along well.

"Would you girls like anything before we leave?" Abby asked us.

"No thank you." Bex and I both chimed and then started laughing.

Abby finished her coffee and Bex said that she had to get home to help her mom cook dinner. Before she left she asked me,

"Hey will you be attending Pacific High School after break is over?" She explained to me earlier that they had a longer spring break than everyone else.

I smiled at her. "Yeah I will." She grinned back.

"That's great! I'll have to introduce you to people! Well I have to go! I'll call you later! We should hang out!" With that said she left.

See, during our walk to the coffee shop Bex and I had 'bonded'. I told her my life story she told me hers, which included some very interesting stories about flushing goldfish down the toilet. We had also exchanged phone numbers. I think Bex was my new best friend.

Or actually my only best friend. At least I had one, right?

The beginning of a good friendship right? :) How was it ? Please review! Chapter 7 coming soon :)