Chapter 7: "fearful when the sky was full of thunder"
It's 10 o'clock and we've watched 6 movies: MBFGW, Home Alone, The Spongebob Movie, Finding Nemo, Monsters Inc. and The Hunger Games. 3 drinks and two tubs of popcorn later I have to pee. "Cam?" I whisper, tapping his shoulder. "Yeah?" "Where's your bathroom?" "Upstairs and down the hall, second door on your right." "Thanks." "Sure." I walk up the long staircase and make my way to the bathroom. There are monogrammed towels and guest soap. After I'm done, I wander a bit. I wind up in what I assume is Cam's room. He has posters of famous hockey players plastered over his walls and a picture of who I assume is Maya. She's really pretty. I take one last look at his room from the threshold, then head back downstairs; I make my way to the living room, Cam's asleep. I bend down to whisper something in his ear. At the last second he turns and kisses me. I don't object. We break away and I catch my breath. "(deeply breathing) I, uh... Again?" I prompt, getting back on the couch and lying down. I run my fingers through his hair and we start up again. My pocket buzzes. "Hold that thought warrior."
Bry: can we talk about this?
Me: it's over, remember?
I throw my phone down in frustration and we start up once more. He kisses with such passion and intensity. He takes his shirt off. "I thought this might happen. Hahaha." He said jokingly. I run my fingers over the crevasses. "Uh, do you want to-" "No. I mean- I'm not ready for that yet." " What? Oh you thought- ohhhhh no I was actually gonna ask if you wanted to stop, it's getting kinda late. And I just wanna make sure you feel comfortable." "What a gentleman." We continue like this for a few minutes. Then we head to his bedroom.

I take a quick shower. With my hair in wrapped up in a blue towel and a fluffy purple towel wrapped around me I head to Cam's room. "Hey can I borrow a shirt to sleep in?" "Sure." He says, getting up from his bed and digging through his drawers. He pulls out a hockey jersey. "Here," he says, handing me the shirt. "This way, I know you're mine." He says kissing my cheek. I'm already in a bra and panties so I change right there. Cam had already seen me like this, during the pool incident. "Ya know, you could just sleep in that..." He jokes. "well aren't you funny." I say sarcastically as I put on the jersey. It smells like old spice and Abercrombie rolled into one. The sky is dark. Stars begin to fill the once empty horizon: the house is quiet. I slip in bed next to Cam and slide down in the covers. He scooches closer, wrapping an arm around my waist. I feel safe, protected.

I lay awake. Thinking. "Cam?" I say, poking his side. "Yeah?" "Oh, you are up." "Yeah. I just feel that there's just no need to sleep... It's a waste of time. Does that sound stupid?" "I know what you mean... When we were little, there was more time to do nothing. There were more hours in the day, new things to discover- more time." There's a long pause. Cam turns toward me. "We're all in this huge rush to grow up, but now we as teens have a fear of what lies ahead. We try to stop the clock." "We can't return, we can only look- behind from where we came. And go round and round and round in the circle game." "Joni Mitchell." "I'm utterly shocked that you knew that." "My mom used to sing that song to calm me down. It used to be the only thing that would keep me from crying. On nights when the thunder and lighting was really bad I would go to her room and she would sing that song to calm me down." Another long pause. "Plus she's Canadian." "Hahhaha...Right now, I'm having one of those moments." "One of which?" "One that feels so utterly perfect, that it makes you want to live like this forever and you know you'll never feel this happy again." "So I'm depressing you?" "I guess so." I say flirtatiously. "Gigi?" "Yeah?" "Come with me to Canada. We'll fly out tomorrow and be back by Monday." I sit up abruptly. "I can't leave right now. Plus, how are you gonna get tickets for a flight tomorrow?" "I have a private plane." "What don't you have?" He thinks for a minute. "A sandwich." "You're adorable." "Not half as adorable as you." "Aww turn the light on so I can kiss you."

To amberangel88, you can call me Gigi if you'd like and I wasn't trying to steal your title, all of my titles are quotes or song titles. Anyway, I hope you all like this chapter as much as I do. As some of you may have guessed, my story title's name is based off of this chapter. I love Joni Mitchell and "The Circle Game" is one of my favorite songs, it just seemed appropriate. Who else is scared about this weeks episode of degrassi? Gah! Why can't this be in the summer season block when we get new episodes daily!? Please review! Love you all, SqueegeeG