Hey guys, were back! :) We were debating whether to carry on with this story, but a few more people reviewed asking to update so we did :) We hope you like it, we're not really sure where this idea came from though so bare with us.
Also, we'd like to apologise if the story isn't really realistic. We honestly have very little idea about what happens in American college, seeing as we both live in Manchester UK, we're sort of guessing from what we see in films and stuff, so sorry about that.
Love Never Dies
Chapter 12:
Camille's POV:
It was 8:45am and my Aunt was currently hurrying me up to get ready for my second day at college. Today I had woken up feeling rather sorry for myself; I couldn't get Logan off my mind. If I had just called him back yesterday, then there was a chance he wouldn't have run off. Unfortunately for me, I was too scared to do that, so instead I was stuck wondering what I had done wrong, whether Logan actually wanted to see me and if I would ever speak to him again. As I got in my Aunts car, I was stuck thinking whether Logan would actually be in college today. Kendall had told me in gym that it was very unlike Logan to miss 5 minutes of a lesson, let alone half a day of classes, this told me Logan was really upset about something. Maybe seeing me again had ruined the life he had built for himself here, maybe he hated me for finding him again, and maybe he didn't want to see me after all, this thought alone was enough to bring tears to my eyes.
It was now 9:00am and I was slowly making my way through the hallways alone. I had forgotten to ask Kendall to meet me because I had been in such a rush to tell Aunt Katherine about seeing Logan and as a result, I had been walking around college for 5 minutes and it didn't take long for me to release I was lost. My mind had been too focused on Logan, I hadn't been looking at any of the signs telling me which way I should go to my first lesson and now I was confused. I slowly took out the map the receptionist had given me yesterday and studied it to determine where I was. At this moment, the college hallways were completely empty, everyone else was in lesson, so I had no one to ask. I studied the map and figured I was going the wrong way. I was just about to turn around when I heard low whispers coming from the next corridor, these were voices I recognised; Jake and his crew.
I slowly crept closer trying to figure out what they were saying but they were whispering so quietly I couldn't hear them. I peeked my head around the corner and I saw Jake, Rob and Mason all huddled together talking in low voices, clearly they didn't want to be overheard. I decided I was already late enough to my lesson so I was just about to turn when I heard Jake yell my name.
"Oi, Camille!"
"Great! Now he's coming over to talk to me." I thought, as Jake marched up with his two cronies behind him. He stood so we were less than a metre apart, I didn't back down though, I wasn't scared of him.
"What do you think you're doing? Listening into our conversations were you?" Jake spat in my face.
"No, actually, I was lost. I can honestly say I have no desire to hear what you idiots are talking about." I hate people who think they're everything, it's clear to me that Jake runs the school and he's not used to people standing up to him, besides Kendall of course.
"Well, there's no need for that attitude," he smirked.
All I could think about was slapping that stupid grin off his face. Before I knew it he was advancing closer towards me; I started backing up against the lockers that lined the hallway, holding my breath to avoid the smell of grease and cigarettes that lingered on him. "What do you want?" I glared at him.
Jake smirked over his shoulder, "I think I need to teach the new girl the runnings of this college; starting with no one answers back to Jake." Mason and Rob started laughing, stupid idiotic laughs which matched their stupid idiotic faces. The next thing I knew, Jake had a cold hand placed under my chin, caressing my cheek.
"Get off me!" I screamed, swatting his hand away. I felt cornered and trapped; I couldn't run, there were three of them and only one of me.
"Ohh, this one's feisty, I like that." Jakes sneered, earning more jeers from his two buddies.
Before I could do anything else, Jake had his body pressed right against mine, holding me sandwiched between the locker. "Ready to be taught a lesson, sweetheart?"
I closed my eye and looked away, wanting this to be over. I could feel Jake leaning in towards me, his breath lingering on my face. I tried to push him away but he was too strong for me. It was then when I heard the shout, the familiar unexpected shout that shocked us all. "OI.. GET OFF HER!"
Logan's POV:
I was so angry, all I could think about was Camille and how she had ruined everything by coming to Minnesota. I had been given detention for missing college yesterday and that had put a mark on my 100% attendance and that probably meant I couldn't get into med-school now, effectively ruining my dream career. Nonetheless, I knew deep down none of this was her fault. It was my fault, I was the one who had run off and I was the one who hadn't plucked up the courage to talk to her. I knew I had to do it today; otherwise there was a less chance of her forgiving me.
Currently, I was on my way to the bathroom, I had been excused from homeroom because I was desperate. I had planned to go before lesson but James and Carlos' bet had slowed me down so I didn't have enough time. I was just scrolling down the hallway to the male bathroom when I heard I shout from the next corridor. However it wasn't just any shout, it was Camille, I could recognise her voice anywhere.
I ran round the corner and what I saw angered me even more; Jake Gunner holding Camille against a locker whilst two of his idiot friends watched him with smirking looks on their faces.
Now, I'm not normally one to get caught up in Jake Gunner and his gang's doings, I try my best to stay out of their radar, but as the college's nerd that was hard to do sometimes. Each school is like a shark tank and when you move to a different school, it doesn't take long to understand the hierarchy of each student and their place in the food chain. There will always be the large sharks, like Jake, that boss everyone around, feeding on all the smaller and weaker fish. This only stops when strong braver fish, like Kendall, stand up to the stupid sharks. It is known throughout the whole school that Kendall and Jake are enemies; even the teachers have given up trying to get them to be friendly with each other.
However, unfortunately for me, I'm not a shark or a brave fish; I'm a weak little shrimp at the bottom of the tank that likes to hide behind other fish and tries not to attract to much attention to itself. But as I watched Camille try and push Jake off her, something inside me snapped. I was not going to watch Jake torment the girl I loved.
I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs, "OI.. GET OFF HER!"
Camille, Jake, and the other two guys all spun round to look at me.
Damn, now I was scared. I didn't show it though as I walked up to Jake, giving him my death glare. The two boys behind Jake started advancing towards me, cracking their knuckles threateningly. All I could say to myself was, "what would Kendall do? What would Kendall do? He wouldn't back out, so neither am I. I'm doing this for Camille. I'm doing this for Camille."
I repeated these words in my head as I looked over and focused at her bright, worried eyes. They were more beautiful than I remember and this alone was enough to make me want to punch Jake until he bled, just for even touching her.
Jake however was probably twice the size of me and could most likely pick me up with his little finger. He slowly made his way over to me, grinning as though he was a shark that had just found thousands of fish. "Well, well, well.. If it isn't little Logie," he sneered, "have you come to watch the show? Me and Camille are just getting to know either other."
I taught Camille teasing up out the corner of my eye, she dropped her gaze to the ground, clearly scared by the whole situation. My plan was simple; keep their attention on me and away from Camille.
I took a deep breath and mustered all the strength I could, "I told you to stay away from her."
Jakes watched in amusement as my fists curled into balls, knowing I was probably the weakest guy in the college. "HA! What are you gonna do? Throw a textbook at me, Logie?" He teased.
"Not a bad idea, I have some pretty heavy ones in my bag."
"You don't even have your bag with you, moron! And they call you smart?" I blushed, releasing my bag was back in the classroom and I was only supposed to be going to the toilet. "Besides, I'm surprised you can even carry that bag around, is it a bit heavy for you, Logie?" Jake teased in a baby voice.
I could feel my breathing getting heavy and my body tensing up. Where were Kendall, James and Carlos when I needed them? "Shut up. Just leave Camille alone, okay? What has she ever done to you?"
Jake looked over at Camille's worried face, she was still stood right against the locker and seemed too nervous to move. He then spun back round to me, a puzzled look on his face, "if I didn't know any better, I would say you two know each other, is that right Logie?"
"Maybe," I replied simply, still giving him my death glare.
"Aww.. does little Logie have a little crush on Camille?" he teased, his two friends behind started laughing too.
I could feel my face burning bright red but I didn't miss Camille's slightly blushed cheeks too, maybe she did have feeling for me after all. "Shut up," I repeated quietly.
"Aww.. Or what? Are you going to tell Knight on me?" He joked.
"Probably," I smiled, "I'm sure Kendall will be able to teach you a lesson, least we know how to treat girls properly." I had no idea where my sudden confidence had come from, but I'm glad I had finally found some. I was thinking about what Kendall would have done if he was here. Even though Kendall tries to avoid violence as much as he can, I'm pretty sure he would have punched Jake by now if Camille had been Jo. I, however, was not going to do that; mainly because there were three of them and only one of me.
"Aww.. look who's finally reaching his puberty," Jake laughed, "sticking up for Camille are you? Trying to act like a tough guy in front of her to impress her?"
I glanced over at Camille who was slowly shaking her head, warning me not to do anything I would regret. I advanced towards Jake, getting right into his face, my fists still curled up into balls, "I'm not acting hard for Camille, I'm acting hard because you need to stop thinking you can push everyone around. You don't own the school, Jake."
Jake burst out laughing, along with his two friends who were really starting to annoy me with their stupid smirks. "Aww Logie, I think hiding behind Knight all year has given you some stupid confidence boost, maybe you need to be taught your place too." Jake started cracking his knuckles and flexing his muscles, proving just how much bigger and stronger than me he was.
Jake was just about to pull his fist back to punch me, when luckily for me, Mr Jones came peering around the corner. Mr Jones was my homeroom teacher and was either wondering where I had gotten too or was wondering what all the noise was about.
"Mr Mitchell, there you are." He said, observing the scene before him. Me and Jake were standing unusually close to each other, Camille was still stood motionless next to the locker, and Jakes friends had relaxed their muscles looking thoroughly disappointed.
"Hm.. hi Mr Jones," I began awkwardly. "I was just coming back now."
"What took you so long?" he questioned. He was probably wondering why on earth I was talking to Jake Gunner, we were clearly complete opposites of each other and only spoke when Jake wanted to throw a petty insult at me in the hallway.
I glanced quickly at Camille and saw she was watching me with a calmer expression on her face, I felt myself relax more knowing Jake wouldn't try anything with a teacher around. "I got distracted, sorry sir."
"It's okay, homeroom's nearly finished now, you need to come and collect your bag."
"I know, I'll be there in a second."
"Okay, I best get back. Don't be too late, Mr Mitchell." And with that Mr Jones started heading back to the classroom.
I turned back to Jake who looked furious. "Mr Jones may have stopped me this time, but I swear, if you even think about talking back to me again, I will break every bone in your body, got it?" he whispered in a low growl.
I quickly nodded, honestly frightened for my life.
Jake then nodded toward his two friends and they started leaving the corridor, but not before giving Camille an obvious flirtatious wink, which just caused her to scowl.
And then it was awkward. Just me and Camille, alone in a deserted corridor.
I knew I had to say something, I was the male and I had to take the lead. I was also the one who had to apologise for running off, something I was battling with myself not to do now. I took a deep breath, looking straight at her, ready to tell her I was sorry, but she spoke first.
"Thank you Logan," she said quietly, looking at the ground.
I felt myself blushing again, my heart swelling with pride, "you're welcome. But to be honest, I didn't really do very much," I smiled.
She looked up at me and I could see she was blushing too, everything she did looked perfect to me and I wanted nothing else but to wrap my arms around her and call her mine again, but I didn't.
"You did do something, you stood up to them," she smiled, making me blush even more. "If this had happened a year ago, you never would have done that."
What got me most was the proud look she was wearing on her face; I felt butterflies in my stomach just looking at her. "If this had happened yesterday I don't think I would have done that," I joked.
She smiled again, the conversation was becoming easier and that was exactly what we had both wanted. Just then the bell signalling the end of homeroom rang and students were starting to emerge at both ends of the corridor. I looked back at Camille, "I should probably go, my bag's still in my classroom.."
The next thing I knew, I was being pulled into a hug by Camille, I immediately wrapped my arms around her and let her rest her head on my shoulder, it was like we had never had a year apart.
"I've missed you Logan," she whispered softly.
"I've missed you too," I slowly pulled away. We looked at each other, wondering whether we could ever go back to what we were a year ago, but even if we couldn't, I was still glad I still had her as a friend.
"I should go too, thanks again. Bye Logan," She said quietly. She slowly turned around and started heading in the opposite direction away from me.
I stared after her, knowing it was now or never. "Wait, Camille!" I jogged over catching her by the wrist and spinning her round to face me, "don't suppose you fancy meeting me for lunch later?" I asked shyly.
Camille beamed, "I'd love too." She slowly reached up and pecked a kiss on my cheek. Yep, she defiantly had feeling for me and that made my heart ache for her even more.
We made plans for dinner and headed off in different directions. I couldn't help but feel proud of myself, I had done it, I had spoken to her and she hadn't ran off, cried or yelled, all things that I had imagined her doing. We had acted on a friendly basis but proved we both have feelings for each other.
I walked back to homeroom to collect my bag, not needing the toilet anymore and not even caring I had missed the entire lesson. I had Camille back and I still had a chance with her, which was all that mattered to me right now.
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