Dinner with parents was bad. Not really, but you know how it goes. They interrogate you about your school life, and not just that, even your non-existent love life. How could they have the guts to ask you about that? Wasn't it supposed to be something really personal?

"I don't get it," Bex kept on shaking her head while Liz and I just continued doing our homework. "He called you what? Deceiving what?"

Damn. She even wanted me to say it again.

"Deceiving ditcher." Liz rolled her eyes. "He's so unfair, and very…weird."

"Can't agree more." I said.

"I mean, why in the world did he say that? He could hate you, yes, but don't you think this is going overboard? He made you come to a non-existent date. That's very dehumanizing, don't you think, guys?" Bex turned to us. Liz looked at me and I looked at the both of them. I didn't find that whole date-ditching dehumanizing. I just thought it was life, it happens all the time.

"It's cool, guys." I told them, knowing them, I knew they'd do something stupid about it. "It's really fine. Don't we get ditched from time to time?"

Bex rolled her eyes, waving a dismissive hand. "I hate you for saying that. I mean, how could you just brush it off like it's nothing? It's you being ditched at Beach and humiliated in some jerk's blog! Don't tell me you like him."

That's it.

Bex was delusional.

"Of course not!" I said too much defensively.

"It's fine if you do. We've nothing against it, right Bex?" Liz turned to Bex, who just frowned at her.

"I'd be totally against it!" Bex snapped. "I know I might sound like I want him back or something, but no. I just want to tell you how horrible of a guy Zach is. If you want to pursue him, I'll still have your back. Just…be careful."

"Guys!" I chuckled. "It's not like I'm going to runaway with him."

Bex grinned for the first time that night. "If you do, I'll tell your parents."

We all laughed.

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Funny as it is, but I still want you. More than anything.

"You know, Cam? That secret admirer's notes getting cheesier and cheesier everyday. Do him a favor, reply to that note. Let's see." Bex smirked. I secretly smelled the really sexy-smelling note, I felt like a druggie or something.

When Liz and Bex noticed me, I rolled my eyes and did the usual, crumple and dump. "Nah, waste of time."

Liz giggled. "What if it's Josh? Would it still be a waste of time?"

I flinched when I heard his name. Then butterflies flew in my stomach, I wanted to puke and I felt like I was flying…well, you know what happened.

"Yeah. He should be brave enough to talk to me." I said.

"Do you think it's him? Does the paper smell like him?" Bex asked.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not a stalker to sniff him."

"You're just going to sniff him. And doesn't it smell everywhere when a guy puts on cologne or something?" Bex frowned.

"I can't do that. If he finds out I'm sniffing him, he's going to be turned off, I can't handle that."

"He's not gonna find out because you're not gonna let him!" she snapped. "Just one long sniff on his pulse points, then you're done."

I felt so pathetic. Josh was not the secret admirer, of course. Why was I even thinking about sniffing him?

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It was Computer class again and Zach was taking over the class. Like he was a teacher. A real one. Ugh. He was asking us to come up with a creative tagline and background for all that stupidity. You know how he is.

"You're gonna have to use Photoshop for this graded activity. Best work would be posted in my blog later. So if you want to arrive at the same exposure like what Cammie had, do good."

Damn it. Why was he even bugging us about this? Our teacher never really asked us to do anything for his subject. He just asked for attendance and that was it, simple A. How I wished all teachers used the same curriculum.

I did what I had to do. Work. But I never really got anything about that stupid software. I could swear. I mean, where the hell is a Pen Tool anyway? And why is Lasso tool looking like…ugh. Just do it.

So I asked help from Jonas, the computer expert. People called him Computer geek but I felt like it was so rude and stereotypical.

"There you go, Cammie."

I mouthed to him a thank you and called for Zach's attention. Hey I'm done. I raised my hand but he wouldn't see me so I waved my hands up in the air, he still wouldn't even look. People told Zach I was raising my hand but he seemed to not care. He wouldn't even look at me or the people in my direction. Just keeping his eyes away, I knew.

I walked up to him and crossed my arms to my chest. Just what the hell was up with this guy?

"Excuse me, I'm done with my work, could you check it now please?"

Then the stupid bell for lunch rang.

"Oopsie daisy, the bell rang. Imma check your work next session. Which means, late. Ha! Okay bye guys!"

THE HELL WITH YOU.

I wouldn't let this happen. I wasn't actually late, he just didn't want to check my work, that was the issue here.

"I'm sorry I don't think my work should be considered late. I actually finished early, you just didn't want to check it."

"Well, your voice wasn't loud enough for me to hear."

The best excuse ever.

"Maybe you should get your ears checked up."

"Maybe you should check out the mirror, your mouth is way too big for a normal girl."

I was like what? Say what?

"Is this because of that stupid date? Well, I totally forgive you about it. NO hard feelings." I assured him and he laughed.

"How could you even say that? I don't know if you're a liar or a hypocrite. Oh wait, both! You suck, screw you."

"Woaaaaaaakkkaayy…I will take that, just stay away from me!" I snapped at him.

"I'm actually staying away from you, you're the one who keeps on coming to me. Like now. See?" he smirked.

"Just don't get close to me ever." I told him firmly.

"Sure." He said indifferently.

"Now can you check my work?" I asked in the most casual and polite tone I knew.

"No," he smirked.

Why did I even dare confronting this guy? He was totally nonsense. Stupid. Senseless.

"Nice talking. I rolled my eyes as I was about to turn back but he was able to catch my wrist. Shit.

"Why do you hate me so much?" he asked.

I frowned at him. See what I was talking about? I couldn't even understand why he was saying all those things. "I don't know, maybe you're such a jerk. First you bother me, then asked me out, then ditched me, then you said stupid things about your stupid bl—"

"What?" he cut me off with a laugh. "Ditched you? You mean the other way around."

"Please," I rolled my eyes. "Why am I even explaining?"

He gripped my shoulders. "What time did you go to Beach that Friday night?"

WTF. "Friday? Shit. I went there Saturday. You know what? I don't care. So you ditched me, who cares?"

"Who are you kidding?" he asked, not believing me.

"Your ass." I spat.

"I went there Friday. I told you it was Friday. F-R-I-D-A-Y." he spelled the word for me.

"I know how to spell the days of the week. This convo is going nowhere, can you just check my work?" I asked irritated.

"Of course you didn't go that Friday because you were busy flirting with Abrams." He chuckled to himself.

I just rolled my eyes. Fine, so he thought our date was Friday but his football friend told me it was Saturday. Zach was so stupid.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes again, leaving him in the Computer Lab.

"Wwwaiiit! Sttttopp walking out, damn it!" he pulled me again.

"Then check my work!" I yelled at him.

He placed the Grading sheet in front of my face and wrote a 10. "Perfect score, you happy, nerd?"

"You haven't even seen it." I frowned. So that was his thing: guessing grades.

"Shithead, I knew Jonas did your work."

I didn't say anything.

"So you went Saturday?" he asked calmly, he was looking at me straight now. I just shrugged.

"I forgot the day." I said flatly and he frowned.

"Were you there Saturday?" he asked again.

"Yeah, what the fuck man, stop bugging me about the stupid date." I said.

"Stupid? So that's why you forgot the day of our supposed date…you never really paid attention to what I was saying, were you?"

"I knew you said Friday, but your football friend confirmed it to me and told me it's Saturday. You know, you need to get your thoughts straight, for once." I crossed my arms to my chest.

"Who did?"

I shrugged stupidly. "Who knows? I don't know. And you know, you should keep a list of the days of your dates so the girls won't mix up."

He looked disgusted. "Just shut up, alright? I'm going to reset our date. Or I'm not going to leave you alone like what we talked about."

I laughed at this. "Are you threatening me?"

He moved closer. "YES."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, I don't feel that way."

"Good." He smiled.

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