Author Note:
Ok, so before you read this chapter, there is something I would like to say. So, I looked at the chapter again after school and found that the ending was not how I had it originally. So I checked my notes and found the correct version and changed it back to what I wanted it to be. I don't know what happened, but I just wanted to say sorry to anyone who accidentally read the other one. I am so sorry!!!!!
Camille
"Come on, Camille, let's go!" Alice says exasperated.
I follow right behind Alice with Jade following not far behind me. We're walking to lunch and on my way out of the class I grab my lunch.
Alice brushes against my shoulder in the hallway, making me stumble a little.
"So, so how was the tour? Meet anyone famous?" Alice grins, giddily awaiting my reply. "Well..." I trail off, knowing how easily frustrated Alice can get.
"What? Don't tell me you got to see you know who!" She bites her lip in anticipation, and I slowly nod my head smirking.
"I may have gotten to see her and I might have gotten V.I.P tickets to see The Clara Luciani." She shrieks, bursting with excitement. I try to stay calm, and to not make so much ruckus or cause a scene, but after a minute I give way and join her in celebrating.
In the middle of celebrating I remember Jade. "Oh, I completely forgot, Jade I have a ticket for you too." I give a sweet smile and the quiet girl cracks a grin, seeming happy to be included.
When we enter the lunch room, out of habit I begin scanning the room to find a spot for us to sit, just like I used to do when I was with Alice. I look around and find an open table at the far corner of the lunch room. Grabbing Alice's hand, I start running in the direction of the table, pumped to finally get to talk after such a long time. My excitement is halted, though, when I hear a yelp from Alice.
"Ouch, Camille, stop. You're hurting my hand and might make me break a nail," Alice complains. I stop in my tracks to turn around to Alice.
"What's wrong? We always run to our table. We don't want to let it get away." I laugh.
"Camille." She gives a look of defeat and embarrassment. "That was something we did when we were younger. We're in high school now, and there's no need to run. Plus, if we can't find a seat we can always sit with the jocks." Alice points over to a table that holds three tall, broad, muscular guys.
I felt hurt because for some reason I remember our times together as happier, and different. It has been a year though and she's right. We aren't kids anymore. I guess I understand, but have I been gone for so long that Alice has changed and moved on from our childhood, or is it me?
Alice waves to one of the guys at the table and blows him a kiss, the guy waves back and winks, smirking. She stands there staring at him, until suddenly she comes out of her trance and remembers something.
"Oh, and also, Jean is mine. So don't ever get close to him or I will chop your head off. But of course you won't do that." She gives a tiny grin. And I just roll my eyes.
"Ok, well lead the way." I say meekly.
We reach the table and I sit down next to Alice, right across from three jocks. This seems kinda like a weirdly matched date thing. The guy that is across from me is named Leo and Alice tells me that he is a huge fan of mine, so I try to smile and be polite, but after a while I give up.
"Camille, has anyone told you that you are really pretty, I mean you are absolutely gorgeous. Want to maybe hangout and grab some ice cream some time?" The mindless jock asks. He just went straight to the question, so at that point I zoned out, bored and annoyed with the direction that the conversation was going. So instead of listening, I began thinking about what is was like as a kid, and how much things have changed.
When I was very little my parents used to tell me that even if it was hard that I should never give up. That I should not solve my problems by hurting others with violence or harsh words. That I should never try to make my own issues go away by hurting myself internally or physically because I am important.
Back then my parents always worried about my well being, thinking that I could have depression like some kids. They never wanted me to become like other kids who's parents had money problems or any type of issue that bothered them in the least. To stress over that issue so much when they got to a certain age where they could understand, that they would harm themselves. They drilled it into my head to make sure nothing like that would happen.
I never really thought of harming myself, but at times I did wonder what it would be like to not exist anymore. At that time I didn't think much of what my parents said because life was fine and easy, but now that I think about it, maybe that was only because of Alice.
While I was on tour my supervisor would say to me that I should always work hard even if it's tough because many people are depending on me to put on a great show. I would be reminded of my parents and I would give it my all just like they said.
There were many tears and sweat though and there were long night where I didn't get much sleep. Writing autographs and taking pictures with some people, singing or doing some sort of interview and much more.
I realized for the first time what it was really like to be so busy that you do nothing else, but your job. It made me have more appreciation for all of those people that dedicate their lives to their work or passion. As well how grateful I am to have friends and to only have to worry about school or at least for a little while until I get off my short break from work-.
"Camille." My thoughts are stopped by a sharp whisper coming from Alice. I am brought back to reality and have been sitting at the jock table, playing the get to know you game with the person across from me, for about 10 minutes now.
I'm already bored and through with it. All Alice and Jade do is flirt with the guys across from them.
"What?" I ask with the same power.
"I think Leo is interested in you, why don't you reply to what he asked-."
"What did he say again and why should I? I'm not interested in him and he has no mind of his own; he just ogles at me, like he's checking to make sure I have the whole package. It's super creepy!" I hiss, just loud enough for Alice to hear. Alice does not back down, though, and continues.
"He is one of the hottest guys at this school, why not just say yes?"
"Yes to what? Yes to letting him touch me or go out with him? All he sees me as is bragging rights, and if I let him touch me or go out with me he would just go telling the whole school. I hate guys like that. No way!" I interrupt Alice, screaming.
"Hey, why don't we talk about this?" Alice pleads.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
I get out of my seat sharply, not wanting to have this conversation.
"I am going to the restroom, I'll be right back." I leave the table, not looking back. I walk to the bathroom confidently with huge strides, making my feelings evident.
When I reach the bathroom I look at myself in mirror. I see a girl with wavy medium length hair, a light brown color, almost like mocha, and she has dark brown eyes, but they don't sparkle like eyes should, instead they're dull. My high heels make me taller than I actually am, I'm almost 5'4" feet tall, when actually I am only 5 feet tall. I always had a problem with my height and I think I have the face of any normal girl, nothing special. The only thing I have ever liked about myself is my body which is fit and lean like any girl would want.
I slap my face with both my palms and am heading out the door, on my way back to the table when I see the flash of headlights and screeching tires. The car is a second away and I freeze, closing my eyes in anticipation.
In that moment before I am hit someone tries to push me away, but trips over me instead and we both crash into the car. I black out.
I wake up to someone waling.
"Why is there ketchup all over me and Sophia, get off of me!" The voice sounds familiar, but I can't figure out who it is. I toss around in hopes of getting up, but I don't move at all.
"We kinda got carried away." Says a voice that I a have never heard before. I try to speak now and I take a deep breath, a little squeal comes out. The room becomes very quiet and I open my eyes slowly to see why. When I open my eyes about five or so girls from what I can see, stand over me. One of them I can identify as Viva.
"You ok?" A girl to my right asks.
"Ummm, yeah, I am fine." I call back to the headlights of the car that collided into me.
"You and Jax really took quite a hit, you guys flew a couple of feet from the car. And surprisingly no one was even driving the car!" A girl with dark blue hair explains.
I sit up and look around the room, I come to conclude that it's the nurse's office.
On the bed next to me I see Jax who is covered in a few bandages on his arms and on his face. I freak out and start touching my face, making sure I have no bandages or weird bumps on my face. When I am done inspecting, I look down at myself and find only one bandage around my right arm. I give out a deep sigh and my whole body relaxes. It could have been a lot worse.
"So anyone going to explain to me exactly why I have ketchup on me? I want an answer this time!" Jax exclaims in frustration. One of the girls that was next to my bed side steps out and puts her hand on his shoulder. All expression ceases on her face until she takes a deep breath and her true feelings show through, nervousness.
"Well we kinda wanted to pretend that you were dying and try to save you by waking you up with..." The girl fades away in her speech not finding a need to continue, now twiddling with her thumbs while staring at the floor.
"Are you kidding me? You better not have even touched me, if you did for goodness sake I will-" he stops mid sentence, takes a deep breath while facing his bed sheets. "You know what, get out of here, all of you get out!" He yells infuriated. I would too if I knew someone was taking advantage of me in my sleep.
He gives a big agitated sigh. Viva waits by the door for a little longer wanting to say something.
"I am sorry for what they did... I can promise though that they did not touch you, Lea stopped them before they got that far." She pauses not sure what to say next.
"I hope you get better!" Viva finally decides on, now sliding outside of the room.
"Wait!" Jax yells, but then the word gets caught in his through when he sees me in the corner of his eye, reminded of the fact that I am in here too.
I am glad he realized I was here though because otherwise I would be forced to watch a mushy scene that I do not want to see.
Viva slides back through the door. "What, need anything?" She waits for his reply patiently. "Oh nothing..." he pauses looking down and then flipping his head back up with an idea. "I just need another t-shirt please." He smiles sweetly at Viva, picking at his shirt which is covered in several huge, thick clumps of scarlet.
Viva smiles sheepishly back at him, I think panicking. "Ummm, do you know where I could find a t-shirt?" She grins nervously.
"I think you can find some extra ones in the janitor's closet or you could probably get one by talking to a coach." Viva's smile fades even more and she grows in anxiety. Jax knows what to do and before Viva can talk again, he speaks. "The janitor's closet I am referring to can be found on the second floor right next to class 2003."
She gives a show of her pearly whites and heads out the door with a quick "thank you."
He lets out a big long sigh and right after I copy him, letting out a great big sigh that is even louder than his original.
"Do you want something miss famous singer?" He says already done with me. "No, but I do want to tease you, I mean it is so obvious that you are drooling over her. And also it is Camille, not miss famous singer." I says agitatedly.
"Sorry, it just slipped, that is what I normally call you in my head, Miss Beaumont."
"Camille!"
"Ok, I get it, Camille." We both go silent for a little while, I speak first.
"Sorry. I am just over sensitive, ever since I became a singer people have been treating me differently and I just don't like it. I am normal and I want to be treated like any normal human being, not some idle because truly even if you think I am out of this world, I am as plain as a rock... And now that I think about it, why are you drooling over Viva?" I get into this as if I were a fan girl getting ready for some juicy deeds on my favorite boyband. The boy becomes really bashful, blushing an intense red.
"I don't like Viva, I just-" Jax is stopped abruptly by the door slamming open, revealing the person in actual flesh, panting a little while holding a plain white shirt in hand.
"I heard my name and here I am!" Viva exclaims. With her weird efforts to make an interesting entrance, I cringe instead.
How can Jax like a person as childish as this and with his looks he could get anyone, even be a model if he wanted. He has shaggy blond hair with blue eyes that are as blue as the water from The Bahamas, crystal clear. As well he is really tall and has well toned muscles, but not too buff, unlike those jokes earlier. If he was not who he was I would even say that he would be the type of guy I would go for and yet he likes a girl as plain as Viva. I guess she is a little cute and has really pretty green eyes that are like a swamp, but that is about it.
"Here is your shirt, need anything else?" She questions cutely.
"No, thank you. I will come back to class when I feel better."
"Ok, come back whenever you feel up to it, but don't push your self." She escapes from the room, leaving us alone again.
I don't say wow, she is acting like quite the helpful girlfriend, like I wanted to tease him about, but instead I leave him alone to change his shirt and fall asleep peacefully. And eventually I slowly faded into a deep sleep too, where I dream of nothing at all, just a nap full of nothing, but rest.
When I woke up, the lights were out and Jax was no where in sight. So I got out of the bed to investigate and what I found when I left the room was chaos.
Author notes:
Ok, so yesterday we finished the chapter very late so in the end we decided to just post tomorrow morning. I hope you enjoy though and that you like it a whole lot.
I don't know if another chapter will be posted this week because of spring break, which I am going skiing in the mountains of Montana. But if we are lucky then we will definitely post another chapter.
Anyways stay alert for a new chapter.
-Raylee Kate
