•chapter one•

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"Guys lets go. We're gonna miss the movie !" i yelled from the end of the staircase 

Let me introduce myself. My name is Cameron  and I'm 19 years old. Ugh I know. I'm old. I'm ancient I'm dusty !!

Lol. Anyways. I'm friends with a hella lot of people but this one boy. Oh my god. I hate him

Nate maloley. Aka skate  

God. He's such a fuck boy that it physically hurts me. So many girls swarm over him and kisses the ground he walks in. Pathetic right ? 

Now don't get me wrong. Skate is very handsome but his fuck boyness ruins everything. I wouldn't mind fucking with him but ugh once a player always a player.

"Hey mama " Nate said over the phone.

"What can you possibly want other than my body ?" I groaned. Obviously annoyed.

"Awe can't I just call u. Without wanting phone sex "

"No " I said before hanging up and grabbing my keys.

Boys piss me off.

"I can't find my cardigan " Mia yelled.

I groaned loudly "just get mine from the chair"

God girls are so aggravating.

Once we finally got to the movies we saw Mia , Layla , and Gretchen's boyfriends waiting for them. Ughhhhhhhhhhh. 3rd wheeling to the max ! :(

I grabbed my phone and brought my ticket.

I can't deal with all this kissing and "I love u" shit ! So I got up and went to outside. They'll get a ride from they're boyfriends. Hopefully.

When I got home , Sam was sleeping on the couch.

"Sammy !" I yelled while hitting him with a pillow.

"Huh !?" He shot up with wiping his mouth.

"Go to your room " I said while putting my keys on the counter.

"You okay ?" He asked while putting his arm over my shoulder.

"Yeah I'm fine. " I chuckled.

Sam was like the over protective brother you read in stories

"When's mom gonna be home ??" i asked as he sat on my bean bag chair.

"Uh she said she'll be back in like a week i think. "

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Alright. Now get out my room. I'm tired " I chuckled while kissing his cheek and sending him out of my room.

Once I finally got comfortable I laid down. And asleep I went

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