Chapter 4

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Ariel's POV
"Time for school!" I heard my dad yell into my room. I groan and ignore his yelling.

I wake up and sit up in bed.

Why do I have to go to school anyways?

I get out of bed and get dressed for school(outfit in the media).

I put on light makeup and grab my phone. I look at the screen and see a text message. Cameron?

Hey. I'll pick you up.


Nah, I'm good.


Too bad, sugar. I'm at your house.

You don't have to.

Oh but I am. Come downstairs, pretty thing.

I grunt and walk downstairs.

"Oh look at that gentleman!" My mom cooed as I grabbed the doorknob.

I let out a cocky laugh.

I opened the door and grabbed my backpack.

I walked out and shut the door behind me.

As I walked to the car, I see a young girl sitting the in front seat... Avery.

I pretend not to notice her and open the door to the back seat.

"Hey" Cameron greeted, smiling.

"Hi" I mumbled.

"Looks like Sleeping Beauty is a little grumpy today" Avery snickered, making Cameron laugh loudly.

"That was funny" he laughed out.

"Shut up" I shot back.

"Ooo so she's got a little bite to her" she laughed.

I get mad but keep my words inside.

"Just drive" I mumbled.

"She's scared, Cammy" she laughed, touching Cameron's shoulder.

"Yeah.. she is" he said slightly laughing.

He put the car in reverse and backed out of my driveway. I cross my arms and watch the two loving couple act.. all lovely dovey. I wanted to barf.

They acted like that the whole ride to school as I sat in the back of the car, trying to ignore them.

"I love you Cammmm" Avery cooed, kissing his lips, lingering a bit.

I barfed a little in my mouth.

"I love you too" Cameron smiled and we all got out of the car.

"Please keep your bodily parts to yourself till we are safely parked in a parking lot. Thank you." I sneered.

They both awkwardly part.

After we parked, I quickly hurried off.

"Where are you going, pig!?" I heard Avery yell as I ran off.

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