Trust Me [ A Cameron Dallas Story ]

Chapter 18.

That next morning I had to go to school.

I went to the bathroom and did all my routine.

I put on a red wine crop top with my leather jacket and black jeans with my black combat boots.

I went downstairs.

My dad was already gone.

"Hey um I'm going to go try and visit Cam. I'll see you at school" Nash said.

"Oh okay" I said.

He then left and I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

I grabbed some green grapes and a burrito.

I then left outside to my car.

I put on my sunglasses and drove to school.

When I parked, I got off and kept eating my burrito on my way to the building.

I then saw Heather bending down behind her car.

Red mustang.

Flashback were running in my head.

I stood frozen.

Seeing the car coming at me.

Falling to the ground.

Cameron getting hit.

Seeing a red mustang with a purple sticker.

Cameron on floor.

I walked over to her.

"Nice car. What are you doing to it?" I asked.

She stood frozen and looked nervous.

"I, um, that's none of your business" she got up.

She fixed her hair and clothes.

"Why did you take it off?" I asked, referring to the sticker print.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about" she said, looking more nervous.

"Or do you?" a smirk started to form on my lips.

"Go to hell" she said and started walking away.

"I'll see you there!" I yelled.

When she was out of sight, I quickly looked at the back of her car.

I pushed the sunglasses to the top of my head.

There was defiantly a sticker.

Small pieces were still there.

At the edge there was a small piece and it was purple.

My eyes went wide.

It was her.

She tried to hit me.

She hit Cameron.

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After school, I looked for Heather.

She was standing in front of her car with her "group of friends."