First Love

I wake up and i feel dead inside. Why can't he just remember so everything would go back to normal.

I take a quick shower and i pull on some skinny jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt.

I walk down the hall to the kitchen and i eat an apple.

I look around and I'm already bored.

I walk down the hall and i glance into Cams room and he's asleep.

I look out the window and its stopped snowing. I walk into his room and i walk over to his bed. Its already 12:30. He needs to wake up.

I look at him and his cheek is squished against his pillow and his mouth is open breathing quietly.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm a kreep. Congrats Scarlett, your a freak.

" Cam, wake up." i say.

He doesn't even budge.

" Cam." i say louder.

" CAMDON! " I yell making his eyes pop open in fright.

" WHAT!"

" wake up."

He roles his eyes and flips over and pulls a pillow over his head.

" wake up." i yell yanking the pillow off of his head.

He pulls the blanket over his head and turns his head away from me.

I snatch the blanket off of him reveling his shirtless body with some sweatpants on.

He groans and he sits up and throws a pillow at me.

I dodge it and i gasp. I throw a pillow right at his face and he glares at me and chucks another one at me.

I shuffle out of the way and i pick it up and i throw it at him full force successfully hitting him in the chest.

" oh so your so tough." he says throwing on at me hitting my in the side.

" ow." i say and i pick up another one and i run towards him and i jump ontop of him overing his face with the pillow.

He grabs my sides and throws me off of him. I drop the pillow and he gets ontop of me and shoves the pillow in my face.

I yell into the pillow and i hear him laugh. Yes! Go me.

I bring my leg up and i kick him right in the balls.

He groans and his body goes limp and i shove him off of me.

He shoves my side and i fall off the bed.

I grab his ankle and i yank as hard as i could tugging him to the floor.

I pin his arms down and i sit down on his back.

He sits up leaning me back making me fall off.

He jumps ontop of me and pins my arms down above my head and he says.

" you are extremely weak." he says.

" what! I am buff."

" no, your not."

" have you seen these guns, i could totally beat you up."

" i would love to see you try."

I wiggle my arms trying get out of his grip and i don't make any progress.

" well, it's the morning, I'm not as strong." i say,

" good excuse." he says standing up and walking into the bathroom.