Chapter 8
Cameron turned around and caught sight of the two girls standing by the door. Her eyes, which had been calm and distant a second ago, instantly turned cold.
There were two of them. One tall, one slightly shorter. The tall girl was stunning. She wore the blur Langford Academy uniform, but the hem of her oversized shirt had been tied into a neat knot at her small waist, accentuating her petite figure.
Her skirt was pulled up just enough to show off a pair of elegant, slender legs that were hard not to notice,
The other girl wasn’t bad–looking, but standing next to the tall one, she faded into the background almost immediately.
Those two were none other than Cameron’s so–called “fiancée“, the school’s it–girl Amelia, and her best friend, Skyler Young
“Cameron? What are you doing here?” Skyler’s eyes landed on Cameron and instantly filled with disdain.
She thought. Look at him–crappy background, no skills to speak of, total bottom–feeder in class. He’s not even tall and his looks are passable, at best.
And he actually thinks he has a shot at marrying someone like Amelia, a rich and beautiful heiress? What a joke
Cameron didn’t even look at Skyler. She barely glanced at Amelia, then turned to leave with her textbooks in her arms.
“Stop right there. Skyler stepped in her way. “Did you take those pictures or not?”
“Pictures” Cameron raised an eyebrow and looked at Amelia.
Amelia’s pretty face stayed blank, but when Cameron’s gaze landed on her, she frowned slightly.
y time Cameron
Amelia, like Skyler, was sick of Cameron. She never acknowledged the so–called engagement between them. And every looked at her with that eager–to–please expression, practically throwing herself at her, it made Amelia feel completely grossed our
Still, she wasn’t Skyler. She had manners. Even if she didn’t like Cameron, she wouldn’t make it obvious or try to humiliate her on the spot. She just stuck to her polished in–girl persona and kept her distance with a cold, detached gaze.
“You didn’t get the message!” Skyler stared at Cameron with à patronizing look. “All you have to do is take a hundred photos of Elijah and Amy will go on a date with you. That’s doable, right?”
Cameron glanced at Amelia with a half–smile, then turned her eyes to Skyler. “I’m sharing a dorm room with Elijah now.
“For real? Then you can take as many as you want.” Skyler lit up.
“You’re right.” Cameron nodded in agreement.
Skyler said. “Then get to it. I want them tonight.”
“But, Cameron spoke as the casually blew a strand of hair off her forehead, “I got no time for this crap.”
With that, she raised her hand and used the books in it to nudge Skyler out of the way. She had a bit of a thing about cleanliness and really didn’t like physical contact–especially not with someone she couldn’t stand.
Skyler stumbled back from the jab and snapped, “Cameron, you got a new attitude now? You’re seriously refusing to take photos of him for me? Do you want that date with Amy or not?”
Cameron looked over her shoulder and glanced at Amelia. “Sorry, I got one rule–no dating in high school.”
Skyler thought, ‘No dating? What’s that supposed to mean? This guy used to cling to Amelia like his life depended on it. What the hell is he playing at now?”
Cameron added, “Also, I’m not
ot into older girls. And definitely not into girls who are so perfect, even their boobs are an A
Skyler was stunned, thinking. ‘Did he just throw shade at Amelia?
Amelia was momentarily at a loss for words, her beautiful eyes widening in shock.
When their eyes met, Cameron said bluntly. “Amelia, I’ll find time soon to visit your house and cancel this so–called childhood engagement.” And with that, she turned and walked off without waiting to see Amelia’s reaction.
