Best Friends Forever? by thepurplebutterfly (top rated books of all time .txt) 📖

When I got home my heart was beating so fast and my cheeks were burning. I kicked off my shoes and poured myself a cold glass of water.
"How was the walk?" Mum asked. She scared me so much I jumped spilling the water all over myself.
"Um, great." I said drying my shirt with a near by tea towel. "I'm just gonna go change..." I said. I placed my glass on the bench and walked past mum, trying not look at the curious look on her face.

I pulled a dry t-shirt over my head and brushed through my hair. I redid my ponytail and just stared at my reflection. I took in the state of my hair dripping on my shirt a little. My cheeks were as red as they felt. I just looked startled and a bit relieved. I walked out of the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" Mum asked looking up from the newspaper.
"Yeah.. why do you ask?" I asked.
"Oh its just I have never scared you like that..."
"Must be the concussion..."
"It must be..." She said eyeing me suspiciously.

"Oh my," Jess started.
"GOD!" I finished.
"He is so hot!"
"I know right!"

We turned around and searched for his seat at the back of the class room. There he was sitting at the back by himself. We looked around to all the other girls faces and sure enough everyone of them were gazing at him. But he was not fazed by all the attention he just opened his science book and wrote down the title Aeroplanes

.

"Cameron, why don't you come down the front and tell us a bit about yourself." Mr Holmes suggested. Cameron nodded his head and gracefully wandered back down the aisle to the front of the class room.
"Um, hi everyone. My name is Cameron Dale and I have moved here from Woodlawn. Its a private, and very religious, school. My parents are divorced so if I have to catch your bus and then I don't catch it, don't freak out. Um, I play the guitar along with a multitude of other instruments. I love to write, which leads to me writing my own songs. I'm fairly good at drawing and sport." Through most parts of his introduction a lot of the girls sighed in amazement of how perfect he is.
"Does anyone have any questions for Cameron?" Mr Holmes asked.
Jess's hand shot straight in the air.
"Yes?" He said smiling at her which revealed shining white teeth that were perfectly aligned.
"What other instruments do you play?" She asked, her voice sounded light and airy as if she was about to faint because of how he looked.
"Um, I also play the piano, drums, trumpet, saxophone and the clarinet." He answered, "my mother was very musical so she wanted me to learn how to play as many instruments as I could, but really it was up until my dad said enough because they were all cluttering up the house." He laughed.
Emily (a different one yet again) delicately and slowly raised her hand. "Which one is your favourite?"
"I'd have to say the guitar or the piano. They're the best if I want to compose a song." He replied.
"Cameron do you have any questions for the class?" Mr Holmes said.
"Um yes I do actually. What are all of your names?" He asked.
everyone around the room took their turn in saying their name.
"Britney."
"Rebecca."
"April."
"Veyda."
"Lana."
"Ben."
"Sebastian."
"Cyrus."
"Olivia."
"Sophey."
"Jess."
"Jasmine."
"Elly."
"Hannah."
"Jack."
"Eammon."
"Zoe."
"Madeleine."
"Sam."
"Riley."
"Kai."
"Emily."
"Maya."
"Zac."
"Moritz."
"Henk."
"Jamie."
"Alex and Riley aren't here." Mr Holmes informed.
"And sir, what is your name?" Cameron asked.
"Oh sorry, Mr Holmes."
"Thank you." He turned to face the class. "All you guys can just call me Cam." He flashed us one last dazzling smile before he strutted back to his seat at the back of the classroom.

Mr Holmes went on for the whole lesson about how aeroplanes work. The best part of it was how he kept saying thrust and Jess and I were silently laughing our heads off. No one in the class really noticed though because they were either absorbed in taking notes or gazing at Cameron as he did his cursive looped handwriting.

A ball of paper flew straight through the gap by Jess's head and landed right in the middle of the desk. We didn't normally get notes so we both wrestled over it to see who would get to open it.

"GIRLS! Is something wrong?" Mr Holmes said snapping us out of our fight. Everyone turned to look at us except all the girls that basically would be Cameron's slaves if he asked.
"No sir. Nothings wrong, everything's fine." I lied cheerfully plastering a smile on my face.

He seemed unsure of my answer but went back to talking about the thrust of air and how it made planes fly. That and the little incident made Jess and I start to silently crack up with laughter yet again. Then the note caught our attention again. It was slightly ripped and even more crumpled than before.

"You open it." Jess whispered.
"No, you." I said.
"It has your name on it," she whispered. I gave her a confused look and then glanced to the paper ball and back to her again. "Literally." She said lifting it up and turning it around so I could see.
"Oh..." I said taking the ball from her grasp and unraveling it.
Inside was a question written with a steady hand which I could identify straight away.
The question read: Do you like the new guy?

I quickly scribbled the reply of: and you care why?

and threw it straight onto Cyrus's desk.
That was when the bell rang.

"So do you?" Cyrus asked coming up behind me and Jess.
"Why do you care who I like?" I said calmly walking down to my bag.
"'Cause we're friends." He replied.
"Were."
"What?" He actually almost convinced me that he was confused.
"Um, don't you remember what happened? You have no need to know who I like. That is my business not yours." I quipped.
"What happened? Refresh my memory please."
"You stopped liking me, and from then on out slowly cut back on talking to me. You know the rest." I said tying up the string that closes my bag.
"You like him." He stated.
"No I don't. Yeah he is hot but so what." I snapped slipping my arms through the bag straps.
"Yes you do!"
"You do what?" Jess asked paying attention to the conversation all of a sudden.
"I don't even know him. He is accusing me of liking the new guy." I explained.
"His introduction should be informative enough." He argued.
"You like Cameron?!" Jess exclaimed.
"What?!" I said at the same time he walked past and said "Yes?" we spun around to face him. I felt my cheeks go red. I laughed nervously.
"Um, hi Cameron. I'm Jasmine, I hope you enjoy Alstonville. Its great school. If you need anything you can ask me." I smiled.
"Well thanks Jasmine. I'll be sure to try!" He winked at me as he walked away.
"Yeah your right. You don't like him." Cyrus said.
"You're just jealous!" I snapped grabbing Jess by the arm and marched over to our other friends.
"Jasi, do you like Cameron?" She asked on the way.
"No, you know who I like." I replied.
"Okay." She said sitting beside me hugging me.
Zoe slid in beside me. "I hate Cyrus. Just ignore him."
"I try." I smiled.
Gabby, Bryant, McEwan, Mighty, Mikayla and Sarah came around the corner from they're class.
"ZOE! Give me a hug!" Gabby said dropping her bag next to her. Zoe jumped right up and hugged her.
"Hey guys!" I said as the others sat down next to Jess.
"Guys, guys! Guess what!" Jess said spinning around to face the others.
"What?" Bryant asked looking up to her. I slid along the seat closing the gap and Zoe and Gabby did the same.
"There is a new guy and his in our class and he is really really hot!" Jess giggled.
"What's his name?" Bryant asked.
"Cameron Dale." I answered pulling my oaty slice and watermelon out of my lunch box.
"Is he nice?"
"He is talented, that's for sure."
"Oh cool." Bryant said.
"Yeah." Jess and I smiled at each other.
As soon as we finished talking about him he walked right over to us.
"Hey Jasmine right?" He asked.
"Yeah that's right." I giggled.
"Um, I was wondering if you could help me."
"Yeah sure. Do you want to meet my friends first?" I asked. He nodded his head. "Well you already know Jess and Zoe because they're in the same class. This is Gabby, McEwan, Bryant- Wait a sec., Emily McEwan and Emily Bryant, Michelle, Sarah and Mikayla. They're all in 7-1. This is Sam and she is 7-4." I said gesturing to each of my friends in turn.
"Hi everyone. I'm Cameron Dale 7-2." He smiled awkwardly and did a small wave. "Jasmine can you help me find my locker?" He asked.
"Yeah sure can Jess come?" I asked.
"No, I'm going to go see Bronte and Kim. You two go." She said.
"Are you sure?" I asked. I shot her look that I hoped was don't leave me alone with him

but was probably just a look of agonizing pain.
"Yeah I'm sure." She frowned at my facial expressions, so I gave up.
"Okay cya in class." I said giving her a huge hug. "Bye guys I'll see you at second recess." I waved to the others and walked away with Cameron.
"Thanks for helping." He said nervously. He was starting to confuse me. He seemed all cocky in class, like a giant ass, but now I think my first impression was wrong.
"Are you okay? You seem different," I said suspiciously.
"What? Oh um, yeah I'm fine