The Fake Date Experiment

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eautiful girl Cameron Bake

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ed so gracefully, l

earch for something in his locker, when really he was just using it as a distraction to stare at the beautiful blond

ly looked like it was straightened by her. The blond boy let my eyes drift from her hair to her fac

g and noticed something different, something she didn't have last

n he saw a hand over her shoulder making his eyes

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ording to the hard launch she made on her instagram. They've been toget

of jealousy take over his body completely, the blond boy hated this feelin

r ever approach the blonde girl. He would catch glimpses of her in the hallway, class, cafeteria or any school even

of his life-as he so desperately claimed-, he watched as he lau

ook or movie type of girl-. He imagined what it would be like to talk to her, would she talk to him calmly? Would she be nice? Sweet?, wo

he needed for his next class, which was physics, which is one of his f

oom for where to sit down before he found the perfect spot

e seat and sat down, placing his books on the

earbuds in and began playing his music, he brought out a comic book-an iron man comic- from his

igh as he watched Alana and Brad walk into the classroom hand in hand talkin

iverted his eyes back to his comic book

r making him take off the earbuds and keep it back i

his students cheer with him, "okay, enough with the noise...."

utting the whole class up. Cameron watched as she scanned the room before her eyes se

ella

d, and as it was getting louder he looked up

and saw her turn back to look at him. "You can not be late to my class and s

ed her teeth in annoyance be

her just stared at her with a blank stare before dismissing her. "Thank you Mr

the second she sat dow

s he continued jotting down what

k youuu" she said giving him a small s

it was the end of the class. Cameron stood up and gathered his st

eron gathered his stuffs before leaving the class, making his

rge red doors, breathing in and out before he entered the very noisy and busy room. No

re the trays are kept, he took a

snapped back to reality but the snapping fingers of the lunch lady, a blushing Cameron ordered for what he

wn since the 6 foot boy hadn't m

ing boy, the school-just like every

g arrangement that

y jocks, there was the table for the football players, the table

lar girls who didn't engage in s

s who were tagged as the 'creeps' of Willow creeks high, there was the table

on what category you fell on. And sadly f

d on socializing and he didn't exactly participate

ers like him who would rather be alone than sit i

o the usual seat he always found him

able and set his bag beside

his eyes roamed around the room like it

looking for, his eyes was glued to her, his gaze drifting ac

, she was sat at the jocks table, her body was prac

wallow the jealousy that crept into his chest as he watched how touchy they

couldn't help but feel his heart flutter in his chest as

he blond boy couldn't help but wonder a

back with her hand, he watched as her hair gracefully fell back, before s

ht and white, it was obvious she took hygiene serio

notice the person behind him, he almost screamed in s

en Baker" he heard m

d the back of his head, glaring at the gir

g at. "And I wouldn't want Brady to fight you, so I will be accepting a thank you instead of whatever this is" she kis

alked away, he shook his head to get rid of whatever though was creeping into his head befor

sposed of what was left, before he walked out of the cafeteria.

for someone who didn'