Life of a Teenage Girl - Chapter 8

Cameron's POV

I ran out of the car as fast as I could know, Leo will probably tackle me down any minute, when I reached the school's entrance and glanced back he wasn't following me.

PHEW!!

He always hated it when I teased him about blonde people and their stupidity (no offense people that's not the author's Idea but that's how the story goes). The rest of the day passed slowly with me thinking who that girl was and feeling sorry about her. I usually feel bad for breaking all those girls' hearts, but that I don't do intentionally now that I got to do it on purpose, is giving me second thoughts.

Although Leo is my best mate he always gets our asses in deep shit for nothing, but even I have to admit that prank on the teachers was plain AWESOME! I made my way to lunch looking out for that girl what was her name?! Um... oh... yeah... Stacey but she wasn't there, weird.

I walked to my usual table with my teammates and their girlfriends most of them are cheerleaders. I know a total cliche but what can I do, it was my dad who pushed me into football. And football players cannot be seen sitting with losers or it will totally affect our image I honestly didn't care but Leo did. So he dragged me into this life that I actually got used to. But deep down I know I am still that geek who lived for comic books and weird ass video games.

A blow woke me up from my daydreaming, I blinked rubbing my head and realized I got hit by a football. I looked up to see a smirking Leo and all my friends laughing, I sent them a glare so they quickly stopped.

"That's for dissing me earlier."

"That was totally cruel dude." I said.

He just shrugged his shoulders and sat down. I sent him a glare too and stormed out of the cafeteria and decided to ditch the rest of the day and went back home. I found my mom on the couch looking at something that looked like an album.

"Cameron baby why are you early is something wrong?!" She ran up to me touching me everywhere checking for something.

"No mom nothing is wrong I just got hit by a ball and my head is hurting me."

"OH DEAR let's go to the hospital maybe you have a concussion." She rushed to grab her purse from the kitchen counter.

"No mom am fine, I just want to get some rest and I'll go back to practice later."

She didn't look reassured, so I sat on the couch and batted the spot next to me, when she sat down I rested my head on her lap. And she started humming something that sounded familiar.

"I miss doing this." She said and I felt her voice cracking, so I opened my eyes and saw hers swimming with tears. I jerked up right and hugged her.

"What's wrong ma why you're sad?"

"Oh am not sad sweety it is just that you've all grown up so fast and next thing I know you'll be moving out like your brother and I will have no one."

"No ma don't worry I am your baby forever and I will never move out, I am stuck to you forever." I smiled at her and she smiled back oh I love my mother, but she could get emotional and starts crying for the weirdest reasons. I mean why the hell would I move out from all the comfort, my mum spoils me a lot and so does my dad when he is in the mood. So I am not planning to dump that for anything.

"What were you looking at earlier?" I glanced at the album and she just started laughing, she took the album and opened a picture of me as a kid rolling on the floor crying and I looked ridiculous.

"Geez ma why do you keep this kind of photos?"

"Well because they are hilarious of course." I just rolled my eyes at her, but smiled a little, it was really funny.

"Why was I crying?!" I asked, not taking my eyes of the picture.

"Oh that's when we first moved to the town and you didn't like the kids. You asked us to move back to Florida, but we couldn't, you were a huge cry baby then." She laughed at what I think was memories of me, in similar situations I turned the page when a particular picture caught my eye. It was of me in a park with a pretty little girl running around.

"Ma who's the girl." She looked at me with a weird look, that was mixed between disapproving and sadness. She then shock her head and mumbled something that sounded like, "We shouldn't have moved..." or something along that line.

"You seriously forgot her?"

"Forgot who ma?" Now am curious.

"That's your supposed childhood best friend Cam, what happened to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You and Stacey were inseparable." She had this sad look on her face that kicked my curiosity even further.

"Who's Stacy?!"

"Look at the rest of the album it may refresh your memory," with that she stood up and left.

I kicked my shoes of and crossed my legs to get comfortable on the couch and started looking through the album. It was full of photos of me with that girl, but I still didn't remember her.

I came across another one that caught my attention, it was of me with the same girl in what looked like a backyard. And I was pushing the girl in a swing and next to it was of an older me, and the same girl in front of a house, that looked way too familiar with our bikes and suddenly it hit me.

All the memories came back to me.

My mum woke me up from my daydreaming so I could head to practice. I never played worse in my whole life but I had so much to think about... a lot of questions to answer. What the hell happened to me? I knew it was all my fault because I was the one who pushed her out of my life. I was the one who stood her up over and over till I never showed up. I would always make up some lame excuse to get out of the house when they visit or when my mum decides to visit her mom. I know my mum still keeps in touch with her mum. It was when Leo and his parents moved to the town, so that our families stay close that we moved to their neighborhood. I started spending all my time with him instead of just the summers.

I just can't get over the fact that I forgot about her. We freaking go to the same school and I let Leo bully her but... but... I didn't even know it was her, so it doesn't count.

But then something else hit me Leo wants me to date her.

I quickly looked at my watch, it is seven-thirty, so she must be home. I ran downstairs got in my car and took off.

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