“Thanks, Cam!” i was really appreciative, he was sort of my hero in this moment.

“Hey there’s a few papers over there.” He jogged to get them. They had really flown down the hall. I suddenly remembered my poems! I began searching through all the pages frantically. Uh-oh! They’re not here! Crap! Cam!

I turned to find him reading the pages he held in his hand! My face turned crimson.

“You wrote these?”
“Mhm.” I squeaked.
“They’re good. They’re about the dance right?”
“Mhm.” I cleared my throat in preparation of explaining myself, but he interrupted.
“I probably shouldn’t have read them, I’m sorry. You’re face is really red. I’ll pretend I never saw them, okay?”
“Um, okay.” I was stunned. He would do this for me? He was perfect!
“Later.” He joined Ed and his other friends who had just arrived.

I went to my desk in my first period class. I had to sit down.
“There you are!” Amber poked her head in the door. “Come on!”
I was happy for the distraction. I left with her.