14- Dont tell mom

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Avery

"Anna!" I scream.

Her mouth dropped open in horror. Her hand rushed up to her face, where she practically slapped herself.

I quickly jumped off of Cameron, and grabbed my shirt.

I slipped it over my head, and stood a distance away from Cameron. 

My face was burning in embarrassment.

"What the hell just happened?!" Anna yells.

I rush over towards her, and pressed my finger up against her lips.

I motioned her to be quiet.

"Don't tell mom!" I begged, in a whisper.

She shook her head. "Were you guys just-"

"No!" I whisper-yell.

My finger was still pressed against her mouth.

She pulled away from me, and slapped my hand away.

Cameron chuckled from behind us.

I quickly turned my focus behind me, where Cameron was still laying on my bed.

Shirt off, flexing, and a stupid smirk still on his face.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief.

Instead of him trying to cover up our situation, I have to do it. It was all practically his fault. He was the one leading me on.

"Whatever". I hear Anna mumble.

I turn back around, where Anna was already walking down the hallway.

I run by her side, and nudge her.

"Where are you going?" I ask, worriedly.

She giggles. "To my room?"

"Wait". I say, as I stop walking. "You're not going to tell on me?"

She shakes her head.

"Why? Do you want me to tell on you?"

I quickly shake my head.

"Please no".

She nods. "Well then okay".

She walks into her room, and shuts the door in my face, leaving me confused.

Why didn't she tell on me?

I shrug it off, and head back to my room.

Cameron was still laying on my bed, with his hands behind his head.

He notices my presence and stands up.

Walking towards me, he lightly pushed me against the wall.

His husky breath, breathing against me, and his strong manly cologne, lingering in the air.

I pushed him off of me, causing him to stumble back.

"Please go". I tell him, pointing towards the door.

He looked at me weirdly.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because I want you to!" I say, raising my voice.

He turned around, and grabbed his shirt from the floor.

Slipping it over his head, he opened my balcony door, and quickly slammed it behind him.

I seen him through the glass, getting up onto the ledge and hopping over to his room.

He seemed pissed now.

I steadied myself up, and remade my bed.

I needed a break. Maybe the beach would help.

I snapped my curtains shut, and began putting on my swimsuit.

I put on the same coral coloured one from the party, so I could get tanned.

I also grabbed my beach towel, and slung it over my shoulder.

I walked out of my room, and down the staircase, where I came face to face with my mother.

She wore her pink, fluffy housecoat, and she had a cup of steamy hot coffee in her hands.

She eyed me up and down with her sleepy brown eyes.

"Beach?" Was all she asked.

I nodded. "Yes".

She nods. "Be back at two o'clock". And I with that, she walks past me, up the stairs.

I make my way over towards the door, where I slip on my black flip flops.

I open the door and walk onto the porch.

The sound of a basketball hitting the pavement, came from next door.

I turned my head, to see Noah. Yet again, shooting hoops.

He was shirtless, and wearing black nike basketball shorts, with his Hollister boxers peaking out. 

I shut the door behind me, grabbing his full attention.

He smiled at me, and ran by my side.

"Where you going?" He asks, cupping his basketball by his side.

An unpleasant stench washed over me, as he stood beside me.

I pinched my nose, at the awful smell.

"To the beach". I say.

He looked at me weirdly.

"What?" He asks.

"You smell bad". I laugh, pushing him away from me.

His chest was wet, from all his sweat.

"Ew!" I shriek, wiping my hands on my thighs.

He lets out a loud chuckle.

"I'll come with you". I smile. "Okay".

He motions me, to wait, before running into his house.

I sat on the porch stairs, waiting for him.

It was about two minutes, before the door opened.

I stood up, hoping it was Noah, but it wasn't.

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This chapter is probably really boring, and I apologize.

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