Hey everyone...
This is my first published story so please bare with me if I make any mistakes!! :)

Thank you a bunch!
P.S. I promise it will get better than this! I just needed to introduce the characters...

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Camille ran up the stairs to her friends bedroom, where Dannie was waiting for her. Dannie chucked the hairbrush at Camille and began talking in slurs, trying to explain their plans for the day. "And so, yeah my dad is taking us to this concert," Dannie barely noticied Camille rumaging through her closet, trying to find a decent shirt. "And our long time friends are going to be there. I'm hoping you'll be NICE to them, Cam!"
"Will you chill? I'm always nice..."
"Cam, did I just meet you?"
"No..."
"Then don't play me for a fool!"
"Then don't use stupid sayings."
"Deal."
"Mind if I borrow your fuzzy sweater? It looks warm," Camille spoke in her velvet voice, knowing that Dannie would of course let her wear it.
"Sure, go ahead." Dannie spoke quickly, then ran downstairs again to find her dad, who was supposed to be driving them. It wasn't long before Camille heard them arguing over some Obama debate again. She laughed to herself, grabbed her cell, and ran downstairs.
"Camille! Would you please tell Dannie that we have to go? She seems to think that her, uh, what's it called needs to be perfect." said Dannie's dad, John, who was kind of intimidating.
"Eye liner? And yeah I'll go get her. We'll meet you out in the car."
Camille rushed to be the bathroom, slamed the door open, grabbed Dannie's arm, and pulled her all the way to the front door. Before Dannie could protest, Camille hopped in the van. Dannie sighed and followed her in, buckling her seat belt. The rest of the way to the concert, it was a dull ride. Camille and Dannie listened to their iPods the whole way there, while Dannie's dad made small talk with himself. They stopped for a couple pops, and knowing Dannie, she just had to get candy. Shortly after, they arrived.
"Dannie! John! It's been ages," spoke a petite blonde woman, who introduced herself as Alina. "How have you both been?"
"Great," Dannie ushered Camille towards a clearing with a blanket layed down, where a guy was sitting.
"Uhm, Dan, I think someone already has that spot..."
"No, Cam! That's my best friend, well, used to be best friend."
"Oh, well then..."
Camille eyed the guy from behind, he had on a horrible sweatshirt, and he was just playing with his cheap phone. Dannie ran up behind him, smacked the back of his head, and plopped next to him. Then she screamed for Camille to join her. Finally, she sighed and sat down a few good inches away from him and Dannie.
"Camille, meet Taylor. Taylor, meet Camille."
And that was when she really saw him, he had beautiful blue eyes, the rest of him was okay, but his eyes were dazzling.
"H-h-hi." was all that escaped her lips.
"Hey."
"Taylor! Let me see your phone!" Dannie screamed as she grabbed his phone, and began punching numbers into it.
"What are you doing?"
"Adding Camille, of course." she said it with a sly smile, which made Camille worry.
Taylor had no reaction to that, and the rest of the concert they all just made small talk.

2 Months Later...

NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM:
Taylor

MSG: Hey whats up

Camille was getting used to seeing a text from Taylor every morning, ever since the concert they'd been texting eachother everyday. Except for the week he was at camp. He'd told her just about everything about him, and she had done the same. She found out he had a girlfriend, whom he didn't really like, but didn't know how to dump. Camille helped him through it as much as she could, but he still hadn't dumped her.
Most of their texts were not romantic, nothing got romantic until Camille finally decided to get her head out of her ass and ask him.

To: Taylor; Do you like me? Honestly just answer.......
From: Taylor; I do. Do you like me
To: Taylor; Maybe.
From: Taylor; We should hang out

And it was within those four texts that Camille started to fall for him. She got butterflies nearly everytime he replied to her, which made all her friends giggle. With only a week left of summer, Camille finally asked her mom if Taylor could come over.

"You mean... A BOY?"
"Yes, mom... A boy."
"Oh! Well, sure!"
"Really? Oh, I mean, uh, thanks!"

She texted Taylor ASAP, and he replied saying he'd already asked his mom. It was all working out so perfectly, and Camille was loving every minute of it.

So the day came when Taylor came over, he pulled into her driveway, got out of the car, and they immidiatley embraced. Okay, so that's not how it actually went. What DID happen was, Taylor awkwardly got out of his car, and they walked around outside awkwardly for about thirty minutes before going inside to make brownies. Then they went downstairs, where they played Wii. And that, my friend, is when the flirting began.

And so our story begins...........