Something Beautiful • cameron dallas

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I swiftly raced to our classroom, trying to hide from those weirdos yesterday. But with all bad luck, I tripped and ran into someone.

It was a perfectly wonderful day until somebody ruined it.

"Sorry. It's my bad. I should've been more careful. Here, let me help you." He picked up my books and papers and lifted his head to look at me, staring directly at my eyes.

I took my books and rolled my eyes at him.

"Oh, I'm Cameron by the way.", he said. I observed his soft cherry lips while he uttered those words. "And yours?"

"It's Avery. Avery Sprouse."

He smiled charmingly at me. Well, he might be hoping I like him too, but no. I don't like him.

He and his friends are the campus hotties. Every girl just drool over them. But seriously? Cameron? He's like the ultimate heartbreaker (According to other people)! Nobody should like him nor be attracted to him somehow. And, he's the exact opposite of Nash Grier. That's why I like Nash. He's everything NOT Cameron.

"Mind if I walk you to your classroom?", he suggested.

"No. It's fine. I'm not a dog. You don't need to walk me. And I'm not asking for your assistance.", I replied with a snobbish tone.

His friends came. They all looked at each other when they saw me. I don't know what that means and I don't care. I rolled my eyes at them. I looked at each one of them. And there he was, Nash Grier. I stared at his bright blue eyes looking at me too. He winked at me and gave me a sharp smirk.

Awwwww. I'm melting inside. Actually, he's the reason why I exchanged schools. I liked it here because Nash is here. I first saw him in his vines with the others and I even joined the magcon tour! Because duuhh. Who would not fall for him? He is perfection.

"Bye!" He smiled and raised his hand to signal me goodbye.

Ugh. Back to Cameron. I hate him.

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History class finished. Finally. Recess time.

I was just alone, wandering. I saw a few girls chattering outside the bathroom. Wait. Are they looking at me? I glanced at my back to be sure. Yeah, it's me. But why?

Before I even realized, they sauntered towards me and asked me if I wanted to be friends with them. Yes. I liked to, because why not? They're all pretty and I'm a newbie so I have no choice.

Being a transfer student is hard, because you would need company. And the more you get to know new people, the more you miss the way you hanged out with your old friends. But these gals, they seem cool. Not just cool. More than cool.

So I strolled along with them to the school canteen. I noticed everyone's staring and talking about us.

"Hey, why's everybody looking at us?", I curiously asked.

"Relax, honey. Enjoy the attention.", someone replied.

Oh. They're the freshmen's hearthrob girl group which every girl from our batch wants to be part of. And I'm now one of them.

How fascinating.

We sat down with all confidence.

Kristine kneeled at the chair, butt stuck out, and her elbow on the tablewith her chin on it.

She started speaking. "Soooooo.. I'm Kristine and I'm like The Bitch of this group."

"Yeah. I know you. I saw you making out with that guy in English class at the back of the room. And the teacher caught you so she called your attention and I overheard your name."

"Oh! You saw that?", she asked with a bratty voice.

"Yeah."

"Okay shut up, bitch. I'm Jasmine and you are?"

She's the one who replied awhile ago.

"Ignorant.", Kristine stated. "She's Avery."

"K."

"I'm Vanessa, the girlfriend of Jack John-"

"Okay nobody cares about your shit, Van. I'm Beca."

"It's nice to meet you all." I gave them a pleased smile.

"Dude, what took you so long?", a deep guy's voice spoke. I thinked hard, trying to recognize when I heard that voice before.

I looked to where the sound is coming from.

It. Was. Them. AGAIN.

And there he was, Cameron Dallas. He sat right next to me and put his hand on my waist. I held his hand to take it off of me.

"Nice one, Cam.", the guy making out with Kristine spoke. "I'm Taylor. You already know me, don't you?"

"Yeah, I do. I know all of you. I went to your tour."

"Cool, bro. So you're our fan?" He chuckled.

It's nice to meet new friends, but meeting these guys is more than amazing. I thought going to their tour would be the closest I would get to meeting them. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Now, I'm here with my new gal pals and a bunch of guys which you most likely know as the magcon boys.