{11} A Little Bit of Fairy Dust

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On the side is Rain's dress, well the closest that I could find with my description---->>>>>

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Sun streamed through my window the next morning as I woke up from the best sleep I have gotten since came here as I snuggled deeper into my covers, not ready to get up anytime soon

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Sun streamed through my window the next morning as I woke up from the best sleep I have gotten since came here as I snuggled deeper into my covers, not ready to get up anytime soon.

But wait how did I get in my room?

I wondered as I looked at the rose that Cam had given me the night before across from me on my desk as I smiled to myself.

What happened last night?

I know I was really tired last night. All I remember before going to sleep was talking about some childhood memory, yawning and then leaning on Cam's chest falling asleep to his beating heartbeat.

I faintly remembered him kissing my forehead like he has always does. I would have to ask him about what happened later on today.

But right now I really need to get up and stop acting like a bum and get ready for school.

Ugh.

Time to turn up some music to get me up. I found the remote that controlled my iPod, clicked Shuffle and The Way by Ariana Grande ft. Mac Miller started to play.

Pulling my covers and finally getting out of bed, I got up quickly sent Cam a good morning text and continued singing. I

went to my walk-in closet choosing some high waisted navy shorts with gold buttons, a sheer red and white top that I could tuck in the front choosing some gold accessories and my gold sneakers.

After 15 minutes of stepping from my shower, I was slipping my shoes on, humming while making my way downstairs. I was surprised to see my dad in the kitchen reading the newspaper.

"Good Morning, Daddy. You're up early," I greeted surprised as I got a PopTart out the cabinet, closing the cabinet door.

"Good Morning, sweetheart," as he flipped the page. "I had a talk with that guy of yours last night." He stated as he proceeded to get up, kissing me on my forehead.

"Wait, he's not mine," I started to say then realizing what he really meant,  "and what- Dad, please tell me you didn't scare him off." I cringed a little inside, knowing the lengths my Dad would go.

I love my dad; he was good at scaring people especially guys. I don't think any guy has gotten my dad's approval and I give big props to a guy that passes his test.

Poor, Cam.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," he told me walking over to my Mom who had just walked into the kitchen, kissing her.

More like making out with her like they were love-struck teenagers.

"Okay, okay. I'm leaving." I yelled quickly walking out of the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water.

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