The door bell rings. Amanda practically leaps into the air and struts toward the door. I give her a glance, then continue to text my mom. I felt bad not telling her that Cameron was coming too, but then I think it's not like she asked so technically I didn't lie. Besides, he's having a sleepover with James. Not me. Plus, she has to assume that he's going to be here since he lives here.
"James? I had no idea you were coming." Amanda says in an innocent voice.
"Your sleeping over? Cool, I guess. Chelsea's sleeping over too." Chelsea rolls her eyes at her best friend.
James walks into the room. He's wearing sweatpants and a baggy red shirt with an ugly plaid sweater. Somehow, he's able pull the look off. When he sees me, he winks at me. I roll my eyes in return.
"Hey, babe. Where's Cameron?" He asks me.
"Who knows? Actually, I do. He's up..." I start.
"Whoa, whoa! Cool it, babe! I'll go find him myself." James interrupts me.
"Ignore her, James. She's a pain, trust me. Cameron!" Amanda calls.
I turn towards the stairs as a pair of feet go thump, thump down the staircase. He's wearing loose (yet not baggy) jeans and a black Aerosmith T-shirt.
"Cameron..." I whisper quiet enough so no one can hear but myself.
He beams when he sees me. I'm startled by the intensity of his wide smile. I lower my eyes from his gaze, shyly.
"Hey, beautiful." He says, sweeping me into a hug with only one arm.
"Hi, there." I say in a so-not-my-style-girlish giggle.
Amanda pretends to barf and I flash Cameron a mischievous grin. He gives me a knowing look and smirks back. With one hand I flip my hair over my shoulder and the other I place on the back of his head. I pull him in for a long kiss. His lips are, as always, soft and fit right around mine. I can almost see Amanda's eyes bug out at the sight of us. Amanda pulls me away with a strong grip.
"Sorry boys, apparently Chelsea can't control herself so we'll just have to see you at dinner." Amanda says glaring at me as she drags me up the stairs.
I just roll my eyes. The hypocrite!
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Oh Brother, Literally.
RomanceHave you ever fallen for your best-friends boyfriend? No? Yes? Doesn't matter. The same awkward story has been heard over and over. But this...this isn't your "normal" tale.
