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Chapter 15: Everyone gets cranky when they're hungry

I felt as though I was a deer caught in headlights. Thing is, I have no idea why. It was as though I've been caught doing something illegal, when all I did was go on a walk with Cameron.

Sure I don't know much about him, but he doesn't seem like a rapist or kidnapper. He seems like a very cool person, and if I've known him for a really long time, I'd be happy to call him a best friend. Now he's just a friend though, or maybe an aquaintance.

Summer cleared her throat - thank god for her - and said, "hey there!"

"Hey," I croaked, wincing as my voice came out like so.

Vince raised his eyebrows at us and his knuckles turned white. He was gripping the steering wheel so hard I was afraid he might dent it.

"Uhm... Uhm this is Cameron," I gestured to Cameron and he gave both of them a little wave, "we're just talking a walk."

Vince was now glaring at Cameron and if looks could kill, Cameron would be six feet under.

"Well, Zak's just called Vince to remind us that we're going to the pizzaria for dinner. He wanted us to pick you up along the way," Summer explained.

"Oh," I said, turning to Cameron and looking at him awkwardly.

"Guess I'll get going then," he sighed, looking at his feet.

"I had a great time," I said.

"Me too," he gave me a boyish grin.

Then he did something that shocked me, and from what I could hear, Summer. She gasped as my jaw dropped as Cameron planted a kiss. On my cheek. But it was still a kiss.

Well that escalated quickly.

Placing my hand on his chest - completely ignoring the six pack I knew he had under his tee - I pushed him away.

"We're just friends, right?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes.

"Uhm... I gue-"

Vince honked which caused both of us to jump, and I stared at Vince in shock.

"We've got to go," he hissed.

"Okay," I turned to Cameron, "so we're friends then?"

My hand was now reached out to receive a handshake. He looked at my hand before sighing and shaking his head.

"We're friends," he gave me a small smile.

"Great," I mumbled and bidded him goodbye.

As he walked past me, he whispered into my ear.

"It's obvious he's jealous," then walked away with a small, sad smile plastered on his lips.

"C'mon in," Summer said softly, looking at me with big, glimmering eyes.

I climbed into the back seat and sighed. Cameron seemed really upset but I didn't feel anything for him.

And what he said about Vince being jealous made me wonder if he shared my indecisive feelings for Vince.

Hah, that's impossible.

Besides, he just broke up with Vanessa not long ago, surely he won't move on that fast.

Then the way he gripped the steering wheel before made me wonder why he did so. If he wasn't jealous, then why did he grip the steering wheel like a second Hulk? Perhaps he was annoyed by the fact we were taking forever and he was hungry.