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"She just too clingy for us not even being together." I shook my head writing something down on my science work sheet. I was on Skype with Cameron telling him about Kyra. I had gave her head that one time, and now she thought I was her boo or something. I had 35 missed calls from her, with six screaming voice mails.
This girl was to damn much. I can't do women like her.
I had regret being intimate with her. She barely knew her sexual orientation, and now she was demanding for my attention. She aint even mine. I had recently clicked with Cameron. He's really easy to talk to, and funny as fuck.
He's four years older than me, and he's a sophomore in college. He works at [Flip]The Pancake House to live, and pay his bills, til he get's his associates degree in English literature. He wants to be an English teacher when he graduates colleges.
"Cut her loose if you not feeling her." Cameron looked up at the skype cam nodding his head like he was agreeing with himself. He was right though. If I was gonna get in a relationship with somebody it was not about to be with her.
She was well on her way to being a fatal attraction.
Cameron's younger sister, and her friends where occuppying his room with him in the basement. He had four younger sister's, and no brothers. His sister Leanna the oldest one had popped up behind him in the skype came a couple times already. I had only seen her hair, an arm, or heard her talking.
When she finally appeared right next to him, my homework was in danger. "He cute." She smiled at the camera. "He to old for you." Cameron's voice strained hard on the word he. "Whats wrong with you voice?" She eyed her brother oddly looking back at me.
"Plus I'm 14."
That was a bust.
I picked my pen write back up at the clarfication of her age. She didn't sound or look nowhere near 14 at all. Large brown eyes, braces, and her short brown hair decieved her age. "What you doing? Homework? I did my mine yesterday" I just nodded avoiding conversation. I was not trying to get into nothing with her.
She was still a baby to me.
"You young get out my skype." I looked up to hear giggling. I watched Cameron lift Leanna up and growl before she fell on the couch behind him laughing hard.I smiled. You could tell he loved his sister's he was real playful and soft when it came to them.
I did oogled her shape when she walked off, it was more of a habit when I did that. Her body was 12 but her face was 18. She was still maturing, her body was still young, you could definately tell that she wasn't of age when you saw all of her at once
I was on skype with Cameron for a long little mintue, as we went through homework together, suffering together. "Look" I heard Cameron whisper and aim the skype came at the twelve young girls sleeping over.
They was all knocked on in awkward places, Leanna was out ontop of the a table, she looked like she was planking.
I laughed. '"The fuck they been doing." Cameron smiled shrugging as he started putting his english, and writing books up. "You done already?" I was asking because I was still stuck on this damn problem. My teacher had us doing word problems. 'Aye Cam you know this?" I turned the worksheet to him.
He squinted his eyes staring at it.
"It's 5.62." I turned it to me again looking at it. "You sure?" He nodded. "Yeah I like word problems." He smiled again all to cocky. "Cam you not special, tone that down over there." Cameron laughed. "Even though you gay, you still have tendency to talk like a chic, an you slip up an act like one "
"What you mean." I wrote 5.62 on the work sheet moving on to the next one.
Cameron laughed. "Im show you." I shrugged saying okay, while struggling on word problem number two. "Aye Cam, can you help-" I looked up to this nigga standing up with no shirt on. He laughed quickly.
"A regular nigga would be like, nigga you need to got put a shirt on, but you just look. You do shit that make me question if you gay or not." Camera sat down smiling wider. "What you need help with though?"
I shrugged. I didn't have a response to what he said.
"The whole damn packet." Cameron scratched his head, he had recently cut of his dread, he claimed that took to much work. "You gotta do something yoself Paige." Cameron called my PJ in public, but when we was in private he always called me Paige for some reason. I never questioned it though.
I didn't really brother to care.
"I'm about to fail then." Cameron sighed. "Look it's 10:45. Can you come over or something? Imma just teach how to do em. I can't leave, I'm watching these females making sure I don't get my ass whooped from them tearing up something."
"I don't know where you live?"
"On Palmer street." I thought about it. Where the hell was that. 'You mean Palmer street by the Dairy Queen right there." He nodded. "You live around the corner" I clicked outta skype real quick grabbing my backpack.
I thought out binding my titties down, but I just didn't feel like it so I threw a sports bra on, a black top, some black jeans, some nike flip flops and called it a night as I walked out the house.
My Mom and Dad don't normally care about me leaving just as long as I make it back at or before 12:00am. I walked to Cameron's house. He lived close. I knocked on the door waiting for a mintue. He came to the door not long after opening it up.
He had no shirt on, and my ass looking too, maybe he was right I had some female tendencies,but Im a female still. We just some observant ass creatures. What can I say.
He noticed too, but he didn't say nothing, just letting me in. We walked down to the basment. The girls was all knocked out still. The T.V was still on. "Lemme see the packet." I took it out my back pocket handing it to him.
Cameron had broke how to do word problem all the way down.
I could tell he was gonna be a good teacher, but I'm a little slow, so he just did it for me saying he was gonna do it just this one time. He was quick too.
He handed the packet back to me ten mintues later. "You done?" He shrugged leaning back on the couch. "It aint hard, you want me to take you back home?" I shook my head. "Naw I'mma walk."
"It's dark as hell outside, Imma take you." Cameron started getting up putting his shirt on, grabbing his phone. "Why you aint offer at first?" Cameron slipped his wallet into his sweats. "Cause you logged off hella quick, and I was staring at a black screen."
"My bad."
I stood up folowing him up the steps, and out the house real quietly. His car smelled real good. I snapped my seat belt in. "So I noticed you let the girls out." Cameron spoke pulling out the driveway while looking back at the street.
"Nigga look I got tits. What you need me to say it?" Cameron smiled. "Shit I know I saw them chocolate areola's too." I punched him in his shoulder. "You disrespectful." Cameron rubbed his shoulder putting the car into drive. "I'm just stating what I saw."
I was only aound the corner, so it didn't take nothing for us to pull up into my driveway. I got out thanking him for the short ride. He just nodded. "Aint no big thing. Imma see you at work?" I nodded waving bye to him as I went into the house.
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I was hanging out with Cam one day. We was just walking, and Candie came rounded the corner, jogging in a white sports bra, and some black sweats. She was so focused on her running that she almost ran right passed me.
"AYYYYYEE CANDIE!" She stopped in mid jog breathing real hard, hands on her knees.
Cameron stopped tryna holla at her when he realized how old she was, but he was okay with just being a friend to us both. As soon as he stopped tryna holla, she started looking his way. She eyed Cameron first than looked over at me.
"I was in my zone PJ."
She hugged me. She was sweaty as hell. Getting my new shirt all wet., "Damn Candie, fo'real." She laughed. "I forgot. Hi Cameron." He just gave her the usual head nod. Candie had hung out with us about three times. I guess seeing who he was really was changed her mind about him.
You could tell she liked old dude NOW.
Two things would stop him though, the age difference, and the fact the Cameron wasn't about to go to jail for no female. "What ya'll doing?" Candie asked, looking at us both. "Walking." Cameron said with a shrug.
"Lemme walk with ya'll, so I can cool down."
We just nodded walking with her in the middle. "Why you jogging anyway? You skinny already. You need to be eating instead." Candie bumped me, I snickered. Cameron eyes was agreeing, but he was quiet about, but Candie peeped it.
"So you think I'm to skinny Cameron?"
Cameron held his hands up in surrender. "You look fine, and yeah you kinda skinny. a lil." Candie glared. "Fine then ya'll take me to get something to eat."
"Naw. You good." I told her.
Candie hopped up on my back. "No we going. My legs tired." I felt her legs lace around my waist. I held her legs up tight.
I use to run around with her on my back when we were in middle school. It reminded me of when we found out her Mom was letting her go outta town with me. She had jumped on my back yelling , and I took of running and yelling.
"You to light."
I jumped her up on my back making her hold my neck to tight. "You choking me." I told her walking. She loosened her hold. "Ya'll wanna go grub fo'real, I'm hungry now." Cameron asked looking at us as we started passing up the Dairy queen. I turned, and we walked in.
"Candie get down." I let her legs go, but she was still holding on tight with her thighs. "You got some strong ass thighs." I told her as she got down."I know nigga's be scared to give her head." I laughed at that,and Candie swipped Cameron's shoulder as he ordered.
We were all sitting down when the food came out. I was stretched out on one side of the booth, forcing Candie to sit by Cameron. I dipped my chicken strip in the barbecue sauce eatting the whole thing at one time. "You do that well PJ." Cameron always had something to say.
"Ya nigga, you suck yo straw to good too."
Candie hollered laughing, and Cameron bite into his fries smiling.
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