Chapter Six

Growing up I have always been a hopeless romantic. I have always believed that there is that one special person created by God or the universe just for you. That the day you finally meet them for the first time your heart would stop beating for a second and all you would see is that one person.

That's what I felt when I saw Cameron Cahill for the first time. The minute my eyes landed on him, I knew he was meant to be mine. Everything about him seemed to pull at my core drawing me closer and closer to him. He used to be the reason I got up in the morning. The last thing I thought about before going to sleep at night. I used to have the biggest crush on him in the history of crushes.

Funny how long that shit lasted.

Cameron showed me that believing in love is just like believing in fairytales.

It is stupid. Cameron broke my heart and I have no one to blame but myself. Looking at him now I ask myself what I ever saw in him. Maybe it's those warm brown eyes that are always hiding behind his curly black hair.

Or maybe it's that smile.

His smile always reached his eyes and have me weak at my knees. Cameron's smile can light up even the darkest rooms, and I have always been a sucker for a cute smile. Not that he is smiling now. Instead, he is looking at me with an annoyed frown on his face.

He is looking at me like I'm a piece of gum stuck under his expensive shoes.

However, that is not what bothers me. It's not that he looks at me like I'm a pile of dirt. No, it's the fact that he is looking at me like I'm a pile of dirt that he does not know. There is no ounce of recognition on his face. He has no idea who I am. It hurts. After all these months I'm still hurting.

"Are you gonna sit there and continue staring at me like I'm something to eat or are you actually gonna get up from there?"

The bastard says with a smirk on his gorgeous face. I hate him. I really do.

He doesn't even try to help me up. Instead, he folds his arms on his chest and lifts that perfect eyebrow. If only I had eyebrows like that. I roll my eyes at the rude boy and get up from the floor. I look around to see if anyone else noticed my embarrassing fall.

Fortunately, no one did.

No one but Cameron. He is still standing there staring at me. If this had happened seven months ago I would have been over the moon but now I just want to punch him in the face for looking at me.

"Do I know you from somewhere? Do we have classes together? Who are your parents?"

He asks me. I feel like someone has just punched a hole in my heart. I don't even bother answering his question I just walk away from him. He however does not get the hint that I don't want to speak to him because he follows me and starts walking beside me.

"Hey strange girl. Are you now giving me the silent treatment?"

He even has the nerve to laugh at his dry joke.

"No! You don't know me okay? Now stay the hell away from me."

He puts his hands up in mock surrender and lets me walk away. Cameron is obviously not used to having someone talk to him this way. I mean who would? He is the son of the richest man in the world.

He is used to having people kiss his ass. Well, I have kissed his ass before, and look where that got me.

It left me heartbroken and obsessed with a guy who doesn't even remember my face let alone my name. To him, I'm just some girl he had a drunken one-night stand with. He was probably too drunk or high on drugs to remember the night he broke my virginity.

I don't blame him though. I mostly blame myself. Because even though he was drunk that night. I was perfectly sober. I was only drunk in love and drunk with stupidity. I was stupid for thinking that he would stay the morning after. I don't even spare him a second glance as I walk away.

That bastard.

"Was that Cameron I just saw you talking to?"

I have no idea where Kim came from but she is suddenly walking on my side. I just shrug my shoulders in response. I'm not really in the mood to talk.

"It's Cameron freaking Cahill! Didn't you have a crush on him last year or something?"

Kim is jumping up and down in excitement. She has a huge smile on her face.

"Kim my boyfriend has just died."

Kim's smile drops instantly. I almost feel bad.

"I know. I'm sorry, but I just saw Cameron speaking to you. The hottest guy in this school speaking with YOU!"

I want to face Palm myself but I don't. I feel guilty for keeping this secret from my friend but I just feel ashamed for falling for Cameron's tricks.

"He is nothing special Kim. Trust me there is nothing special about him."

I tell her with an exhausted tone in my voice. I'm so tired. So so tired. Kim looks like she wants to say something else. So I stop her before she does.

"Nothing special at all."