By the time the morning sses wrapped up, students scattered in all directions- some heading home, others pouring into the
cafeteria.
Cameron, though, strolled straight toward the Math Lab, one hand tucked casually in her pocket. For her, foed ranked far below making money. She nned to see what problem Elijah had posted today and earn that 30 grand before doing anything else.
At 59, Cameron didn''t stand out height-wise as she moved through the crowd, but there was something about her that drew eyes wherever she went. That beautifully gender-defying face never failed to stun whoever looked her way.
"Hey, look. Damn, he''s cute.
No kidding. He''s so hot."
"What grade is he in, anyway?
Amelia overheard the chatter and, unable to help herself, nced through the crowd curiously. The moment her eyesnded on the person everyone was talking about-Cameron-she froze for a few seconds, visibly stunned.
She wondered, Cameron They think Cameron''s hot?"
After staring at Cameron''s features for a few seconds, Amelia had to admit it- Cameron was undeniably good-looking. But that didn''t matter. Amelia was already into someone else. She''d made up her mind. No matter what, she was going to call off the engagement with
Cameron
Cameron sensed Amelia''s gaze and nced up briefly, only to look away just as quickly, her expression indifferent as if all she''d seen was
a stranger
Amelia was taken aback. She stood there, momentarily stunned, Cameron used to cling to her at every opportunity, annoying her to no end. But ever since yesterday, something had changed. Carneron seemned different now, noticeably colder toward her.
Amelia figured if Cameron ended the engagement on her own, that would make things easier for her. With the SATs around the corner. Amelia nned to confess to the person she really loved. Thest thing she needed was Cameron getting in the way.
While Amelia stood there lost in thought, Cameron had already slipped out of sight.
Just as Cameron reached the Math Lab, her phone buzzed. It was a call from her advisory teacher Brody. "Cameron,e to my office
Now he demanded on the phone.
She had no choice but to pivot and make her way to the Student A Affairs Office.
Cameron had assumed Brody called her in for something school-rted, but the moment she stepped into the office and saw who was waiting, everything clicked
Martin, dressed to the nines in a tailored suit, sat with the air of a self-assured businessman, exuding authority from his seat. When Cameron walked in he shot her a sidelong nce, saying nothing.
Brody stood up as the entered, his expression gentle. "Cameron, if you''re not feeling well, you need to go to the hospital. Don''t be stabbom. Get treated so you can focus on studying again. I''ll approve a werk off-go home with your father"
Cameron said nothing momentarily speechless. She wasn''t sick at all. She hadn''t expected Martin to y dirty.
Earlier, she had ignored lum, so now he was trying to pressure her through her advisory teacher. Too bad she was no longer the puppet they could control like in her past life.
She turned her gaze on Martin. He kept his face cold and stem, ying the role of the righteous parent. She hadn''t greeted him when she came in, and he hadn''t acknowledged her either
Camerun looked at Brely and spoke with an easy, almost careless tube. "Mr. Graham, I feel line. I''m not sick, so there''s no need for a leave of absence. And with the 5Ah just a few months away, I''d rather stay focused on my studies" away. And yo
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tim immediately shot back at Cameron.
The afternoon operation had already been booked. He was here to drag her back himself. He pondered. She has to get it done. The full trandion requires turer surgeries
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If she doesn''t start now, when will she finish? When will she finally be a real man? When will the Waces and Chapmans officially be bound by marriage? I''ve waited long enough."
Cameron shot Martin a tight, mocking smile. Dad, why don''t you go ahead and tell me what exactly I''m supposed to be sick with?"
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