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Elena Gray is a student at Harper Academy, school for the (Rich) young. Even though her family doesn't have enough money to send her, Elena's grades are so perfect that she is given a full scholarship. There, she makes fast friends in the school's art club, and choir. But when she bumps into school celebrity Cameron Blake, she runs for the hills. Unfortunately for Elena, Cam falls hard for her. Cameron doesn't normally have to work for girls, but Elena comes with many challenges for the popular boy. Elena doesn't understand how Cam could possibly like her, so can he make her stay long enough to see it?

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5. Giant Pizza

"I couldn't think of a better way to spend my Friday night," said Matt, as he sat down next to me in the huge booth.

I grinned at him. "Me neither. This is really cool."

Ben laughed. "It's really cool that we got to meet a newbie who doesn't think we're a bunch of losers-"

"Which we are, by the way." Jenna cut in.

"Excuse me. I prefer the term Art Geek." said Jason, across from me.

"Hey Elena, do you like art at all?" asked Ben.

"Heck yes. I love it." I said, picking up the menu.

Matt pulled it out of my hands. "Oh, no way. You're splitting the pizza with us. No need to let the giant thing go to waste."

I shrugged, and Ben looked at me again. "What kind of art do you like?"

"I'm kind of interested too," said Jason.

"I like all kinds of art. Even performing arts. I paint a lot at my house... things like realism, abstract, and sometimes Op art."

"Wow. You're really into it then," said Jenna.

"Yup. I even used to take singing before I realized I suck at singing."

"No way." Matt said, smiling. "You'll have to prove it sometime."

"Uh.. I don't really know about that..." I said, trying not to seem flattered.

"Too bad," said Jason.

We got our drinks, and Ben put in an order for a pizza. The waitress was a short, red haired girl. As soon as we walked in, I knew she was a flirt.

"Do you know the waitress?" I whispered to Jenna.

She nodded quickly. "She just graduated, although I can't remember her name. She used to flirt with Ben all the time... He was so disgusted."

Even now I could see she hadn't gotten over her underclassman crush. She batted her eyes constantly when he ordered, and made sure to lean over the table just right so that he could see down her shirt if he wanted to.

Sucks for her, because he didn't care at all.

Ben completely ignored her after he had placed the order, and she rushed away with an angry huff. I guess shoving your chest into a guy's face doesn't work so well when he's not interested.

"I hate it when this happens," he said, with his fingers pinching the bridge between his nose.

"Yeah... it's really annoying because it happens outside of school." Jason said.

"They just seem so.. desperate." I said, looking upwards.

Everyone went dead quiet, and I looked around at them.

"What is it?" I said, utterly lost as they stared at me.

"We just never thought someone else- outside of us that is- would get that." Jason said.

"Even I understand how stupid those girls are." Jenna said, laughing.

"I hope I never end up acting like that," I added.

"Okay, this girl is already a part of our group guys. She's passed the Geek initiation." Matt said.

"The Geek what?" I asked.

"Just a joke. It means you can count on all of us from now on. Because whether you asked for it or not, we're your friends now." Jenna said happily.

"Of course I want it! You guys are way cool." I said, and the pizza came.

It was a HUGE pizza, that took up almost the entire middle of the table.

"Didn't you order a small?" I cried, looking at Ben.

"Duh. This is as small as they make it. Now you see why we want to split it," he said laughing.

"Um... Duh." I said, taking two slices.

Even the smallest pieces were huge. No wonder they came as a group so often.

I loved that they could just sit around and laugh at each other. I fit in pretty well, as far I knew.

Cam was still on my brain. I need to think of a way to get him to leave me alone.

How?

 

 

~Cam's P.O.V~

I was literally dragged to that pizza place down on Market Street. Amber was pulling my arm as we weaved around people on the sidewalk. I didn't want to go there at all.

"Why do we have to go here again?" I complained for the hundredth time.

"I told you before. It's because they have a new sale at the boutique next door. We can eat there and then go shopping after!" Amber squealed.

God I hated that squeal. I wish she'd take a hint and leave me alone.

But then I saw her, sitting there in the window seat.

It was Elena, surrounded by the people from the Art Club. Jason (I think that was his name) had his arm stretched over the back of her seat, and Matt was making her laugh by sticking too much pizza in his mouth. She was smiling, and her entire face was lit up.

I don't really know if anyone could have been prettier.

I have seriously fallen hard for her.

"Ick. This place is full of geeks. Let's go eat somewhere else." Amber had her nose wrinkled up, and tapped her foot angrily, waiting for me to come with her.

"Nah, let's eat here." I told her, already walking in.

"Cam! What are you doing?" Amber cried, following me.

I told the waitress, and she got me a table near theirs. Elena was sitting with her back to the window, so she'd have a clear view of me.

Her eyes narrowed when she saw me come in. She moved her chair back, accidentally throwing off Jason's arm.

Score one for Cam. I thought, grinning.

"What the heck are you doing here?" she demanded, nostrils flaring.

"I came to eat. If you really want me to leave I'll go," I said, getting up as if to leave.

"No, that's fine. You're not... following us are you?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. Her hair fell over her shoulder, and I wanted to reach out and stroke it.

"No way. Amber dragged me out here. I couldn't get rid of her," I said, sighing.

"Amber?" She suddenly looked upset.

"Yeah. She's driving me insane."

"I thought you two were hooking up or something."

I nearly threw up in my mouth. "No."

"Oh," her face softened. "Sorry then."

Say something, you idiot.

"Um, so are you guys going to that party tomorrow night at Danny's?"

"Who?"

"Oh, right. You should come. It's going to be really cool."

"I don't really know... I don't know anyone yet."

"So it'll be an awesome chance for you to get to know people."

"My parents are too big on parties though," she said, almost upset.

"I promise there isn't any alcohol or anything. Danny hates it when people get drunk and do stupid things to his house."

"I don't know how to get there," she said. "I bet I can get Jason or Matt to drive me."

My heart skipped a beat when she said that. I couldn't get the words out of my mouth fast enough.

"No, I can drive you."

She actually considered it.

"I guess that would be alright. But can they all come anyways? It would make it better for me, if you are so intent on me going."

I literally could have picked her up and swung her around. She did say yes, after all.

"Oh yeah, sure. That would be cool. I'm still driving you though."

"Alright," she grinned.

"Oh wait," I said, handing her my phone. "I need your address so I can pick you up."

"Mmkay." She actually gave me her number.

I checked by texting her, and her phone beeped as my message came through.

 

"See you later, Cam," she said.

"Pick you up tomorrow."

 

She went back to her table, and Amber came to sit down at the table.

"I can't believe we have to breathe the same air as those freaks," Amber said rudely.

"They're not freaks, so please just shut up," I said, getting pissed.

"No, but that new girl sure is. She probably doesn't wear any makeup."

I grabbed the arms of my chair. "It's probably because she doesn't need to."

Amber stopped talking after that.

I grinned, and waved to Elena as her group got up and left. To my (happy) surprise, she waved back. Shyly, but she still waved.

Jason, however, pulled her out the door and cracked some stupid joke to make her laugh.

I might have to kill him later.

Maybe.

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