Camden wasn't happy about her dad meeting another woman and she wasn't happy that she had a step-brother that posted videos on youtube. She watched his video's and thought he was dumb... until they actually met.


6. Morning

    Adym left around 5am, just before anyone got up and only a half an hour before dad got up. I was worried dad was going to get up earlier to take a shower, luckily he didn't. I wanted to go to sleep, but I couldn't, I was still calming myself down. My heart was still racing, even though we spent the last hour or so just laying there, talking. I closed my eyes and try to go to sleep, but there was just no way. I was awake. After being there for 10 minutes or so I heard dad moving around downstairs so I went down to meet him.
    He takes off his glasses. “Good morning, sweetheart. What are you doing up this early?” he was sipping coffee while on his phone.
    I shrugged and sat in front of him. “Can't sleep.” I lied. There was no way I was going to tell him what just happened between Adym and I. No way. He would kill Adym then me.
    He nods. “Where were you last night? You didn't come home until late.”
    “I was out with Adym.”
    He looked up. “Out with Adym?” he repeated.
    “Yeah. I mean, not like that but he said he wanted to cheer me up because of Brent and we were just hanging out all day.”
    He smiled. “No, I knew you didn't mean it like that, hun. That's great! I'm glad you two are getting along now, is he as bad as you thought he was going to be?”
    I smiled. He was even better. “No, he was pretty cool.”
    “Good, maybe now we can have some peace and everyone can get along?”
    I nod.
    “I will need you to apologize to his mom though. The way you treated her was unacceptable and now that things are okay with you and Adym, I expect you to be a little nicer?”
    I shurg.
    “Camden...” he said in a warning voice.
    “Fine.” I say. I was eventually going to have to apologize to her anyways, because now that Adym and I aren't going to be doing any fighting, he's going to want me to be nicer to her. I stand up to go to my room when my phone goes off; a text from Adym!
A: “Miss me yet?” with a wink face.
Me: “Miss you. Nope.”
A: “Yeahhh, you do.”
    I just laugh and put my phone back into my bra. I wasn't really sure how to reply to that or how Adym even got my number considering when he gave me his a few days ago, I threw it away and never used it.
    I go back upstairs to my bed and try to sleep, but again I can't. My mind was still stuck on Adym, every thought of mine of about Adym. I couldn't get him out of my head so I decided to watch some more of his video's. I still wasn't a huge fan of them but I forced myself to watched a few more because they weren't THAT bad. He was kinda funny. At the end of one of the video's, his outro said to follow him on all of his social media, so I followed him on Instagram and added him on snapchat. I laughed when he followed me and added me back not even 5 seconds later.
    When Adym got home, we started snapchatting for the next 3 hours non-stop. We must have had over 200 snaps already. By then my sister was up and she came into my room to check on me.
    “What time did you get home last night? By 10, I was so tired I went to bed.”
    I didn't want to tell her we didn't get home until 3am so I lied. “Maybe not even an hour after that. We were going to be home earlier but we got stuck in some traffic.”
    She laid next to me. “Yeah, L.A traffic is a bitch.”
    I nod and close my phone then put it on the charger, there was no way I was going to let her see the snaps.
    Then she caught me off guard and almost gave me a heart attack.
    “So what time did you really get home?”
    “Huh?” was all I could say.
    “I was up until 2am, Camden, you didn't come home. I fell asleep on the couch.”
    She fell asleep on the couch?! Good thing I didn't listen to Adym and we didn't do anything on the stairs. “We didn't get home until 3. We lost track of time because we were talking and then we went to get something to eat.”
    “Why didn't you just tell me that?”
    I shrug, I couldn't think of a good lie.
    “Oh gawd!” she made a face. “You didn't do anything with him did you?”
    I shake my head fast. “Of course not!”
    “Good, that would be gross, he's actually pretty disgusting to me.”
    “Why?” I asked, maybe a little too quickly and defensively but she didn't catch on.
    “Well, look at him. He's got bleach blond hair, I mean, who does that.”
    I laugh, trying to hide that I actually kind of like it.

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