Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
“What?!” Xander couldn’t believe it.
‘Is she serious? She’s really kicking me out?
He shot a glare at Cameron like he was ready to kill.
Feigning innocence, he growled, “Why?!”
“Why?!” Tiana exploded. “I just got chewed out by Mr. Drake because of you! That’s why. Now move your ass!”
“Fine…” Xander grumbled.
He glared at Cameron again before reluctantly dragging himself over to start packing.
There was nothing else he could do, after all.
As his eyes flicked toward Cameron, Tiana followed his line of sight and finally noticed Cameron standing there.
Her whole demeanor flipped in an instant. Her face softened into a sweet smile.
“Cameron,” she said warmly. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve disciplined Xander better. He’s caused you trouble, but don’t worry-
Il have him moved out right away. From now on, he won’t come near you or disrupt you.”
Cameron stood politely and nodded. “Thank you.”
Tiana replied, still smiling, “It’s the least I can do.”
Xander, who was still stuffing his things into a duffel bag, muttered bitterly, “Why are you being so nice to him? I’m your actual nephew, remember?”
“Shut it,” Tiana shot back, glaring at him. “Keep packing.”
Xander rolled his eyes so hard it was a miracle they stayed in his head.
‘Unbelievable. Cameron really got Mr. Drake on his side? What-is he royalty now? Even Aunt Tiana is groveling like some suck-up.’
“Almost done?” she asked pointedly.
“Yeah, yeah, nearly,” Xander muttered, dragging it out as long as he could.
But even stalling couldn’t delay the inevitable. Soon enough, his stuff was packed, and he stood at the door with a dark look on his face.
“Now go,” Tiana ordered, pointing.
Xander rolled his eyes. “I’ll be back.”
“No, you’re not,” Tiana said, annoyed.
Then she turned back to Cameron with a smile. “I promise, Cameron, he won’t bother you again before the SATs. I’ll make sure of it.”
Cameron gave a small nod. “Thanks, Ms. Murphy
Xander rolled his eyes again, but it didn’t matter.
Successfully unlocked!
Tiana dragged him out of the dorm.
The moment he was gone, peace returned.
Austin sighed in relief, “Wow… It’s so quiet.”
Even Elijah looked more relaxed.
Cameron pulled out a notebook and started jotting down a to-do list. If she was really going to launch her pharmaceutical company, she had a lot of prep to do. No half measures.
High school was ending soon, and college would open up a whole new world of possibilities.
Bradley returned just then. Spotting the empty bed, he raised a brow. “Xander moved out?”
“He was too loud,” Cameron replied without looking up.
Bradley chuckled. “That checks out.”
On Friday afternoon, right after the last class of the day, Cameron sent a message to Bradley.
Cameron: [Are you heading home today? Or are you staying at Noble Vista tonight? I’ve got something for you.]
She had just stepped out of the dorm when she hit send.
The door to the room opened, and she saw Bradley inside, packing his bag.
At that moment, Bradley’s phone buzzed.
He turned around, locking eyes with Cameron, and then nodded slightly before pulling his phone from his pocket.
After reading her message, he said, “Sure. But I have to stop by the firm first. You go ahead-I’ll meet you later.”
Cameron nodded. “Alright.”
Elijah blinked. “Huh?”
Austin glanced up too.
Bradley didn’t stick around to explain. He grabbed his bag and walked out the door.
Austin watched the door swing shut, curiosity piqued. “What does that mean? You and Brad live together or something?”
Cameron didn’t bother explaining her personal life. She replied coolly, “Doesn’t mean anything.”
With that, she started packing her things as well.
Austin gave a small nod and didn’t press the issue.
He wasn’t Xander-he knew how to respect boundaries.
If Cameron didn’t want to talk, then he had no business asking.
Elijah, on the other hand, looked at Cameron thoughtfully.
‘What exactly is going on between him and Bradley? They clearly share something-maybe a secret.’
But even though curiosity tugged at him, he said nothing.
If Cameron wanted him to know, she’d tell him.
Once Cameron was done packing, she gave a polite wave to the two still in the room. “Later. See you Sunday,” she said. “Cameron,” Elijah called, grabbing his bag and walking after her, “your family’s not picking you up? I can take you home.” Cameron stopped and smiled. “Thanks, Elijah, but I’m just grabbing a cab.”
Austin quickly chimed in, “Cam, want a ride? I’ve got my car.”
“Appreciate it,” Cameron said, shaking her head, “but no thanks.”
She declined both of them and left the dorm, backpack slung over one shoulder.
Elijah and Austin exchanged a look.
Austin’s chiseled features curved into a teasing smile. “Eli, I think you care about Cam more than you realize.”
Elijah froze for a second.
‘Care about him? Do I?’
He didn’t answer the comment. Instead, he said simply, “I’m heading out.”
With that, Elijah turned and left the dorm.
Austin stared at the door, rubbing his chin, an amused look playing on his face.
But just then, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
And the smirk disappeared. He picked up, voice turning cold and sharp. “Yeah.”
“Sir, I’m parked outside your school,” came a calm voice on the other end-it was Vincent, the middle-aged man assigned to watch over him.
“Wait there. I’m coming now,” Austin said curtly.
“Yes, sir,” Vincent replied.
Outside Langford Academy, a white Bentley was marked at c
