Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Austin: [Don’t worry, Cam. I’ve survived the past 18 years like this. I’ll be fine.]
Cameron stared at the message for a while before letting out a soft sigh. She was just an outsider. It wasn’t her turn to interfere. Austin had to deal with it by himself.
Cameron: [Good night.]
Austin: [Good night.]
Cameron set the phone down and lay on the bed.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” she called.
Bradley’s voice sounded, “It’s me. I brought you fresh clothes.”
Cameron glanced down at her towel. “Thanks, but I’m already in bed.”
“I’ll hang them here.”
“Thank you, Brad.”
“No problem. Good night.”
“Good night.”
Cameron heard footsteps fade away, guessing Bradley had left. After a while, she reached out with a hand to pull the garment bag inside and then quickly shut the door.
Surprisingly, Bradley hadn’t left yet. He stood outside and happened to see Cameron’s arm appearing through the crack. It was delicana sa translucent, with faint blue veins beneath the skin.
Bradley had only caught a glimpse of Cameron’s arm. He was still surprised, thinking, ‘Cameron’s wrist is so delicate?”
Bradley soon shook his head. Sometimes, Cameron was so guarded, like a shy girl. Yet Cameron carried himself with such masculine confidence.
The following day, Cameron was woken up by a WhatsApp message from Xander. She had forgotten to mute the phone.
It was a voice message: [Hey, you awake? We were supposed to start online tutoring. Time to start it!]
Cameron tossed the phone aside on the bed. She got up, went into the bathroom to shower, and changed into the clothes Bradley had left for her last night.
The light-blue men’s T-shirt and stone-gray trousers, definitely Bradley’s style, were too mature for Cameron. She thought, ‘I have to go back to Noble Vista and grab some of my clothes later.’
By the time she came out of the bathroom, Xander had sent several more voice messages: [Cameron, where the hell are you? If you were a teacher, you’d already be fired.]
Cameron didn’t even bother listening to the rest. They were probably full of complaints anyway. She sent him a voice reply: [I’m having breakfast. I’ll call you in a minute.]
Then she tossed the phone onto the nightstand and headed downstairs.
My k 331
Bradley and Eddie were chatting and lounging on the couch when Cameron went downstairs.
“Brad,” Eddie said with a playful grin. “This place is pretty good. Mind if I crash here often?”
Adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, Bradley countered, “It’s Cameron’s rental now. Would that be appropriate?”
Eddie rolled his eyes at Bradley.
Just then, Cameron came walking down the stairs, wearing the brand new clothes Bradley provided. They were a bit big on her. After all, they were bought to fit Bradley’s frame.
The T-shirt hung loosely on her frame, and the trousers barely fit.
Seeing her, Bradley smiled. He should have thought about that.
Eddie waved her over. “Cam, this place is your rental now. Can I come hang out here sometimes?”
Cameron sat down. “Of course.”
Eddie smirked at Bradley. “See? Cam is hospitable.”
Bradley ignored him and turned to ask Cameron, “Sure about that?”
“Huh?” Puzzled, Cameron tilted her head.
“Eddie’s social circle differs from ours,” Bradley explained. “He has a lot of girlfriends, so many, in fact, that he can’t even remember their names. Is it acceptable for you if he brings them here?”
Cameron was surprised.
“Pfft!” Eddie protested. “Cam, don’t listen to Brad. I’ll come alone, of course. And I don’t even have a girlfriend, okay? I’m single.”
Bradley chuckled, “Single? You must have gotten amnesia.”
Eddie smiled, “Nope. If so, I’ll consult Damian. Don’t worry about it, bro.”
Damian Saunders was the sixth son of the Saunders family. He was an excellent doctor.
Bradley was speechless.
Amused by their banter, Cameron chuckled. Remembering Xander was still waiting for her, she turned to Bradley. “Brad, did you guys have breakfast yet?”
Eddie replied, “Nope. We’re both starving, Cam. Brad insisted on waiting for you.”
Cameron smiled, “Sorry, Eddie. You didn’t have to wait for me.”
Eddie shot Bradley a look. “See? Cam gets it. You’re just being extra.”
Bradley glanced at him.
Eddie simply stared back. He thought, ‘Why are you looking at me like this?’
After breakfast, Eddie finally understood what that look meant. He got kicked out.
Cameron picked up her phone and found Bradley. “Brad, where’s the study? Is there a computer in there?”
Its on the second floor, Bradley said. “Right after the stairs.”
Cameron nodded. “I need to tutor Xander.”
Bradley adjusted his glasses. “Is Xander coming over?”
“No,” Cameron replied. “It’s online tutoring”
Bradley nodded.
Cameron entered the study. It was spacious. She glanced around before settling into the massive six-foot-long desk. She then turned on the computer and typed in her login account.
Xander had sent a flood of voice messages earlier, but she ignored them all. Instead, she initiated a video call.
Xander answered almost instantly. He glared at Cameron through the camera. “Where the hell have you been?”
Before she could answer, he squinted at the background behind her. “Where are you now?”
Cameron deadpanned. “Textbook. Now.”
Xander snorted, “I didn’t bring it.”
Cameron sighed.
Cameron stared at Xander’s face on screen. “No textbook? Then what exactly are we tutoring?”
Xander shrugged. “I didn’t manage without a book before, but you still taught me then.” this over a screen.”
Cameron exhaled slowly, holding back her anger. “That was in person! It’s not the same as doing thi
Xander said, “Then you come back.”
Cameron sighed, rubbing her temples, “Forget it. I can’t deal with this. I won’t then.”
“Wait!” Xander quickly protested. “Come on, keep going. I’ll listen./
Cameron raised an eyebrow. “And understand
What I say?”
Xander smirked. “That depends on how good your teaching skills are.”
Cameron sighed and then began the lesson.
Instead of paying attention to the content, Xander couldn’t take his eyes off Cameron’s face.
