Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
She paused. “Anything else?”
Cyrus frowned, “Did you not hear me? It’s the state basketball team.”
That meant potential national team selection and even international competitions. Basketball wasn’t just a sport anymore. It could be glory.
“I heard you,” Cameron said. “I don’t care about basketball. Don’t bother me again. I’ve got the SATs to study for.” With that, she strode through the school gate, Elijah following closely behind.
Cyrus stood there, stunned. He thought, ‘He heard me…and still refused? And what was that about not being interested? No one played like that without passion. Was he just showing off?’
Cameron was already gone. Cyrus exhaled, shaking his head. He thought, ‘What a waste for the team and for Cameron himself.”
Elijah walked with Cameron toward the dorms. Glancing at her unreadable expression, he finally asked, “Cameron, are you really not consir the state basketball team?”
With her skills, she might actually make it big in this field.
Cameron shook her head. “Not interested. Basketball isn’t nearly as fun as studying, you know?” joining
Elijah blinked. He thought, is that so? But Cameron hasn’t exactly been buried in books lately, Last week in class, he’d been donding cold, on scrap paper during class.
Cameron didn’t elaborate further. She picked up her pace, heading toward the dormitory.
“Hey, brat! You’re finally back!”
The moment Cameron saw Xander coming at her, all wild and flailing, she instantly tossed her shoulder bag at Elijah and started running finished speaking.
“Elijah, take my bag back to the dorm. Thanks.” She was already gone before she even
Xander and Elijah both stood on the spot, stunned.
EXjah caught Cameron’s backpack. He was about to take it back to the dorm when Xander snatched it right out of his hands.
“You little brat. You think you can hide forever?” Xander shouted after Cameron.
But Cameron was already long gone and couldn’t hear him anyway.
Elijah frowned. “Give me the bag.”
Xander immediately hugged the bag to his chest. “Why should I
“Cameron asked me to bring it back to the dorm for him,” Elijah.
Xander replied, “No way. I’m keeping it. Tell that little brat to take
Elijah thought, ‘Did Cameron block Xander again? Seryes him ri
Cameron run off?’ block list first, then we can talk about the bag.” must’ve finally had enough. But if Xander was the one at fault, why did
Xander finished talking and was about to leave. Elijah grabbed the backpack strap and said, “Give it to me.”
Xander glared at Elijah. “Didn’t you hear me, nerd? I said I’d keep the bag.”
Elijah wouldn’t let go. “Cameron told me to take his bag back to the dorm. Let go.”
Xander scoffed, “You do whatever he tells you to do? Why are you such a pushover?”
Elijah said, “Xander, you keep bothering Cameron over and over. Ms. Murphy is really so nice to you. I think it’s time I talk to the principal.”
Xander froze for a second and then snapped, “So it was you who tattled to my aunt? No wonder she wants to transfer me to another school. Speaking ill behind someone’s back isn’t decent. Don’t you find yourself disgusting?”
Elijah shot back, “You started it by harassing Cameron. Maybe you should take a look at yourself for once.”
Xander retorted, “What harassment? He’s a guy, and I’m a guy. How is that harassment?”
Elijah asked, “Then why does he run every time he sees you? He doesn’t run from anyone else.”
Xander was at a loss for words. He wondered, ‘How am I supposed to know what was up with Cameron? He blocked you yesterday for no reason, didn’t he? He’s just a jerk. The nickname I gave him really fits.
Elijah frowned at Cameron’s backpack. “Xander, let go.”
Xander glared back. “You should let go.”
Elijah said coldly, “Xander, you don’t actually want me to talk to the principal, do you? Or are you just looking for an excuse to leave Langford Academy?”
“Want me to help you with that?” Elijah stared at Xander, expressionless.
Xander had no choice but to let go. He mused, ‘If Aunt Tiana found out, she’d probably really transfer me. That would be a total loss.
Elijah took Cameron’s backpack, didn’t even bother to look at Xander, and headed upstairs.
By the time Elijah returned to the dorm, Austin had already been there.
Seeing Elijah putting away Cameron’s bag, Austin asked, “Hey, where’s Cam?”
“I don’t know,” Elijah replied.
Austin frowned and asked, “Then why do you have his bag?”
Elijah just shook his head but didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he sent Cameron a voice message. “Xander’s gone. You can come back now
Cameron replied, “Elijah, I’m not coming back. I’m heading to the classroom.”
She couldn’t be bothered to go back and risk running into Xander again.
It wasn’t that Cameron was scared. She just didn’t want to waste time arguing with him.
Elijah replied, “Alright, see you in class.”
When Elijah put down his phone, Austin asked, “Eli, can I ask what happened?”
Austin wondered curiously, ‘It’s just been two days since I last saw Cam. What’s going on?’
Elijah replied, “Honestly, I have no idea.”
Austin thought to himself, ‘Not gonna tell me? Fine. I’ll just ask Cam myself.
Austin immediately pulled out his phone and texted Cameron. [Cam, is something wrong? Why aren’t you coming back to the dorm?)
Cameron: [It’s nothing. I just don’t want to see Xander.]
Austin frowned and typed: [Did Xander upset you?]
In his heart, he thought, ‘Why does Xander always have to get on Cam’s nerves?’
Honestly, Austin never liked Xander because he was just as arrogant as Samuel.
And now, Xander kept picking fights with Cameron.
To Austin, anyone who messed with Cameron was his enemy.
Austin pressed his lips together, his amber eyes turning icy cold.
Cameron replied: [It’s nothing, really. Just let me handle it.]
Austin thought to himself, ‘Let him handle it? How could I just stand by? There’s no way I’d let Xander bully Cam.’
Austin didn’t reply to Cameron. After thinking for a moment, he glanced at Elijah, who was tidying up his textbooks, and left the dorm without saying a word.
Austin sent Xander a message: [Bro, where are you?]
Xander was still pissed about not getting Cameron’s bag. Right now, he was sitting in the bleachers by the basketball court with his phone in hand.
He was trying to figure out the best place to corner Cameron.
Tyrell walked over, but before he could say anything, Xander tore into him. Tyrell beat a quick retreat.
Austin messaged Xander again, yet Xander didn’t even bother replying.
Austin sent another message: [Xan, need to talk. Hit me back.]
Only then did Xander finally reply: [Basketball court.)
A few minutes later, Austin showed up at the basketball court. He looked over at Xander sitting in the stands, his face completely blank. “Xander, did you upset Cam again?”
There was a clear note of accusation in Austin’s voice. Normally, he was so sickly that even saying a few words would make him cough. But right he was radiating a rare sense of authority. authority.
Xander could tell something was off. He looked up at Austin and said, “I upset that little brat? Yeah, I did. So what? What’s it to you?”
Austin’s eyes grew even colder at that. “So you admit that?”
