Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Xander sprinted over, his eyes red, and he stared hard at Cameron. “That girl is Milena? Is she your sister?”
Cameron replied, “She’s my adoptive parents’ daughter, not my sister.”
Xander blurted out, “Then do you have a sister who looks exactly like you? Sometimes she’s aggressive; other times, she’s super sweet
Cameron didn’t reply.
“Tell me!” Xander pressed, desperate.
Cameron said, “You mean you once saw me in a women’s dress outside the mall, and that time when you ran into me wearing a wig at night is
Xander’s eyes went wide, his pupils shrinking in shock. “Wait… You… So it was you? The person I saw was you?”
Cameron nodded. “Yep, that was me. I thought you’d recognize me, but turns out you’re blind.”
Xander stammered, “So… You don’t have a twin sister?”
Cameron rolled her eyes. “I don’t even know who my real parents are. How am I supposed to get a twin sister?”
Xander raised his hand, pointing at Cameron, his finger trembling, even his lips shaking. “You… You… Are you a girl?”
Cameron scoffed, “What’s with you? Got Parkinson’s or something?”
Xander’s face turned red. “Just answer me.”
Cameron replied, “Isn’t it obvious?”
Xander thought in shock, ‘Cameron is actually a girl. So, the person I saw twice was Cameron. Amelia made ine misunderstand it. She said Cameron’s sister was Milena..
‘No, wait, it’s not Amelia’s fault. It’s my own fault. I actually thought Cameron had a sister who looked exactly like him. How dumb can I get? Even if they’re twins, they can’t look exactly the same.
‘But seriously, how was I supposed to guess Cameron was a girl? Who the hell just cross-dresses for fun?’
Cameron asked, “Do you really have to be this shocked?”
Xander gritted his teeth. “How could I not be?”
Cameron replied, “Well, take your time. I’m off to class.”
“You still have the mood to go to class right now?” Xander shouted.
Cameron shot back, “Why wouldn’t I?”
Xander lowered his voice and growled, “You’re a girl.”
Cameron rolled her eyes. “You mean girls can’t go to class now?”
Xander screamed inwardly, ‘She’s a girl. She’s actually a girl! All this time, I thought I was chatting with Cameron, but it turned out to be fake. And I’ve even been bossing Cameron around.’
Xander felt so embarrassed that he wished he could just disappear.
“Cameron,” Xander asked, “do you hate me?”
After asking, he waited anxiously for her answer.
Cameron didn’t reply.
Xander fidgeted, his ears turning red, not daring to look at her. “Cameron, I-I didn’t know you were a girl. Before, I… I…”
Cameron cut him off, “Enough. You know I’m a girl now, so just keep it to yourself. Don’t go blabbing it everywhere.”
There was only a week left until the SATs, and Cameron/didn’t want any extra drama.
Xander immediately promised, “Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone, not even my parents.”
Cameron waved him off. “I’m going to class.”
Xander hurried after her.
Cameron frowned. “Your classroom is that way. Go there.”
“Oh,” Xander grumbled. He glanced at Cameron, clearly reluctant to leave. He still trailed after her.
Cameron shot him a look. “Why are you still following me?”
Xander said, “I’ll walk you to your classroom.”
Cameron snapped, “Just get lost.”
With that, Cameron marched off toward Class 15 without looking back.
Xander finally stopped in his tracks. He watched her walk away, a grin spreading across his face.
He muttered inwardly, ‘What does it feel like to have the person you’ve been thinking about right by your side? It’s exactly this feeling, like living in a beautiful dream. It feels so good but almost unreal. But it is true!
At the CEO’s office of Noir ?clat, Leanne knocked on the da
“Come in,” a warm, gentle voice called out from behind the glass.
Leanne pushed the door open and walked in.
A man sat in a black leather chair. He had short, silvery-gray hair, and his features were striking yet soft, giving off a friendly vibe.
A sparkling diamond stud glinted on his left ear. He wore a patchwork T-shirt with this season’s hottest trends, a skull necklace, and ripped jeans-totally on point with his style.
This was Eric, Bradley’s third brother and the CEO of Noir ?clat.
A few design drafts were spread out in front of him as he made edits.
“Eric.” Leanne walked over and said, “It’s all taken care of.”
Eric set down his pen and looked up at her. “Great, thanks for your hard work.”
Leanne was buzzing with excitement. “Eric, guess who I saw at school today?”
Eric smiled. “Was it Brad? Did you see him?”
Leanne shook her head. “Nope.”
“Not him?” Eric asked, curious. “Then who was it?”
Leanne gave a mysterious smile. “Take a guess.”
Eric shook his head. “No idea.”
“C,” Leanne said.
“C?” Eric was momentarily confused.
Leanne said, “Yep, the winner of our design competition. You know what, turns out C is actually a high school student, a really good-looking guy
Eric looked surprised. “Is C a high school student?”.
He thought, “How is it possible? C is a high school student?’
C’s draft was the most impressive out of all the submissions. The concept, the style, and everything were so polished that it looked like the work of a pro
Eric had even wondered if some industry heavyweight had submitted under a fake name.
That would explain using “C” as a code name instead of a real name.
Now, Leanne told him C was just a high school student. Eric’s first reaction was that it was impossible.
Leanne laughed. “Shocking, right? I was just as surprised. I guess when it comes to design, it’s all about talent.”
She thought age didn’t matter at all.
Eric said, “It’s hard to believe. How did you find out he’s C?”
Leanne said, “Come on, didn’t you have industry-recognized designs back in middle school? You started the Noir ?clat brand in high school. You’re a genius yourself. Do you really think you were the only one in the world?”
Leanne filled Eric in on everything that happened at the school.
Eric smiled, “You make a point.”
He added, “Announce the final results, get in touch with C, and invite him to dinner. I want to meet him.”
Leanne nodded. “Alright, I’ll make it happen as soon as possible.”
