Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Xander: [Sure.]
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Xander quietly pointed his phone at Cameron and took a picture of her. The flash lit up her ridiculously gorgeous profile.
Xander was dumbfounded to realize he had forgotten to turn off the flash.
Cameron frowned and looked at Xander, who was holding his phone with a dazed expression. Their eyes met-hers sharp and his evasive.
Xander came to his senses and quickly hid his phone.
Cameron stood up, walked over to his bed, and held out her hand. “Give it to me,” she said. Standing at 5 feet 9 inches, she wasn’t especially tall among boys, but she had a strong aura.
Xander played dumb. “Give what?”
Cameron replied flatly, “Your phone.”
Xander turned his head away. “Why do you want my phone?”
Impatient, Cameron frowned. “I’ll say this one more time. Hand it over before I make you.”
Xander fell silent.
Elijah had seen Xander take a photo of Cameron. Normally cold and aloof, he made an exception and stepped in. “Xander, you took a picture of Cameron without her consent. That’s a violation of his privacy.”
Xander knew he was in the wrong and shouldn’t have agreed to Milena’s request on impulse. But he was mindful of one’s dignity and wasn’t about to take Elijah’s lecture without pushing back.
Xander glared at Elijah and snapped, “Shut up. This is between Cameron and me. It’s none of your business.”
Elijah’s face turned cold. “I’m class president. You mess with someone in my class, and you’re saying it’s none of my business?” He was indeed the class monitor of Class 15, Senior Year.
Cameron said to Elijah, “Don’t waste your breath on him.” Then she turned back to Xander and ordered, “Give me your phone. One, two…”
Faced with Cameron’s death stare, Xander reluctantly handed over his phone. “Here, take it,” he said, trying to act casual, but his heart was racing.
Xander’s phone was still on the camera interface. The picture Xander had taken captured Cameron’s upper body and most of her desk, but the contents of the paper on the desk weren’t clear.
It was because the flash startled Xander, and his hand shook, causing the image to blur.
Cameron deleted the photo with a sullen face, and went to the photos deleted within 30 days to completely delete the photo.
After that, she reached to hand the phone back to Xander, only for her thumb to accidentally swipe into the WhatsApp app. And right there on the screen was Xander’s chat with Milena.
Cameron wasn’t interested in other people’s privacy, but the name “Milena” was hard to ignore. “When did you add Milena on WhatsApp?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Cameron! Don’t look!” Xander cried out in panic as he saw Cameron reading his chat history with Milena. He lunged forward, trying to snatch his phone back.
Cameron took a step back, staying well out of reach.
Anxious, Xander jumped down from the bed. Just as he was about to grab his phone, Cameron tossed it back to him. She’d already seen everything she needed to see, and her face had darkened.
Xander caught the phone and bellowed, “Cameron, you can’t just read my chats. That’s private.”
“Private? You were talking about me, and you call that private?” Cameron gave a half-smile and continued, “I didn’t scroll up. “But from the look of it, Milena asked you to take that photo, didn’t she? What a thoughtful little sister. She really cares about me.”
Xander sensed the sarcasm in her voice. He frowned and said, “Cameron, don’t get the wrong idea. Milena didn’t mean anything by it. She was just curious.”
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Meanwhile, he was relieved that Cameron didn’t ask how he got Milena’s WhatsApp.
Cameron raised an eyebrow. “Really? She was just curious, huh?
Xander glared at her and deliberately changed the subject. “Didn’t you say you don’t have a younger sister?”
Cameron didn’t respond. She walked back to her desk, pulled out a fresh sheet of drawing paper, and opened Noir ?clat’s official website. Their new spring collection was already up. With a few quick strokes, she sketched a design straight from the page.
“What are you doing? I’m talking to you!” Xander frowned and followed her.
Twirling the pen in her hand, Cameron said, “Didn’t you want to take a picture? Go ahead. Take the picture and send it to Milena.”
“Why?” Xander asked with a puzzled look. He thought, ‘Didn’t he object to taking pictures? Why the sudden change of heart? Cameron looked at him with an expressionless face. “Didn’t you just say Milena was curious? She’s my sister. Since she wants pictures of me, just take some for her.”
“You sound like a good brother now.” Xander happily patted Cameron on the shoulder.
Cameron looked down at his hand. “Take your hand off me.”
Xander was a little embarrassed and scratched his head.
“Go on, take the picture,” Cameron urged.
“Okay,” replied Xander. With a soft click, he snapped a photo of Cameron’s desk.
Cameron stood up. “Take another one-get closer to the sketch. Make sure it’s clear.”
“Got it,” Xander said. He then sent the photos to Milena.
Milena immediately replied: [Huh? What’s my brother doing now?]
Cameron said, “Tell her I’ve decided to participate in Noir ?clat’s fashion design competition.”
Xander was surprised. “You? A fashion design competition?”
“Just send it,” Cameron said impatiently.
“Oh, okay.” Xander obediently sent the message.
Then Cameron added, “And remember, you took those pictures secretly. I didn’t even know it was happening.”
Xander was confused. “Why?”
Cameron kept a straight face. “Do I look like a walking encyclopedia? If you have any questions, ask the top student.”
Xander rolled his eyes at Elijah, who was reading. ‘No way I’m asking the nerd,’ he thought.
Cameron put her sketches away and warned Xander, “Don’t touch my stuff. Especially don’t take pictures and send them to others-Milena included. Or else… you’ll regret it.”
Xander could tell she was serious. He pouted but decided he wouldn’t touch Cameron’s things again. He had just acted on impulse earlier.
Cameron walked over to Elijah. “Thanks for the help just now.”
It proved once again that Elijah might look cold and emotionally unavailable, but deep down, he was pretty kind.
Elijah looked up at Cameron and shook his head. He still remembered that day at his family’s gender surgery center when he ran into Cameron trying to jump off the building.
He had no idea what she’d been through. But he had a feeling she wasn’t as tough as she made herself out to be and that there was a vulnerable side to her.
And maybe that was why he had spoken up for her earlier without even thinking.
Cameron nodded and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Xander sat in his chair, texting Milena.
Milena texted: [My brother’s entering a competition? That’s rare. It’s getting late, Mr. Murphy. I’m going to bed. You should get some rest too. Good night.]
Without even waiting for Xander’s reply, she searched for the fashion design competition online. Then she went back to her chat with Xander and carefully examined the design sketches Cameron had created.
“They are so pretty,” she murmured, clearly imp Successfully unlocked! drawings were beautiful. about design, but she could tell Cameron’s
Of course, they were pretty. They had been created by none other than Eric himself, the founder and chairman of Noir ?clat.
And those were just rough sketches.
A small smile tugged at Milena’s lips.
Cameron came out of the bathroom, fully clothed. colds.
With his legs crossed, Xander asked, “Seriously, are you really that cold?
It was almost summer. People could go around with minimal clothing and still wouldn’t feel cold
And yet, after living with Cameron for a few days, he had never seen her in anything revealing he hadn’t even seen her bare arms.
Cameron glanced at him. “I do what I want. Got a problem with that?”
Xander was annoyed and thought, ‘She has a way of shutting me down with several words. She is quite possibly doing it on purpose. She is so gentle with Bradley and nice to Elijah. But with me? Always harsh. What’s her problem?
Just then, the door opened and Bradley walked in.
A soft smile immediately appeared on Cameron’s face. “Hey, you’re back, Brad.”
