AMELIA
Wednesday and Thursday slipped away, and with each of their passing minute, I carefully crafted excuses to sidestep Cam. At school, on Wednesday, I take the initiative to arrive early, steering clear of his offer for a ride and the torment of his company. In class, I strategically change my seat, positioning myself between Isaac and Malia in the back row.
As Cam enters, accompanied predictably by Harper, his eyes scan the rows, searching for me.
And when he spotted me, he was forced to wait as the professor walked in. Throughout the class, he repeatedly glances back in my direction, clearly desperate to spew out lies about how he wanted me happy, but he misses my escape into the crowd when the class ends.
During the days of Wednesday and Thursday, since I haven't been going to
