~Cameron~

"Dude, you need to tell her."

"But why? What if-"

"If you don't tell her, she'll find out eventually and dump you on your bum for keeping it from her."

"How do you know?"

"I'm a girl. I know how they work. Who is she, anyway?"

"Olivia."

"Olivia Frances? How did you land her?"

"Wow, thanks for the show of support."

"She's way out of your league, man. I mean, if I were bi or lesbian or something, I would be all over her."

"Oh god, the images." Jaime cringed.

"My point is, you've gotta tell her. I promise, she's not going to care as long as you don't keep it from her."

"Okay..."

•*•*•

~Jaime~

I told her. Cameron was right, she just wanted me to tell her the truth. I guess girls get girls.

Anyway, Olivia's really nice. Her brother was born without a hand, so she gets my 'problem,' and he's pretty cool too. He convinced me to go out for track in the spring. He plays basketball.

There's a guy who I think might like Cameron, his name's Dan. I might talk to him about it, she could probably use at least a friend. She seems lonely.

She hasn't had an episode at school since I met her, at least that what she tells me. Two days until she breaks her record of three weeks.

We've got three classes together, of the three German is my favorite. We also have homeroom and English together.

There's the bell, time for German. Spitze!

•*•*•

~Cameron~

"It's not a bad class, but most of the kids in this class suck."

"I know, I feel bad for Herr Potter."

"It's only Thursday and he looks so tired. Teaching must suck."

"Yeah, I-"

"Wilkes, Pryce, something you want to share auf Deutsch?"

"Nein, Herr Potter."

"Gut. Heute, haben wir grammatik."

The class groaned, and one boy in the back yelled "NOTIZ!"

"Shut up, Wendall."

"TCHUSS!"

"Past tense. We'll start with English, do we use one verb or two verb form in past tense?"

Jaime raised his hand beside me. "One verb."

"Good. In German..."

I tuned him out. I'll get my notes from Jaime again later. German sucks, but it was that or Spanish, and I hate the Spanish language with a burning passion.

"Wilkes, what is the past tense form of the verb 'sein'?"

"War."

"And Davidson, how do you conjugate that?"

Class went on like this until the bell rang 45 minutes later.

***

I bought lunch today.

"The school hoagies are gross. Look at this! It's soggy, and I got all dry ingredients!"

"Then why did you buy it?"

"Because the grilled cheese is worse."

"Boom. Focus on the positive. At least it's not the grilled cheese."

"Okay then. It's not the grilled cheese."

"There you go. Now, I have an important question for you. If a hypothetical kid named Dan Hamilton asked you out, what would you say?"

"Are you trying to set me up?"

"Maybe. I-"

"Shit."

"You okay Cam? I thought you didn't curse?"

"Your nose is huge."

"What the- oh. You're having an episode, aren't you?"

"I hope so, otherwise I would like to pay for plastic surgery for that eyesore on your face."

Jaime laughed at that. "What else is happening?"

"Well, the wall on the right went about thirty feet further away, everything below my torso is tiny, and the ceiling is coming down on us. This ones more severe than normal, I think. They usually last about 10 minutes, so I'll let you know when it's normal again."

"Cool. Hey, what happens when you have to leave a room during an episode?"

"I've never tried. I usually wait until it stops and then get a pass from the nurse."

The bell rang about six minutes later.

"Are you..?"

"It's not normal yet. I'm going to wait here, go on to class."

"Alright. You sure you'll be okay?"

"Yeah. Bye Jaime."

"See you, Cameron."

~~~

Hey people! I'm on an updating roll this weekend! Anyway, I've got a quick not for you. When I put •*•*• in a line, it means I'm switching POVs. When I put *** in a line, the POV is the same but it is a time skip. Yay, explanations!   ~Cas