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Cameron Simn didn't like to be bored; though it wasn't in his right mind to be lazy either, but he continued lazily. It wasn't like someone would waltz over on his small circumference of turf and say " HI! What's your name! Why are you sleeping? Is sleeping fun? I like sleeping too." Well, if they were clearly ignorant that he was "slightly" frustrated from the wild grimace on his lips, they might come and ask him that question, though they might not live to see the light of the next day. You see, Cam-cam wasn't a happy camper since he is bored and Cameron isn't happy, anyone who comes near him isn't happy. It's how life floated on the mass of waves called Teen Dramatics.
The 17 year old male sighed mutely to himself while lingering under the oak tree in the front of the school, awaiting from the bell to ring for the torture this education building will provide with a grand old sound to start the classes, a ding. Boy, he hated that ding, it showed that he was Senior still even if he would graduate a year before everyone, making him the baby of the High school family.
" I HATE SCHOOL!" He announced gladly to everyone whom could even give a single care to listen before rolling over on his flat stomach and moaning loudly for attention. Usually one girl would be over him, but not today, the fan club must have found a new hubby. Most likely Clark, the other athletic snob would loved to see Cameron's downfall since he took the ladies from him last time. Cameron moaned even louder at the thought, his beige face buried beneath the grass. Why such a boring day! Why!
" GOD!" Cameron yelped before leaping up from his position as if the curls in his mop of brown acted as multiple springs, though it ended up going the wrong way and forced him to fall back on the ground with a thump. He grimaced forcefully again before finally snarling under his breath and brushing off his brow, baggy shirt and blue combo while still on the ground. He continued for several seconds before leaping up again from his "spring" action and glaring at everyone with the deepest lavender eyes. Yes, lavender, the color of mystery and girlishness combined into the most masculine figure you shall meet, but ,of course, he uses the deep hue to attract the ladies to his side. Sometimes it worked, but other times he used the wide sockets to reveal his emotions, including his most formidable one, rage.
" So, this is how it is going to be, eh?" He muttered under his breath, now stomping off toward the school with his over-used k-swiss, " I'm going to show that Clark 'Hump'ton a piece of my mind. He doesn't DESERVE these beautiful woman!"
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