"Crystal!" Amber yells as her voice echoes through the extremely empty rooms of the apartment, quite impatiently might I add. Her face is full of utter discomfort, as she shifts into yet another position. She's always been greatly impatient with standing still too long. I can't blame her sorry butt, though. I'm the similar in that way, that's why I entertain myself with doing silly things that would annoy most people, but make others laugh.
Amber's pale complexion lights up once she notices me walking towards her, with a vanilla coke in my petite hand.
I can't believe we moved to California! We always lived in the mid-west region so this is a huge step for us. I grab my beach bag from the her hand, and follow her out the wooden door. Closing …show more content…
When I meet his eyes, my insides scream out to the world. In front of me now, is none other than the one and only, Cameron Dallas! He brings his hand down to me and pulls me up once our hands connect, I'm mesmerized in his glistening brown eyes and by the look of it he's quite mesmerized, too. Or at least I think he is... You can never be quite too sure.
"I'm really, really sorry!" he continues again, only to be interrupted by Amber. "Is that Cameron Dallas!?" she whisper yells, trying not to get surrounded by a ton of ravaging fan girls. He smiles at that, "So you guys are fans, huh?" He asks proudly, before he starts to pick up my towel which is sprawled on the ground. "Yes," I say still mesmerized, "Yes, we are," I continue, taking the purple towel from his perfectly toned arms.
"Then can I hook you guys up with some tickets for our new tour?" he starts, as he brushes his hand through his silky brown hair. "No, you don't need to do that-" Amber elbows my ribs, causing me to cough. "Thank you," she says faking a calm tone, as Cam takes out a pen and holds out his arm before him. "I need your number for this, so I can get the tickets to you when they come …show more content…
"He means you!" she hisses in a hushed tone, so only I can hear her. Why not Amber? I take the pen from Cam's hand and write the phone number that I've had for so long. He glances at it once I'm finished writing and grins, "Crystal..." he brushes his fingers across the numbers. "What a beautiful name." he
Amber's pale complexion lights up once she notices me walking towards her, with a vanilla coke in my petite hand.
I can't believe we moved to California! We always lived in the mid-west region so this is a huge step for us. I grab my beach bag from the her hand, and follow her out the wooden door. Closing …show more content…
When I meet his eyes, my insides scream out to the world. In front of me now, is none other than the one and only, Cameron Dallas! He brings his hand down to me and pulls me up once our hands connect, I'm mesmerized in his glistening brown eyes and by the look of it he's quite mesmerized, too. Or at least I think he is... You can never be quite too sure.
"I'm really, really sorry!" he continues again, only to be interrupted by Amber. "Is that Cameron Dallas!?" she whisper yells, trying not to get surrounded by a ton of ravaging fan girls. He smiles at that, "So you guys are fans, huh?" He asks proudly, before he starts to pick up my towel which is sprawled on the ground. "Yes," I say still mesmerized, "Yes, we are," I continue, taking the purple towel from his perfectly toned arms.
"Then can I hook you guys up with some tickets for our new tour?" he starts, as he brushes his hand through his silky brown hair. "No, you don't need to do that-" Amber elbows my ribs, causing me to cough. "Thank you," she says faking a calm tone, as Cam takes out a pen and holds out his arm before him. "I need your number for this, so I can get the tickets to you when they come …show more content…
"He means you!" she hisses in a hushed tone, so only I can hear her. Why not Amber? I take the pen from Cam's hand and write the phone number that I've had for so long. He glances at it once I'm finished writing and grins, "Crystal..." he brushes his fingers across the numbers. "What a beautiful name." he