22~ Consciously in Love

I sat by the passenger seat, thinking over my conversation with Mr Kimber. Was it too obvious that I look like Camila? I don't want him to find out in the wrong way or I'm dead for good.

I leaned my head on the window dashboard, also trying to recall the part where I had played the motivational speaker to him. Honestly, I want Mr Kimber to myself. Not just about it being Camila, I feel safe around him. I feel his love for Camila to be a genuine one.

Losing him... No, I don't even want to imagine that now. I want him. His beauty keeps flashing into my mind and I honestly can't help but think about him. I can't imagine us doing the main chemistry on his bed.

But some how, I gotta be careful. Things don't seem so right after all, especially now he seems quite suspicious about my look. He thinks I'm whoever he is thinking.

"Hey, is every thing alright?" Mom asked and I quivered. "You're thinking?"

I smiled weakly. "Just thinking about school." Not again, Delilah. We talked about not lying