Chapter 7

Past

Camille

"Maura needs only to ask him. He can do anything for her." My jaw flexed at the words Rika said. Seeing Scott and Maura happy made me jealous. I fixed my eyes on those two lovey-dovey people who were having lunch together in a cheap restaurant as we sat in the car together.

Angry, I chewed inside my cheeks and whispered, "I want them to break up. He's mine."

"He doesn't even know that," Rika laughed, and I cocked my head in her direction. "He's not yours, Camille."

"Rika, what should I do to make him mine?"

A shrug accompanied her response. "I don't know." She pulled lipstick from her purse and applied it to her lips. "I'd like to date you." She winked with a smile, and I rolled my eyes.

"It's not funny."

"I think we'd make a great couple, right Cam?"

"You're my bestie, nothing more."

"The entire school thinks you are gay."

"Because of Maura." She had spread the rumor that I was gay. I glanced at the restaurant. "I'm not bothered by what she says; the only thing that