*Faith POV* “You ok” Mia asks, stopping just in front of me looking over my face.  “I'm good.” She looks me up and down skeptically. And I force a chuckle. “Really I am fine. I've just had a rough day of my own making.” I smile at her honestly. It’s true, this day has sucked, and the majority of it has been because I miss Cameron and Izzy. Now that I've been properly put in my place unknowingly by Cameron I can focus on Izzy and my friends. I take a deep breath and grab her arm. “You and Noah are walking me to the pep rally.” I declare and she smiles brightly. “About Noah.” She looks at me shyly. “Oh I know, you guys are finally official.” I wave her off like it's no big deal waiting for her to explode.

*Cameron POV* “He isn’t worth the trouble anyway.” She says looking right at me and quickly retreating down the hall her head held high. I curse her for not having the guts to witness the slice of her words. In all the time we have spent together I hadn't figured her for a coward. Her words hit deep, and I know she knows it. It's why she used those words and turned tail to run so quickly. I rise to my feet before Principal Peters even can call me into his office and follow him wordlessly. I have a seat in the chair across from his desk leaning back and resting my head on the back of the chair. The cool leather connecting with my neck easing the tension in my head.  “Cameron.” He starts and I open an eye and look at him.

*Faith POV* I throw the blankets off me quickly, running for the bathroom and jumping in the shower. How did I not see that text until he was like 5 minutes away? I step into the water and squeak as the ice cube temperatures deprive me of the warmth my bed had provided. I grit my teeth and bear the temp just long enough to wash my red puffy face. I can only hope the arctic temperatures will ease the swelling from my tears. Shivering, I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around me and run to my walk-in closet searching for anything I can toss on. I clearly haven't done my laundry in a couple of days as I search frantically for something, anything to throw on. I groan in frustration. I can hear a chuckle from my room and I freeze.  “Don’t get dressed up on my account.” I smile at the sound of his voice. I

*Cameron POV* Everyone seems to move around me at double speed. The whole of the room is full of laughter and congratulations as the guys replay the last remaining minute of the game that led to our victory. We won. We are going to the championships. This means more practice and less time. This means a way to occupy my mind. Taking a big deep inhale I relish the pain it brings from my injury, anything to distract me from the emptiness I feel.  I close my eyes to refocus but all I can see is her face. The disappointment when she walked out of those showers towards me. The question she asked by just saying the name I had given her. One minute I had hope, the next I was watching it go up in flames. I had thought that earlier today was my lowest point. That maybe, just maybe I had suffered enough in one day that I could escape further injury. Instead, I’m in

Mia and Noah just stare at me with crazy eyes. I can tell Mia is angry by the rigidness of her body, while Noah has taken on a more gentle concern. I know I should have filled them in sooner. I had locked myself away in my own mind by keeping them out of the loop, but if I'm being perfectly honest I was upset with them at the time. They haven't done anything to warrant my mood other than dote on each other. But I also never claimed to be of sound mind when it comes to my emotions or control of them. More than likely I also just didn't want their input on something I was sure I couldn’t explain. I’m also not positive that I had fully admitted to myself the extent of my own crush on Cameron and Izzy. How do you put into words what you can't even process in your own mind? And now here we are. Sitting in a stare-down with Mia trying to control her hurt feelings as I try to verbalize it when I know that words