"Hey Drew wait up!" Cameron shouted down the hall.

"Why are you so fast?" He said when he finally caught up to me.

"I'm not fast. You are just slow. And if you are going to stalk me then you have to learn to keep up." I answered.

"I'm not stalking you! We already went over this. I passed by you in class and I need to tutor you." 

"The definition of stalking is to pursue or approach stealthily," I stated.

"This is exactly why you need a tutor. I wasn't stalking you. I literally yelled to you. That wasn't stealthy." He defended himself.

"Whatever stalker"

Cameron kept talking and wouldn't shut up.

"Oh, and should I tutor you at your house?" My eyes darted to him and I snapped back to attention.

"NO!!!" I exclaimed. 

Every pair of eyes in the hall looked at us.

"I-I mean... My house is dirty and I study better when it's clean." I lied.

"You don't study in the first place you fool. Stop lying." Cameron accused.

"I meant if I did study I would want it to be clean"

"Suuuuuuuuuuuure. But fine I guess. I have a desk at my house." He agreed.

"Nerd" I mumbled.

"I heard that dumb@$$" Cameron said smiling.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked.

Cameron started laughing, "I literally called you a dumb@$$ and you didn't notice. Bahahahahahah"

SLAP!

The sound echoed through the hall. Camerons' eyes went wide. I looked down at my hands. Why did I do that? My hands stung. I could only imagine how Cameron's face felt after that. Now everyone was looking at us AND rushing over. WHY WHY WHY DID I JUST DO THAT?!

"@$$HOLE!!! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" Cameron nearly screamed.

"I-I don't know?" 

"Is that a question or an answer?!" He yelled at me.

"I don't know. I'm sorry!" I apolagiesed.

"Whatever jerk. Meet me at my house so I can tutor you." He walked out of the crowd and through the murmurs while I stood there looking at my hands asking myself the same question over again. 

                                                     Why did I do that?